Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 162

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Anna’s POV:

My–hody jolted when I spotted Blake’s car outside my Back Bay partment building. What the hell? Wasn’t he supposed to be with Scarlett? Giving her “the best of everything? Why was te hore, parked outside my place like some creepy stalker?

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My emotions spiraled out of control again. By what right did he keep harging into my life? I wished I could come down with some memory erasing illness and forget this man existed forever.

For a good ten seconds, I sat dazed in the headlights of his car the bright beams momentarily blinding me through the

windshield.

When I finally snapped back to reality, I found myself cupping Beth’s face with both hands, swallowing hard.

His skin was warm under my palms, slightly rough with evening stubble.

Seth

grinned,“Anna, you look like some creepy pervert right now.”

I pinched his cheeks in retaliation. He responded with a wounded yet oddly seductive expression that made me pause.

Suddenly, Seth seemed like an actual man to me–and an attractive one at that.

He tilted his head slightly and unexpectedly flicked his tongue against my fingertip.

An electric tingle shot through my body from that small, damp contact point, nearly making me pull away.

“I only do this with you,” he said, firmly holding my hand in place. “And it’s not nearly enough.”

Seths words echoed in my mind.

on?

If I kissed him… would that finally draw a clear line between Blake and me? Would it help me move or

I struggled internally, trying to calm myself, but with “external threats” and “Internal conflicts, I couldn’t find any peace.

spotlight us like we were on stage, and my heart pounded against my ribs

s like it wanted to

Blake’s headlights seemed to spotlight

escape.

“Your ex–husband is right outside, walking toward us,” Seth said his voice husky.

“Ex–husband… such a strange

nge term. It felt foreign on my tongue.

He covered my hand with his palm, nuzzling my palm with his cheek, offering temptation. “Do you… want to get back at him?

“Get back at him?:

“Yes. Use me.”

When I saw Blake approaching the car, I panicked and accidentally leaned forward, my lips unexpectedly meeting Seth’s.

I froze.

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His lips were surprisingly soft, carrying a faint taste of mint. I should have pulled away Immediately, but Seth gently supported the back of my neck, and strangely, I didn’t push him away.

1 closed my eyes and returned the kiss, my heart pounding like might burst from my chest.

Whether it was Seth’s kissing skill or the knowledge that Blake was watching us just steps away, the thrill of this forbidden moment sent heat coursing through my body,

Seth kissed nothing like Blake–there was no domineering control, just uninhibited spontaneity that matched his personality.

I felt a long–forgotten freedom, as if breaking invisible chains,

I couldn’t help trembling, my fingers unconsciously gripping Sel’s collar.

Damn it, I was actually enjoying this kiss–a realization that left me both ashamed and excited.

In

that moment,

what flashed through my mind wasn’t regret but a strange sense of liberation.

I had finally done something purely for myself, without considering Blake’s feelings.

Emily always said I needed to move forward–maybe this was the first step, unexpected as it was.

The car door was suddenly yanked open from outside with enough force to make the entire vehicle rock.

Blake stood backlit by the street lamps, his tall frame casting a long shadow into the car.

His face w

was dark, jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle twitching from here.

He grabbed Seth by the back of his collar with one hand, using enough force to pull him out of the car.

Seth staggered several steps across the sidewalk before barely managing to stand, cursing under his breath.