The Fifth Year of Marriage to Him novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101

“Enough! Shut your mouth!”

He bundled her into his car at the parking lot.

The nurse rushed out, handing Lucille her bag. “Ms. Radford, you-”

“I’ll be back tomorrow.”

Lucille managed a faint smile. The pain today was unbearable, but surrender wasn’t in her nature. Once committed, she forgot the meaning of retreat.

Lucille was just as determined as when she first fell in love with dance years ago, pursuing it without looking back.

Just like at sixteen, when she loved someone and charged headfirst into that wall, even if it breaks her.

And now, resolved to regrow her wings, she’ll never look back–whether it means breaking bones to rebuild or rising reborn from ashes.

Cedrick shut the car door and slid into the driver’s seat, staring her down. “No ‘tomorrow.‘ You don’t come back.”

“Cedrick!”

Lucille glared at the man. “Are you overstepping?

What gives you the right to control me?”

“This.”

He bit out each word: “I’m your husband.”

Lucille pictured the Instagram post he’d made last night and snorted. “My husband?

A man whose whole life revolves around another woman is my husband?

Cedrick, stop being ridiculous.”

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It really was laughable!

So laughable she didn’t even feel sad anymore.

Cedrick turned the mirror toward her. “Look. Just look at yourself right now.”

Lucille stared at her reflection.

After pushing herself too hard during practice, her hair was completely soaked, sweat plastered her face, and her clothes were drenched.

A mess, truly. Even now, her lips trembled slightly, her hands shaking too.

But she saw nothing wrong with it.

This was proof of her effort.

“What’s wrong with how I look?”

She touched the healthy glow on her cheeks, satisfied with who she was now.

“Lucille, you don’t have to…” Cedrick sighed. “I know you’re being stubborn. Maricela ‘s back. She’s more beautiful, healthier, more capable than you. So you’re insecure, pushing yourself to outdo her.”

Lucille: ?

?

?

?

Are you out of your mind?

“Lucille, you don’t need to suffer like this. Seeing you struggle hurts me too.”

His

eyes softened as he looked at her. “You don’t need to compete with anyone. No matter what, you’ll always be Mrs. Maynard. That won’t change. Stop this anxiety. You’re a different person now, obsessed with Maricela, fixated on her every move…”

“I’m anxious?

I’m obsessed with your Maricela ?”

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