Chapter 9
“What are you doing? Who is this man?”
I hadn’t expected Luther to appear and pester me again. Any trace of alcohol–induced haze vanished instantly the moment I saw him.
“There’s nothing to talk about between us,” I said, pulling Dylan along to leave.
However, Luther wasn’t ready to let me go. He quickly spoke up. “I’ve already resolved everything with Sasha, Tabby. Please, give me one last chance.
“During the time you’ve been away, it was like there’s a hole in my heart. I didn’t realize how important you were to me until you were gone, Tabby.”
He kept repeating himself until I interrupted him. “Luther, all I feel for you now is disgust. Stop showing up in my life.”
“Do you think he really loves you?” Luther shouted at my back. “You’re divorced. How could he not mind that?”
Dylan tightened his grip on my hand. He looked into my eyes and said earnestly, “I don’t care, Tabby. All these years, I’ve been waiting for you.
“A few years ago, when I heard that you were married, I gave up hope. But when your uncle told me you were here in Nanderton… You have no idea how happy that made me.”
His hands were warm, radiating a sense of comfort I hadn’t felt in a long time.
I turned to Luther and said, “If you can find someone after getting divorced, why can’t I?”
Luther tried to close in on us again, but I threatened to call the police. Only then did he
back off.
After walking a few steps, I let go of Dylan’s hand. “Thank you for saying that to help me.‘
I assumed he had only said those things to spare me embarrassment.
But Dylan halted his steps and said seriously, “I meant every word I said just now, Tabby. But I understand that you’ve just come out of an unhappy marriage. I know you might have some reservations about me. I’m willing to take it slow and win your heart with sincerity, step by step.”
His words were so genuine that I didn’t know how to respond. So, I asked Dylan for some time to process everything.
When I got home, Andrea messaged me with the latest gossip. Apparently, the pregnant Sasha was unhappy with Luther having other female assistants.
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Chapter 9
“Well, since she climbed the ladder that way, it’s only natural for her to worry someone else might do the same,” Andrea said with a scoff.
Luther couldn’t stand her constant tantrums at the office anymore. During one of their fights, Sasha had tripped and miscarried. And so, she had lost the baby.
Afterward, Sasha had sobbed day and night. Luther had ended up giving her a lump sum of money. I found it funny that this was what he meant by having resolved things with Sasha.
Over time, my relationship with Dylan blossomed. I felt at ease and genuinely happy with him. Eventually, he proposed to me! And to my surprise, his parents didn’t mind my past.
We planned for our wedding to take place at the end of the year.
However, in the weeks leading up to my wedding, I began receiving calls from unknown numbers from my home country. Whenever I answered, no one spoke.
The day before my wedding, a call from that familiar number came in again.
I picked up the phone and said firmly, “Luther, I know it’s you. Stop doing this. I’m very happy with my life now, so please stop disturbing me.”
Luther said nothing and hung up.
Later, I learned that on the day of my wedding, Luther got heavily drunk and drove. He crashed into a guardrail and became permanently disabled.
But what did that have to do with me?
Dylan and I exchanged rings. With Uncle David and Grandma’s blessings, I got married
once more.
