Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273

Blake’s POV:

I noticed Anna staring out the window, her profile outlined against the gray Boston sky.

Following her gaze, I felt the air rush out of my lungs when I recognized the building. Boston Courthouse. We’d been here once before. Today would be the

second time.

My hands started shaking on the steering wheel. My throat closed up like someone was choking me. I needed to get out of here. Now.

My fingers fumbled for the ignition, desperate to escape this place that screamed finality.

Anna’s hand pressed down on mine, stopping me. Looking at her face, I saw fear in her eyes. Her other hand moved protectively over her stomach, shaking her head slightly.

The baby. Our baby. The thought that she might take our child away from nie sent a stabbing pain through my chest that made it almost impossible to

breathe.

I forced the chaos inside me down, clenching my jaw so hard it hurt.

Mustering what must have been a terrible excuse for a smile, I reached out and covered her eyes with my hand. I couldn’t let her see my face right now.

“Anna… I… do I frighten you like this?” My voice sounded strange in my own ears.

“I’m sorry, but when I think about you leaving me, I lose control a little. But I’m trying. I’m really trying.”

She didn’t push my hand away. “It’s fine,” she said.

Those three simple words cut deeper than if she’d slapped me. Her indifference hurt worse than anger ever could. I’d prefer her screaming, hitting me – anything but this cold detachment.

My heart raced. “It’s fine” meant she didn’t care anymore,

“Why is it fine? Why don’t you care about me? Do you think this is just fate too?”

She remained silent, which only fueled my desperation.

‘I never believed in fate,” I said, my voice hardening. “But if fate does exist, then God has it out for me specifically.”

The car filled with uncomfortable silence, broken only by our breathing.

“It was your decision all along. Don’t blame it on fate.”

I felt my arm trembling, my voice carrying a childish hurt I hadn’t intended to reveal.

Anna finally spoke. “Blake, we’ve been married for almost four years. Besides throwing some money my way, what else have you ever given me?”

Her words were like ice water poured over my heart.

‘I can give you anything you want!”

The moment those pathetic words left my mouth, I knew how unconvincing they sounded. I had become a beggar pleading for scraps. Where was my pride? My dignity? Gone, shattered by the fear of losing her.

I heard the desperation in my own voice but couldn’t stop it.

“Your body doesn’t belong to me. Your heart doesn’t belong to me,‘ she continued, each word hammering nails into my chest.

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Chapter 273

“Apart from what you call your husbandly dative, you’ve never been fauldal. You don’t even meet the haze requisement at belay a mabond, whee Lun possibly give me?”

I couldn’t take it anymore. I kissed her, hard and desperate.

I felt het body stiffen, trying to pull away, but I couldn’t stop. This was the only way I knew he to communkate whed words failed

I knew I was acting pathetic, like a starving man begging for food, but I didn’t care anymore. The fear that this might be the last me I could urte Pyar stripped away every shred of my dignity.