My Ex Called Me Cheap Now I'm a Mogul's Wife novel Chapter 7

Bradley stood there like he was t

the one who’d been wronged.

“All I did back then was call you cheap a couple of times, right?” he pointed out, his voice rising like he was pleading a case. “I always talked like that. You knew that. Was it really worth blowing up our engagement in front of everyone at the party? Do you even understand how much that humiliated me?”

And just like that, he twisted it all around like I was the one who owed him an apology.

“I only proposed to Sabrina out of spite,” Bradley added, bitterness running through every word. “Then you disappeared. That’s your version of love? Just cut me off like none of it meant anything?”

I nearly laughed out loud &

The audacity of this man was truly outstanding!

“Bradley,” I said, my voice calm but razor sharp, “the moment I walked out that door, I got hit by a car. I was lying there in the street, bleeding out, and still thinking how it might’ve been nice to see you one last time. And you, where were you? If your really cared, why didn’t you come after me? Not even to see if I was okay?”

I met Bradley’s eyes squarely, not blinking, not flinching.

“I was in the hospital for two months. Two entire months. Did it ever cross your mind to find me? With all the connections that your family has in Brooklyn Heights, you think it would’ve been hard to track down a hit–and–run victim?” Just saying it out loud again made the pain feel fresh.

During those weeks, I was drifting in and out of consciousness, connected to machines with my body broken, still holding onto hope that Bradley might walk through the door so we could talk things over. I continued to hold onto him, even though he had already released me without looking back.

Bradley’s pupils tightened.

He looked shaken for the first time, his voice cracking. “I didn’t know, Leslie. I thought you left town. I really thought you walked away. But you still love me, right? That accident… that was fate. It wasn’t supposed to happen-”

“I don’t love you,” I said, straight and steady, cutting him off. “You loved Sabrina. You chose her. So don’t come crawling back now, trying to rewrite history. Four years wasn’t enough for you to figure that out?”

“No! It was always you. You were the one I loved. Everything I did was for you. How can you not see that? you?“%

Bradley’s face crumpled like a paper mask.

a when di

did I ever play

I closed my eyes for a second, exhausted. That night, in the rain… I saw you kissing Sabrina. With my Bradley furrowed his brow, as if trying to remember.

my own

eyes.

“You mean my birthday? She kissed me out of nowhere. I didn’t even see it coming. I didn’t kiss her back.” “Don’t,” I said quietly. “I was her stand–in for four years. Looking back, it’s almost funny.”

“Stand–in?” He blinked, genuinely lost. “I never-

“Enough!“%

Before he could get another word out, Sean stepped between us and pulled me behind him with practiced ease.X

He adjusted the cuff of his sleeve as if he had all the time in the world, then delivered a clean, merciless punch right across Bradley’s jaw.8

The crack echoed through the street as Bradley hit the ground with a thud.

“Go back to Brooklyn Heights,” Sean said, his tone cold and absolute. Try harassing my wife again, and I’ll make sure you understand real regret ”

In Harbor City, no one dared to mess with the Mercers. No one could simply cross them and walk away. One word from Sean, and they would disappear from the business scene as if they were never there.X

The Mercers weren’t just wealthy, after all. They represented legacy, old money, and deep roots connected to politics and the military

And my husband? Sean didn’t even need the Mercer name.

He had built his reputation long before the boardrooms ever heard his name. Ex–special forces. Steel nerves.

That punch he threw at Bradley?!!

That was him holding back. If he’d meant it, Bradley wouldn’t be getting up.

Bradley groaned, curled up on the pavement, cradling his face like a kicked dog.

I walked to Sean’s side and gently took his hand.X

6:00 AM P

“Let’s go home, love,” I said quietly. “Our daughter’s waiting for us. “E

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