Chapter Eighteen

Gwen.

“Gwen!!”

His voice reverberated in the living room, and my heart stopped beating. My breathing stopped as I counted from one to three. In my mind, I pray for Henry not to lash out at me.

“Where do you think you're taking my child to Gwen?” He yelled.

Slowly I turned and truly he was mad….no he looked super mad.

I hugged Jasmine tighter for my comfort, she also held me close much to my relief.

“I’m taking my child out from this home Henry,” I said trying to make my voice sound as firm as I could. Even though my inside was all shaky and mushy.

He glared at me and my eyes connected with the phone that was still hanging on his hand.

‘Was he still on a call with his mistress?’

Feeling my gaze on the phone in his hand, he mumbled something I couldn’t hear before putting the phone down. After that, he made his way to me and I took conscious steps back.

“You aren’t taking my daughter out of my house Gwen. This is her house and she belongs here!” I shook my head frantically.

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