It's giving runaway wives and we're here for it!

Chapter 1 Three years after my bestie and I married the Harrington brothers, the exes they never got over came crawling back. At family dinner, Kennedy's husband straight up bitch-slapped her in front of everyone just to defend his precious ex. When I showed up, she threw herself at me, ugly crying: "Babe, I'm so done with this shit! That asshole actually HIT me. For HER!" "I'm leaving. You coming?" My own husband Asher wasn't much better-cold as ice since his ex Bianca showed up, barely came home anymore. I couldn't help the bitter laugh: "Hell yeah.

Let's get out of here." We planned everything down to the last detail. Fake trip. Real tickets. International flight. I thought we were free. But when I sat down and looked up-there he was. Asher's frozen-ass face staring right at me. Our great escape? Over. Just like that, we got dragged back and locked in the Harringtons' timeout house. While I'm sitting there trying to figure out where the fuck our plan went sideways, Kennedy suddenly goes all quiet and says: "Sorry babe... I thought I was helping..." Took me a second to process what she just said. I just stared at Kennedy like, what?

"The hell are you talking about?" Kennedy's always been scared shitless of the dark. Hearing me snap at her like that, she totally lost it. She hunched up her shoulders, finally spilling everything: "Okay don't freak out." "Asher basically runs the whole damn Harrington empire, right? Guy's scary smart! He figured out we were up to something way before!" "That day we were heading to the airport, I grabbed my suitcase, opened my door, and BAM-his face. Cold as fuck.

He was literally camping outside waiting to bust me!" "You know I'm terrified of your husband, especially when he goes full ice king mode with that crazy intense energy. So when he cornered me, I couldn't even think up a lie. I just... told him everything..." Never thought our escape failed because of a goddamn snitch! I was pissed as hell, but looking at Kennedy's face-pure terror mixed with real guilt-I felt myself soften up a bit. My head was killing me. I rubbed my forehead, forced myself to sound less bitchy.

"Why didn't you warn me on the way to the airport though?" "Even if he knew, we could've bailed on the plan, turned it around on him somehow, figured something else out later." "Now look what happened-he's got us by the throat..." Bringing this up made Kennedy mad all over again: "This is ALL Asher's fault!" "I figured even if he wanted to stop us, he'd just drag you back. Never thought he'd go after me too!" "I'm not even married to him!" God, she's so naive sometimes. My bestie's amazing and all, just way too innocent for her own good. Sometimes downright clueless.

The Harrington brothers lost their dad when they were young. Asher thinks he's everyone's daddy now. Once he knew our plan, how could he not deal with her too? Plus after that shit she pulled at the family dinner the other day, if she just disappeared now, what would people say? I let out this tired-ass sigh and closed my eyes. I'd put so much work into planning this escape. Kennedy watched my face like a scared puppy, looking like she was gonna start bawling any second. She grabbed onto my legs tight, pouting hard. "Come on, I said I'm sorry babe!

Don't be mad anymore, please?" "I really thought I was helping! Before I ratted, I thought about it hard-Asher's actually pretty good to you, right? Gives you whatever you want." "If you really bailed with me, we'd probably be broke and struggling for like, forever." "I can't stand seeing you suffer like that, so I thought maybe if you stayed with Asher, at least you'd be safe and taken care of, you know?" She stopped, her face going all bitter suddenly.

"Anyway, fuck it-Caden obviously doesn't want me anymore." "No way Asher didn't tell him about our whole plan right away." "But look-Caden didn't even react when I tried to leave. Didn't try stopping me or anything." "You running or not, whatever. But Caden really doesn't love me anymore." Secing her tears just killed whatever anger I had left. I pulled her into a tight hug, was about to say something comforting when the door suddenly got kicked the fuck open. Caden stood there in the doorway, death staring Kennedy. "Oh, so now you got balls, Kennedy?

You can't even find your way to the fucking 7-Eleven without getting lost, and you think you can just take off? Who the hell do you think you are?" "I slapped you ONE time-one! What about all those times you kicked My ass when we were kids? You're really gonna lose your shit over this?" (0) (0) Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes.

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