After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 180

Chapter 180

Mary nodded, trembling. Just then, her phone rang-it was saved as “Husband.”

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She was too weak to answer, so Yolanda helped her out, tapping the button and putting it on speaker.

An impatient male voice echoed through. “I'm on a business trip. | missed your call. Do you need something?”

His tone was way too cold for a husband.

Yolanda frowned as she heard Mary ask, “When are the kids coming home?”

“Why do you keep worrying about that? You're swamped with work anyway. The kids finally have a break-let

them enjoy themselves a bit. It’s not like they can just sit around at hall day, right? I'm heading out now, so

unless it's actually important, don’t call me. I've got stuff to do too.”

Mary was about to say something else, but he just hung up on her, cutting her off mid-sentence.

The “beep, beep, beep” from the phone was like the final curtain on the conversation; Mary let the breath she'd

been holding slowly slip away. Looking at Ms. Grant, she spoke gently, “Ms. Grant, you should go hand rest.

Sorry to trouble you last night.”

“Things aren’t good between you and your husband, are they?” Yolanda asked directly.

Yolanda caught onto something-guys were only this cold at hwhen they had something going on outside.

‘He must be messing around,” she thought.

Mary managed a smile, though it barely reached her eyes. “It's not really bad between us, just... pretty cold.

Honestly, I'm swamped at work-especially with all I've put into Starlight and dealing with the endless

from our female artists. There's only so much one person can handle. | hardly get any twith my husband and

kids these days. Money's about the only thing | can offer them to make up for it.”

Even if the folks at Starlight aren't exactly fond of me, having that 3% stake means my paycheck blows

everyone else’s out of the water. I'm the one holding down the whole fort, covering everything so my kids can go

to the best private school. My husband works too, but what he earns in a month barely comes close to what |

make in a week.

Yolanda, having been through it herself, couldn’t help but warn her, “Just keep an eye on him. His attitude toward

you is way too cold.”

She didn’t want to cright out and say he might be cheating-didn’t want to embarrass Mary.

Mary gave a silent nod and closed her eyes.

As Yolanda left the room, she made sure to close the door behind her.

It was just past 5:30 a.m., and the sky was barely starting to lighten. She stepped into the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand darted in, forcing them open again.

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Yolanda glanced at the guy who'd just stepped in. He was young, but the way he was looking at her made her

skin crawl.

Yolanda frowned, fished out her phone, and called lan.

lan was lounging in his car, rubbing his tired eyes. “You're heading home?”

“Yeah, I'm just leaving the public hospital. Should be hin twenty minutes,” Yolanda said.

lan was filming today, so he got up at 4 a.m.

He yawned as he looked toward the hospital.

He'd gotten up early just to see Yolanda, but he was way too nervous to go up and say hi. So he just waited

quietly outside, hoping for a glimpse before he had to run off to set.

He was driving that van Yolanda had bought for him, packed top to bottom with his stuff-enough that even if he

had no assistant, he could still take care of everything himself while parked outside the studio.

Yolanda stepped out of the elevator and was about to turn the corner when she heard footsteps behind her.

Instinctively, she turned to check, but before she could react, a rough hand slammed over her mouth. The

handkerchief reeked of chemicals, and as she struggled, the world spun-she could barely keep from blacking

out,

Eric Long couldn't take it anymore. Yolanda wasn't just a stunner-her body was something else. As he gripped

her wrist, her skin felt velvety soft under his fingers, making his heart race.

Eric thought, ‘If | could have her tonight, it'd be pure ecstasy.

Swallowing hard, unable to hold himself back, he dragged her straight toward the storage room, not caring who

might see.

The storage room was about twenty square meters, basically the janitors’ broom closet, with nothing inside but a

single cramped sofa.

As Eric pushed the door open, the stale, moldy smell assaulted their senses.

Yolanda was running on pure survival instincts, fighting desperately. In her frantic struggle, she accidentally

landed a stinging slap across his face.

Eric's head jerked to the side, his eyes twisted with malice. Without hesitation, he threw her down hard onto the

sofa.

“You little bitch, you looking for trouble?” he spat, his voice low and dangerous.

lan had been waiting outside for five minutes, but Yolanda still hadn't shown up. ‘Didn't she say she was on her

way out?’ he wondered.

He pulled on his hat and mask and headed into the hospital lobby.

There was just one nurse working the front desk, so he walked over to her and asked, “Hey, did you see

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anyone leave through here just now?”

Even with most of his face covered up, that killer physique and magnetic presence still made him look

ridiculously handsome.

The nurse shook her head, then hesitated. Yolanda’s striking appearance made her memorable, so the nurse

kind of recalled seeing her earlier.

It helped that there'd only been one emergency surgery tonight, and, to be honest, Yolanda was seriously good-

looking-kind of hard to forget.

“She didn’t cdown. You might want to try upstairs; her room’s 306 on the third floor,” the nurse replied.

lan headed up to the third floor and peeked through the window of room 306. Mary was fast asleep, but Yolanda

was nowhere in sight.

Frowning, he headed back down to the first floor. In a gentle voice, he called out, “Ms. Grant?”

It was still early, so lan made sure to keep his voice down, not wanting to wake anyone.

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from a nearby small room. lan walked over, trying to see what was happening

inside.

But the door was locked up tight, and there was no way to see anything.

It seemed pitch dark in there, so he headed to the front desk and asked the nurse on duty, “What's that room

over there? | thought | heard snoise.”

“Oh, that’s the cleaners’ break room. Probably just someone who pulled an all-nighter and hasn't left yet,” she

replied.

lan nodded, about to walk away almost on autopilot.

But suddenly, another sound cfrom inside the room, making him freeze.

Yolanda’s mouth was clamped shut so hard she could barely gasp for air. Desperate, she kicked at the wall again

and again, hoping someone-anyone-would hear her and crunning.

Eric squeezed her neck even tighter, a wild, nervous edge to his voice. “Try moving one more damn tand I'll

end you right here!”

Summoning the last bit of strength she had, Yolanda sank her teeth into the fleshy part between his thumb and

index finger-and seized the chance to cry out, “lan!”

lan was about to leave when he heard her voice. Without hesitating, he kicked the door open.

The heavy stench of mold rushed out as he flicked on the flickering yellow light. There was Yolanda, being firmly

pinned down by a strange man.

The nurse at the doorway had been ready to yell at lan for breaking the door, but when she saw what was

happening inside, she froze in shock and let out a terrified scream.

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Rage surged in lan’s eyes. He strode over, hauled Eric upright, and delivered a vicious kick straight to his

stomach.

Eric spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, certain a few of his ribs had snapped.

Jan seized Eric's head and slammed it hard into the wall-three brutal times-splattering the surface with streaks

of blood.

Yolanda was barely holding on, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

The nurse, finally snapping out of her shock, rushed over and grabbed fan's arm.

“Stop! I'll call the police right now and explain everything. You don’t want to get in trouble over this guy. Go see

if your girlfriend’s okay!” she pleaded.

She figured that with how worked up lan was, Yolanda must be his girlfriend.

lan snapped to his senses, turned quickly, and pulled Yolanda into his arms. “Ms. Grant... it's alright. You're safe

now.”

Yolanda’s eyes stayed clear and focused, but she couldn't stop trembling all over-from the lingering fear.

She curled up in his embrace, her lips still shaking.

lan scooped her up and marched out of the room, holding her close. “You're safe now.”

Yolanda didn’t say a word. Her face was white as a sheet, but her gaze stayed unwavering and calm.

lan settled her gently into the van, his hand steady on her back. “Don’t be scared.”

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