Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 867

Felix looked deranged, staring at Claire with rabid intensity. "I waited outside the hospital for three hours today. Then I waited outside your hotel for four more. I waited seven hours for you, and you were out with another man!"

"Did you forget what today is?!"

He sounded like a devoted husband catching a cheating wife.

The sound of his voice instantly killed Claire's good mood.

She frowned, bewildered by his sudden ambush. "What is today?"

Felix flinched as if she had struck him.

He shot a lethal glare at Wilbur before turning back to her. "It's our anniversary."

Claire blinked in confusion. Then, mirroring the exact tone of careless disdain he had always used with her, she replied, "Is that supposed to be a big deal? We're adults. Who still celebrates things like that?"

Hearing his own toxic words thrown back in his face felt like a knife to the gut.

"But you used to love celebrating it," he gritted out.

"Key words: used to. If you hadn't flaked on me last week, the ink on our divorce papers would be dry. Hell, I could be celebrating our one-week divorce anniversary right now."

Her words were a brutal reality check, instantly extinguishing his fiery indignation.

In its place, a dark, suffocating obsession took root.

Desperate, he lunged forward, wrapping a vice grip around her wrist. "Come home with me."

Claire fought back instantly. "That's not my home!"

"You used to say it was! You decorated it! You planted those succulents! If you don't come water them, they're going to die! And the closet—"

Claire tried to wrench her arm free.

His grip was iron-clad, leaving angry red marks on her skin.

Furious, she cut him off. "So what? Everything has an expiration date. When something expires, you throw it in the trash."

The metaphor sliced cleanly through his chest, leaving him bleeding out.

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