My Husband’s Other Self Loved Me Chapter 06

My Husband’s Other Self Loved Me Chapter 06

On the soft, king-sized bed, the ember of a cigarette glowed

in the darkness.

The man sat up, his back a canvas of fresh scratches.

Sloane hugged his arm and asked casually, “Malachi, when are you going to divorce her?”

“We can’t keep sneaking around like this forever. The internet

is already full of people calling me a homewrecker.”

The moment the words left her mouth, the man, who had his

back to her, suddenly spun around.

The glowing tip of the cigarette was pressed directly into Sloane’s delicate wrist.

The smell of burning flesh filled the air.

Sloane couldn’t even scream.

Because in the next second, a hand closed around her throat.

The intense pressure cut off her air, and she clawed desperately at his arm.

She couldn’t understand why the man who had just been holding her now wanted to kill her.

In the dim light, Sloane was thrown to the floor like a piece of

trash.

Malachi looked down at her, his gaze terrifyingly cold.

“You want me to divorce Greer?”

“A woman like you, passed around by so many men, thinks

she can even compare to her?”

“Touching you makes me sick.”

Sloane, having barely escaped with her life, coughed

violently and scrambled away, desperate to put distance

between them.

But her hair was seized in a fist.

The man stared down at her, his eyes filled with an

uncontrollable killing intent.

“Letting you die would be too easy.”

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“You all hurt Greer behind my back, time and time again. I’ll collect on every single debt.”

Malachi said flatly, “I’m going to make you wish you were

dead.”