Thorns Grow After Betrayal (Celeste and Chester) novel Chapter 110

Celestine felt the grip on her wrist suddenly loosen.

Without hesitation, she shoved the man away and drove her knee hard into his side.

"Get off me! Get the hell away!"

She pushed Chester with all her strength, fingers digging desperately for the door handle.

One hand clung stubbornly to the car door.

"Celestine, don't push me!"

Chester yanked her back, pinning her down. "Quit acting up. Don't even think about running. Even if someone sees us, remember, we're married. Legally married."

A wave of despair crashed over Celestine.

Why was he still holding on, even when things were already so broken?

So it's really possible, she thought, for a person's body and soul to be completely disconnected.

To do this—without love, without conscience—just because you can.

Disgust rose, churning in her stomach.

As Chester moved in on her again, Celestine's nausea finally overtook her and she retched.

"Celly, what's wrong?"

Chester froze, for once sounding almost concerned.

Celestine's face twisted in agony. Clamping a hand over her mouth, she shoved him away and, in the chaos, slapped him twice across the face.

She flung open the car door and stumbled out into the night.

Chester, irritated and unsatisfied, scrambled after her.

He caught up just in time to see that the distress on Celestine's face had vanished.

"You're playing games with me!" He reached for her again.

Celestine was ready this time—she bolted.

But she ran straight into a solid wall of someone's chest.

Startled, she looked up and met a pair of cold, stormy gray eyes.

"Mr. Prescott..." she muttered, breathless.

Gideon gently pulled her closer, tucking her head against his chest. His eyes narrowed, locking onto Chester as he approached.

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