Chapter 22
After a full day of flying all wanted was a decent night’s sleep at the hotel. But after being kept up all night by Selena, I fell asleep instantly once she drifted off, sinking into a deep, dreamless sleep.
The next morning, 1 woke up as soon as sunlight hit my face my body never tailed me Selena was still asleep, but beside her sat Zion,mily holding her hand and wiping it, like acaring parent watching over achild.
Noticing 1 wake, Zion pointed to a plastic begon the bedside table, silently signaling that breakfast was there. I didn’t decline; after an entire day without eating, my stomach was empty.
Once finished eating, Zion stood up, looking at me with an expression of calm resoher, “velady submitted a request for extended leave on your behalf to your company. You boss approved i
“Hudson, stay here and help selenathrough her treatment,”
It was only then that keamed selena had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder, and her suicide attempt had come after nearly two weeks of symptoms Sering my skepticisin, Zion handed mea thick medical file from the bedside table. It documented every detail of Selena’s diagnosis, episodes, and treatments.
He then pulled out a credit card from his porket and handed it to me. “This is Selena’s card. There are 800,000 dollars, Consider it a compensation for you staying and helping with her treatment
“if you agree to stay, we’ll make sure it’s worth your while. I didn’t change the password, you should know what it is better than i do.”
I didn’t take the card. For one, I didn’t need the money, and besides, I was Selena’s card. The whole thing felt distasteful, and I looked down on Zion’s approach, especially knowing he had kept Selena’s dugnosis from me.
*11 you knew all of this, why did you agree to the divorce in the first place? I’d known, maybe Selena wouldn’t have “Eldn’t even tuish my splatence before Zion cut me off.
“That’s because I was too arrogant,” he said. “I thought Trould help her get better on my own. But her treatment faded because you left.
“Hodson, Selena’s condition is partly your fault. You’re responsible for her.” He was practically seething, looking as though he could strangle me right there.
His anger didn’t faze me. After years of dealing with all kind of people, I wasn’t easily intimidated. And honestly, Lielt unfairly blamed. I had no idea about Selena’s condition
We had been married for years, and she never once brought it up. To say this was all my fat seemed complete unreasonable.
“I’m not agreeing to this,” said firmly “I’ve already filed for divorce, and we don’t hy kids, sa legally speaking, Selena and have no obligations to each other.”
wasn’t that didn’t want to heb Selena, but as her ex–husband, I didn’t feel it was my place awmore. Besides, I was already with sylvia.
Zion was visibly angry at my refusal. He shat me a dark look beloce breaking into a cold sel İr
“If you don’t agree, then I’m keeping your ID and phone,” he thened. “You won’t be able to have. Let’s see how handle that.”
His words made me suddenly realize was missing something I patted my pockets–empty. My phone and ID were gone.
To make a point, Zion pulled out my phone and waved it in front of me, a taunting, look his eyes. I tried to grab it back, but he quickly moved it out of my reach
Chapter 22
Chapter 22
After a full day of flying all I wanted was a decent night’s sleep at the hotel. But after being kept up all night by Selena, I fell asleep instantly once she drifted off, sinking into a deep, dreamless sleep
The next morning, I woke up as soon as sunlight hit my face–my body newr a caring parent watching over a child.
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Ime. Selena was still asleep, but beside her sat zion, gently holding her hand and wiping it, like
Noticing I was awake, Zlon pointed to a plastic bag on the bedside table, silently signaling that breakfast was there. 1 didn’t decline; after an entire day without eating, my stomach www.empty.
Once I finished eating, Zion stood up, looking at me with an expression of calm resolve. “I’ve already submitted a request for extended leave on your behalf to your company. Your boss approved IL
“Hodson, stay here and help Selena through her treatment.
It was only then that learned Selena had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder, and her sucide attempt had come after nearly two weeks of symptoms. Seeing my skepticism, Zion handed me a thick medical file from the bedside table. It documented every detail of Selena’s diagnosis, episodes, and treatments.
He then pulled out a credit card from his pocket and handed it to me. “This is Selena’s card. There are 800,000 dollars. Consider it a compensation for you staying and helping with her treatment.
“If you agree to stay, we’ll make sure it’s worth your while. I didn’t change the password; you should know what it is better than I do.”
I didn’t take the card. For one, I didn’t need the money, and besides, it was Selena’s card. The whole thing felt distasteful, and I looked down on Zion’s approach, especially knowing he had kept Selena’s dienosis from me
“If you knew all of this, why did you agree to the divorce in the first place? I’d known, maybe Selena wouldn’t have I didn’t even fish my bence before Zion cut me off “That’s because I was too arrogant,” he said. “I thought could help her get better on my own. But her treatment failed because you left
“Hodson, Selena’s condition is partly your fault. You’re responsible for her.” He was practically seething, looking as though he could strangle me right there.
His anger didn’t faze me. After years of dealing with all kinds of people, I wasn’t easily intimidated. And honestly, I felt unfairly blamed Chad no idea about Selena’s condition
We had been married for years, and she never once brought it up. To say this was all my fault seemed completely unreasonable.
“I’m not agreeing to this,” I said firmly. “I’ve already filed for divorce, and we don’t have any kids, so legally speaking, Selena and I have no obligations to each other.”
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to help Selena, burns het er–l
(-husband, Tdidn’t feel it was my place anymore. Besides, I was already with Sylvia
Zion was visibly angry at my refusal. Heshet me a dark look before breaking into a cold smile.
“If you don’t agree, then I’m keeping your ID and phone,” he threatened. “You won’t be able to leave. Let’s see how you handle that.”
His words made me suddenly realize I was missing something I patted my pockets–empry. My phone and were gone
To make a point, Zion pulled out my phone and waved it in front of me, aturing look in his eyes. I tried to grab it back, but he quickly moved it out of my reach.
