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Chapter 11
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Chapter 11 Chapter 11 No Room for a Third Party in My Marriage Eric was as sharp-tongued as ever. I almost wanted to give him a thumbs-up.

Jeremiah's expression grew darker as he hissed through gritted teeth, "Eric, this is betweenand my wife. What does have to do with an outsider like you?" Then, he grabbed my hand. "Cwith me!" Before I could react, he yankedout of my seat. But another hand gripped my other arm firmly before Jeremiah could dragfar.

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I was startled and turned to see Eric holding me. There was clear concern in his eyes, and his expression was cold as he confronted Jeremiah. "If there's anything you have to say, you can say it here." Jeremiah's eyes were stormy, and his grip on my hand tightened. "This is between us. What does it have to do with you, Eric? Let go!" Iwas caught between the two men. I could sense their tension escalating rapidly.

We were at a restaurant, and it was lunch hour. Their commotion drew the attention of several onlookers, and I didn't want to be the center I turned to Eric and said, "Please let go, Mr. Flint. He won't hurt me, and I can ensure my safety.

Plus, there are things we need to discuss." Eric's gaze was deep and unreadable as he stared at me. There seemed to be emotions that couldn't be deciphered. After a brief silence, he released his grip and reminded me, "Ca I smiled. "Got it." Jeremiah's anger flared once he noticed my smile. He draggedout of the restaurant and shovedinto his car which was parked by the side of the road.

I calmly settled into the passenger seat and watched him slam the door shut after getting in. Just as I thought he'd drive away, he sat in silence.

That made sense. He couldn't bear to leave Elsa on her own.

Jeremiah's gaze was dark and filled with rage. He eyedsuspiciously as he questioned, "Tell me, is Eric the reason you're insisting on a divorce? I burst out laughing sarcastically. "A filthy heart sees filth in everything." His face turned purple with rage. "How dare you?" I cut him off with a sigh, "Jeremiah, my decision to divorce you has nothing to do with Eric. It's because I no longer have feelings for you, and you clearly feel the stoward me." Jeremiah froze as a flicker of panic and guilt flashed in his eyes.

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Before he could respond, I continued, "Since we don't love each other anymore, let go. There's no need to keep tormenting me. It'll only make you look petty." Jeremiah frowned deeply. There was wrath in his tone as he snapped, "What do you mean by letting go? Are you saying being withis tormenting?"

"Yes!" I looked him straight in the eye and admitted to it without hesitation. make Since I was going to make clear, I might as well-expose all the I going everything painful truths.

"You stay late at work with Elsa, defend her, and take care of her when she's sick. You've done so much for her, but as your wife, wha have you done for me? You forgot my birthday and that I'm allergic to roses. When I'm unwell, all you do is tellto take my meds. Do you think I can't survive without your reminder to take my meds? "I'm telling you, I won't allow a third party in my marriage!"

Having bottled up my grievances for so long, letting it all out now feltm llout now refreshing it was as if a heavy weight had finally been lifted off my chest.