Marrying my secret admirer after my husband's fake death novel Chapter 9

Salome just assumed Edith was scared–and that was exactly what she wanted.

Still, Salome wasn’t naïve enough to let her guard down. Instead of going to the hospital, she decided to stay put at the Vance estate, taking every precaution for her pregnancy.

Everyone in the Vance household treated Salome like royalty, catering to her every whim. In stark contrast, Edith became invisible—someone no one wanted to bother with.

Not that Edith cared. She was planning to leave the Vance family anyway. She just had to wait for the Sumners to come and take her away.

When she’d first arrived, Kearney Jayne had brought her to the Vances with a beaming smile. Now, when it was time to leave, she’d do so with her head held high.

But as soon as word reached Beckett, he grew anxious, constantly trying to find an excuse to talk to her.

After what happened last time, Edith treated Beckett like he was contagious. Wherever he appeared, she made sure to avoid.

With her departure imminent, Edith was determined not to stir up any more drama. But Beckett was persistent, and eventually, she ran out of places to hide.

In the small garden behind the house, Beckett caught up with her, grabbing her wrist from behind. “Salome told me you’re going back to the Sumners. Is that true?”

Salome? The way he said her name–so familiar, so intimate. Was it just habit from their time in bed together, that now he couldn’t help but say it that way in front of everyone?

Edith jerked her wrist free, her disgust plain. “Whether I go back to the Sumners or not is none of your business. You’re just my late husband’s brother!”

She made sure to stress his title, reminding him–and herself–that he was Salome’s husband now.

The words stung Beckett. He refused to let go of her hand, and the two of them struggled in the garden, unaware that Salome was watching everything from her balcony on the second floor.

Salome clenched her fists, eyes burning with resentment and fury. She hissed under

her breath, “Edith, you really are a shameless bitch who won’t learn until you hit rock bottom.”

In the garden, Beckett was frantic. If Edith went back to the Sumners, he’d lose all control over her fate. He couldn’t let that happen–it was too risky.

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