n rug. Her lungs heaved, but Julian's knee in her lower back was an immovable anchor. Hot
ched the desperate, futile fight leave her body. S
ithout a single word, he turned and walked toward the master bathroom. The
the floor for
trapped bird. She snatched her damp coat from the floor. She didn't bother
He hadn't
d past a startled maid carrying a stack of towels, taking the grand sweeping
front doors. They gave way, and she spille
hed the main road, her feet were bleeding from the sharp gravel. A yellow taxi was cruising slowl
Chloe yanked the back door
coat pocket and pulling out a crumpled fifty-
er bruised neck and soaked clothe
ern mansion in the Hamptons. Chloe didn't wait for the driver to speak. She shoved the d
ors of the villa with her s
loe marched down the hallway, leaving a trail of muddy water on the pristine h
posed to be hiding in terror, was lounging on a velvet chaise, wearing a
lipping through a Vogue magazine, a cu
he imported tiles. Her chest heaved. The contrast between their luxurious comfor
s, tumbling onto the rug. She let out a high-pitch
gazine. She didn't look sur
s a guttural rasp. "Why
ing us, Chloe. A hospital doctor marrying into the Montgomery
e-hot rage consumed her. She lunged forward, raisi
nect, a thick, heavy arm
was purple with fury. He violently shoved Chloe backward. She stumbled, h
adjusting the cuffs of his suit. "How dare
eyes were red and wild. "I'm going to the police! I'm going
pocket of his suit and pulled out his smartphone. He tapped the s
ying to focus on
ead: Consent for Transfer of Life Support Systems. Sarah Price's
pit hitting Chloe's cheek, "and I authorize the hospital to u
d struck her chest. The blood froze
r a leaked medical photo, Chloe. It was horrifying. Honestly, that ugly fr
ls dug so deeply into her own palms that the skin br
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