A Divorce He Regrets

Chapter 184:

Nathan casually walked into the room and sank into the chair beside me, his confident stride unsettling. My stomach twisted in knots as I stared at him, trying not to let panic take over. How did he find me? Why was he here?

I gulped, my mind racing to one name—Alex. I needed him. I needed him now.

Nathan didn’t speak at first, his sharp eyes sweeping across the room as if he were inspecting his territory. His silence was suffocating, and the tension in the room grew thicker with each passing second.

I tried to steady my breathing, but when his gaze finally settled on me, I froze. The gentleness he once carried, the charm he used as a weapon, was gone. Instead, his face was etched with bitterness and anger. “You’ve been avoiding me,” he said flatly, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade.

My heart raced, hammering against my ribcage. I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out.

He tilted his head to the side, his lips curling into a twisted smirk that sent chills down my spine. “Say something,” he demanded, his tone laced with irritation. “Don’t just sit there like you don’t know what I’m talking about.”

I pressed my back against the pillows, trying to put as much distance as I could between us without moving.

“You’re hiding things from me,” he continued, his voice growing darker. “Don’t think I don’t see it. I know it’s because of him.” My lips parted in confusion, and before I could ask, he spat out, “Alex.” The venom in his tone was palpable.

“That bastard has gotten to you, hasn’t he? Why did you let him?” His eyes flared with fury as he leaned closer.

I stared at him, refusing to dignify his accusation with a response. My silence seemed to provoke him further.

Nathan sighed, a sound that was far from calm or collected. “You know,” he said, his voice lowering, “I didn’t want it to have to come to this.” He leaned back, but the menace in his demeanor didn’t lessen. “But you’re still mine, Raina. Do you hear me? Mine. And until I say otherwise, you don’t get to be with another man.”

My hands clenched the blanket tightly. How dare he? The audacity of his words ignited a fire within me.

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“That aside,” he continued, his voice rising, “what the hell are you doing in a hospital? And why didn’t anyone think to tell me?” His sudden yell made me flinch. My pulse quickened, my mind racing for an escape, but I told myself I couldn’t let him win.

I swallowed my fear and straightened my back. “I’m not yours,” I said firmly, my voice steady despite the chaos inside me. “Not yours. Not Alex’s. No one’s.”

He blinked, stunned for a moment by my boldness.

“And who do you think you’re talking to?” I snapped. “Your toy? Your property? Get this through your thick head—I owe you nothing. Not an explanation, not my loyalty, not even a damn phone call.” Nathan’s jaw tightened, his face darkening as my words sunk in.

“I wanted to deal with my family’s issues first,” I said firmly, gripping the blanket draped over my lap. My voice didn’t waver, though my heart pounded against my ribcage. “Maybe have a conversation with you after. But now? Now I’m sure. You’re worse than Alex. A lot worse.” The twitch in his eye didn’t escape me. The corner of his mouth twitched too, the kind of movement that sent a warning through my veins.

“You need to leave,” I added, my tone sharp and unyielding.

Nathan tilted his head, his lips curling into a menacing smirk. He took a deliberate step toward me, his hand twitching as if he wanted to reach for my throat.

I instinctively leaned back, ready to scream for help, but I didn’t have to.

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