My Cheating Boyfriend Thought I Was Obedient—So I Married Someone Else Chapter 16

My Cheating Boyfriend Thought I Was Obedient—So I Married Someone Else Chapter 16

I got settled in a new country. Learned to adjust to the time difference. The accent.

No tangled past dragging behind me. Even the air felt unfamiliar.

I didn’t get many peaceful days. Kael caught wind of my location and showed up outside my apartment building. A ghost that wouldn’t leave.

He was too familiar. His attitude too casual. Like there had never been any distance between us.

“Should’ve told me you wanted to study abroad. I would’ve sent you right after graduation. Saved you all this trouble.”

He looked around my tiny apartment. Displeased.

“I have a house near your campus. Move in. Two housekeepers already there. They can take care of

you.”

I kept my head down and sorted through my things. I didn’t answer.

A man like Kael-the harder you pushed, the closer he crowded in

So many times, I’d cry and scream at him. Fight with everything I had. He’d just find it amusing. When he was in a good mood, he’d soothe me. Most of the time, I was the one who backed down. I didn’t deliberately push him away this time. I just watched quietly as he circled around me. He made himself at home. Acted like my other half. Chased off every man who showed interest in

Looking down on them. Picking them apart. Complete contempt.

“Completely different breed. You’d really consider that?”

“Frat boy types. All swagger, no boundaries.”

“Roided-out gym rat. Smells like a locker room. Can’t believe he thought he had a shot with you.”

My coursework was impossibly heavy. Him occupying himself by driving people off actually saved me the trouble.

The food situation was just as brutal. Dorm food. Every meal. I didn’t move into his house, but

slowly I stopped refusing the two housekeepers Kael had brought.

They’d come from back home. Skilled in every kind of cuisine. I woke up, went to class, came back. That one taste of real food kept me alive.

Over the course of a year, Kael flew back and forth constantly.

Sometimes he’d stay a few days here, then take a midnight flight back for early meetings.

I heard from Jax that when Kael was home, someone asked what he was always flying overseas for

He answered like he was showing off. “My girlfriend’s studying abroad. I’m playing the supportive

partner.”

Jax called me on an international line. Frustrated beyond belief.

“I… just can’t with you.”

“How are you two back together again. You are actually a terminal case of stupid in love.”

He hesitated. “You’re over there studying. Eyes shut to the world. You see what he’s doing back

home?”

I folded down the corner of my page. My voice was calm.

“He found new women again?”

Jax went quiet. Hung up. Said nothing.