“Long time no see, my dear wife.”
The moment she turned her head, Amelia had frozen on the spot.
The man standing behind her back was young, refined, and handsome. He had short, slightly curled black hair and a pair of fascinating deep grey eyes. When he met Amelia’s gaze, he gave her this bright, and charming smile. His voice was soft and low as whispering. But it awakened the deepest fear buried in Amelia’s heart.
It was Ian. Her ex-husband and her biggest nightmare.
Amelia tried to escape, but Ian grabbed her by her neck and then smashed her into the wall beside the door.
“Where do you think you are going, Wife?” He kept his charming smile, squeezing Amelia’s neck, lifting her into the air, so she could utter no sounds for help.
He tightened his grip on her throat little by little
