My Ex Called Me Cheap Now I'm a Mogul's Wife novel Chapter 10

“Babe, should I assign you a few bodyguards?“!

Sean had asked me that more than once.

Every time, I’d give him the same polite but firm no.

I didn’t want a spotlight, whispers, stares, or assumptions because of being married to Sean Mercer. I wanted a normal, quiet life with my family.

But lately, I’d been thinking about it differently.

Whether I married into the Mercer family or not, I’m still the same woman. The woman who once splurged $4 on lemonade without a second thought. The woman who could stand in front of a boardroom full of heavy–hitters and go toe–to–toe with

them.

Sean had once looked me dead in the eyes and said, ‘I love the real you. I’ll never forget how your eyes sparkled when you gave me that candy in the refugee camp. I’ll protect that kind of purity for the rest of my life.”

If having a few bodyguards eased his worry, then I should stop resisting it.

“Alright. I’ll do whatever you think is best.” I gave him a soft smile.

Finally, the tension in his brow eased.

Female bodyguards,” he added immediately.

Of course, he was still the same jealous man I fell in love with.

But watching him sit there trying to act all serious while throwing in that little clause?!

It was oddly adorable.

I leaned in and gave him a quick kiss. “I love you. So, so, so much.”

And just like that, his face turned red with a full blush, not hiding it.

Who would have thought a man like Sean Mercer–commanding, calculated, respected–could turn into a flustered boy with a simple ‘I love you?!

It never got old.

And so, our days passed quietly, peacefully.

Until one night after a long workday, I walked out of the office, still going over a report in my head, and caught a glimpse of someone leaning against the wall just outside.

He was smoking, the glow from the cigarette faint in the dark.

Bradley.

The moment he saw me, his dim eyes lit up.

“Leslie,” Bradley called, stepping forward, his voice hoarse. “Can we talk? Please? There are things I can’t let you carry by yourself anymore.”

I didn’t say a word.

Before he could take another step, my bodyguards moved without warning, blocking his path.

Bradley stopped, clearly not expecting that, and let out a bitter, tired laugh.

“So this is what we are now?”

I didn’t slow down. I walked straight past Bradley with my guards flanking me like shadows.”

“Leslie!” Bradley shouted behind me, his voice cracking. “It was Sabrina. The car accident–it was her. I’ve been looking for you all these years, but she’s the one who made you disappear. She cut off every single lead.”

I paused for a moment.

Honestly, I already knew it. Sabrina let something slip once, and her words stuck like an unremoved splinter.

That night, when Sean found out what happened and saw the storm in his eyes and his harsh punishment, I knew for sure. He didn’t tell me to avoid dragging me back into past pain.

Bradley, though, was still trying to dump everything on Sabrina like she was the only villain in the story.

I exhaled slowly and turned just enough for him to hear me.!!

“Bradley, have you ever once thought about what it felt like? You called me cheap. Low–class. Over and over. If you truly believed I was beneath you, then how could you have ever loved me?”

Bradley tensed, but still clung to his excuses. “You weren’t a stand–in for her. I never saw you two the same way.”

I gave a subtle shake of my head and turned back.

9:10 AM P. P

Then came a thud.&

I didn’t need to look to know he’d dropped to his knees.”

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