Remarried Three Times, I'm Done With My Trashy Husband

ett told Evan Everett it was their last chance. If h

nd over heart-then turned around an

ticed ease. "I can't control the split personality.

, and Blaire had beli

e so-called split personality was nothing but an act-a convenient c

re like a blade. She filed fo

he would not

..

he lived with t

ined and restrained, de

ess and feral, rott

for the first man-and divorced him

, she had made it clear-thi

vulsive therapy, swearing he had eradicated the other personality for good. After he wa

ge, Blaire ran straight into that

asphalt. Evan leaned against one, his left arm loosely wrapped aroun

along his ear gleamed with a wild arrogance-so familiar that Blaire

. "Give me a kiss. For tonight's grand prize

him, but the woman remained cool, almost bored, as

ife four times. You have a perfectly intact family. Don't drag me into your games. No matter h

le. "Alright. I know you're jealous. But you know how I feel about you. If you want, I

Ms. Bennett said this was your last chance. Aren't you afraid t

missively and smiled. "Did you forget? I have a split personalit

rds drew whistle

ere really that resolute, would she have remarried him thr

vel can keep as many women as we want. Since whe

ession turning glacial. "Watch your mou

y lowered his head

d to smooth things over. "Still, I'm curi

haled s

Even his voice sounded distant, deta

in front of her. Transfer all the women out of headquarters. Avoid an

ed at Evan's blurred prof

rriages. Had she truly neve

for infidelity. Divorce had become a bargaining chip

ol-tasting sweetness one

rth remarriage, how his voice had trembled a

had lasted exa

ay her tears-wiping him out o

leave, someone

en he saw her face, his voice shot up in

ack fell into

eyes and met Eva