The Villainess Filed for Divorce—Now the ML Wants Her Back! Chapter 07

Then I noticed it. The comments were back, just because I was near Damian.

[The plot’s going off the rails! Why did the Villainess run? And the Male Lead is chasing her?]

[Right! Where’s our baby girl?]

[Why am I weirdly into the Male Lead and the Villainess together?]

[Same! I swear the Male Lead got furious the second he saw that doctor!]

[ML, just carry your wife home and have your way with her. I’d watch that!]

[Take her home. I wanna see the smut.]

[That last one was bold, but she said what I was thinking.]

I stared at the thirsty comments, dazed.

But Damian wasn’t letting it go.

“My phone got lost the first day of my trip. Too much was going on. I didn’t get to deal with it. So what did

you send me?”

I pulled up the screenshot and held out my phone.

[Sterling Group CEO spotted at the coast with his lover–inseparable and way too good together.]

The faces were blurry, but anyone who knew him could tell it was Damian.

Damian frowned at the photo for a long moment, like he was thinking,

I was about to speak when he said, “Is this why you want a divorce?”

I froze and stared at him, eyes wide.

Damian had me pinned against the wall, his eyes rimmed red.

“Evelyn, you scared the hell out of me. You really gonna end us without a single word?”

“You did it. What’s there to explain?”

“Did you give me a chance to explain?”

Damian’s big hand gripped my arm. I felt his hand tremble, just barely.

Then his voice came out rough. “That day at the coast, it wasn’t just me and Chloe. Ethan was there too.”

“And we weren’t there for fun. We were at a restaurant by the beach for a work meeting.”

“We heard a kid scream and ran over. There were three of us. Ethan was cropped out of that photo.”

I stared at him, confused. This wasn’t what the comments said.

Wasn’t Damian supposed to fall for Chloe–on that trip and sleep with her?

He saw the doubt on my face and rushed to explain. “Evelyn, do you really think I’m that easy?”

I opened my mouth but had no idea what to say. Then Damian yanked me into his arms.

He held me too tight. It was uncomfortable, so I struggled.

“Damian, let go!”

“No.”

“You’re hurting me.”

Only then did he loosen his grip. He lowered his head, eyes locked on me.

His big hand stroked my cheek. His thumb brushed my lips.

He asked, his voice low and tired. “So you still haven’t told me who that man was.”

Just to be contrary, I turned my head away. “Why should l’explain anything to you?”

“Because you’re my wife!”

“Who’s your w-”

Then he kissed me, fast and hard, cutting me off mid–sentence.

It was insane. But it was also kind of hot, and I liked it. Sue me.

Before I could push him away, the comments lost it.

[Holy shit, this is hot!]

[Let me be the Villainess for one day. Just one.]

[I’m officially announcing it. I love the ML and the Villainess together.]

[That moment when the ML blocked the door! I’m dead. That’s so hot.]

[The way he just kisses her. Oh my God. I love it.]

[The ML doesn’t waste words. He just goes for it.]