Goodbye Forever Ex-Husband (by Ammund) novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152

Chapter 152

ADRIAN’S POV

“Dora,” I called out, my voice echoing slightly through the hallway as I made my way to our bedroom. My steps were quick, laced with urgency I didn’t

have time to waste

Just as I raised my hand to knock, the door

There she was.

reaked open.

She stood at the doorway with a towel wrapped neatly around her hair, her face covered in a glossy mask, and slices of cucumber balanced over her eyelids like she had just walked out of a spa commercial. She blinked, removing one of the cucumber slices with a long–manicured nail, and raised & brow at me.

“You’re back early,” she said casually, as if she hadn’t ignored

of my calls. “Is something wrong?”

I stepped into the room without waiting for an invitation. “What are you

doing, Dora? I called you multiple times. You didn’t answer.”

She gave me a blank look, then held up her hands and wiggled her fingers. Her toenails were propped up on a cushioned stool, painted a glossy pink. “I was busy with my beauty time,” she said with a small smirk. “Do you think it’s easy looking this beautiful every day?”

I rubbed the bridge of my nose, trying to hold back the irritation building inside me. “So you’ve been in here the whole time?”

“Of course,” she said, clearly annoyed

It was interrupting her routine. “Is there somewhere else I’m supposed to be?”

“Yes, actually.” folded my arms and looked her square in the face. “The reason came back early is because I have visitors. And I’d like to talk to them privately.”

She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. “So what does that have to do with me? I’m not planning to come down if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“It’s not about you coming downstairs,” I replied, keeping my tone’firm. “When I said privately, I meant I want you out of the house, Dora.”

She gasped like I’d slapped her, then scoffed and placed both hands on her hips. “You’re going to push me out into this blazing sun today? Seriously? Do you even care about our baby? You expect me to walk around in this heat, all so you can have some hush–hush meeting?” Her voice rose an octave as she added, “Are these people more important than your child?”

And just like that, she flipped the switch – playing the victim again. I should have seen it coming. Dora always had a way of twisting every situation in her favor, painting herself as the wounded one. I had hoped that with everything going on lately, she’d finally start acting mature. I was wrong.

I didn’t have time for this today.

Without saying a word, I reached into my back pocket, pulled out my wallet, and flipped it open. From it, I took out my black Express card. Instantly, her eyes lit up. She didn’t even try to hide it. The argument vanished from her expression like it had never existed.

“Here’s what you’re going to do,” I said coolly. “Take the card. Go shopping for the baby. Get everything that’s still missing on the list. And if you want to pick up something for yourself, go ahead. Just make sure everything needed for the baby is handled.”

She snatched the card from my hand like it was a golden ticket and studied it with a gleam in her eyes. “I’ll go change into something better and be out of your hair,” she said distractedly, probably planning which boutiques to hit first.

I raised a brow and crossed my arms. “What happened to ‘the sun is too hot‘?”

I rolled my eyes. With Dora, when it involves money, everything else can wait. It didn’t matter how hot the sun was or how uncomfortable she claimed to be–flash a card in front of her and she’d turn into a soldier ready for battle. That was just how she was. Materialistic to a fault.

Chapter 152

As she reached for the wardrobe, she let the towel wrapped around her fall to the ground. I immediately turned around, facing the doar rat She might feel comfortable undressing in front of me, but I didn’t feel the same way. It made my skin crawl. I would never look at her that pray. anymore. Probably not ever again. And I definitely wouldn’t let her see me that way either,

The only reason she was still in this house was because of the baby. I didn’t love her. Hell, I barely even liked her. The night that changed everything a mistake–a stupid, regrettable mistake–but the consequence was real, and I wasn’t the kind of man to run from responsibility. That child, no matter how it came to be, was imine, and I’d be damned if I failed it.

I heard soft footsteps approaching from behind, then felt her hand rest gently on my shoulder. I tensed immediately.

“I know I’m dressing, and I’m not complaining,” she said. “You can look

at me, Adrian.”

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