I Used To Cling To Him At Night, Now I Turn My Back Chapter 09

I Used To Cling To Him At Night, Now I Turn My Back Chapter 09

The comments kept reminding me to stay awake.

A man as rigid as Callan would still throw conventio

Just then, the female lead called agam

It rang twice before Callan shot it off and silenced the call

1 steadied myself and ignored the interruption.

“Callan, Grandpa and Grandma have been gone for two years now.”

“You don’t owe my family anything anymore.

“You don’t have to keep up this sham of a marriage just because you feel duty–bound.”

Over the years, Callan had carried the Cross family back from the brink.

He’d paid off enormous debts and recruited some of the best talent in the industry.

Whenever people spoke of the once–crumbling Cross family, the story was always the same.

The one who saved it had been an adopted son.

Without Callan, I probably would’ve lost everything long ago.

The car rolled to a stop beneath the covered parking area at the villa.

The overhead lights flickered, casting shifting shadows across Callan’s stunned face.

I unfastened my seat belt.

“I’ll explain the divorce to my parents myself.”

“You can finally live the life you want

“Starting today. neither of us owes the other anything

I was letting Callan ge

No matter how fightly rd tried to hold on, I was only ever a side character in his story. Someone

else’s supporting role

A man like Callan had never belonged to me

A warm hand suddenly wrapped around my wrist

The car door was already half open, but I couldn’t move another inch

His breath brushed against my ear

“I won’t allow it.”

“What?”

His grip tightened

His voice was firm, leaving no room for argument.

“Stop trying to push me away, I’m not divorcing you!

“Selene. You were the one who seduced me. And now you’re the one asking for a divorce?

“You pulled me into this forbidden mess. What makes you think you can just walk away

unscathed?”

My mind went completely blank.

How could he be so shameless?

Did he hate me so much that he’d rather destroy his own freedom than let me go?

From the back seat, Milo finally couldn’t hold himself back.

His wide eyes sparkled with curiosity.

“Uncle Callan, Aunt Selene, are you guys gonna fight?”

“I’ll just… get out of the car.”

“I’m not scared anymore. Lila and her husband always fight with their mouths.”

The comments were having the time of their lives.

[Milo’s living for this drama. Kid’s probably smashing the buttons on his smartwatch calling

everyone right now.]

[How could the side character be the one asking for a divorce? Everything the male lead did for the Cross family was basically building their future together. They’re already family.]

What were they even talking about?

I couldn’t think anymore.

Because Callan’s lips came down on mine–warm and desperate.