Just finished Goodbye Forever Ex-Husband Novel - Chapter 278

Chapter 278 ... :. Chapter 278 ISADORA'S POV 63 10 vouchers My boss wasn't around at the moment , and there were no customers to attend to or keep me busy , so yeah ... I could spare some time . The silence of the café pressed against me , the low hum of the refrigerator and the faint clink of a clock the only sounds breaking it . I hated silence , it gave me too much room to think , too much space for my bitterness to swirl around inside my head . But today , silence might be useful . It left room for something else . For him .

" Of course ," I said , gesturing toward the table by the window . I slipped my apron off with deliberate care , trying not to look as though my pulse had just quickened . My fingers fumbled slightly as I hung it on the hook , and then I slid into the seat opposite him . I quickly studied his posture , the measured way he moved , how his eyes seemed to weigh and strip apart everything they landed on . He wasn't just Olivia's uncle . He was dangerous , and that both unnerved and thrilled me . " Now tell me , young lady , what's your name ? " he asked .

His tone was casual , but there was an undercurrent there , something sharp . " I'm Isadora ," I replied . He repeated my name under his breath , as if testing the sound of it , then nodded slowly . " Okay , Isadora . You managed to get my attention from what you said earlier , so I have a few questions to ask ." He leaned forward just slightly , his eyes pinning me . " Why do you hate Olivia exactly ? " I let out a small laugh , though it sounded more bitter than amused . I knew why I hated her .

I could feel it burning in me like acid eating through steel but sometimes the words tangled in my throat . Hatred that deep didn't always translate neatly into sentences . " Well , " I began , dragging my fingers across the edge of the table to ground myself . " It's kind of hard to explain , but my hatred for her revolves around her taking something from me ." " Really ? " He tilted his head , the corners of his lips twitching into something between curiosity and recognition . " Then I guess we're riding the same boat , miss . Because she also took something from me .

" He reached into the brown bag he'd been holding and pulled out his coffee , setting it on the table as if he had all the time in the world . I blinked . Didn't he just get that to go ? Why drink it here ? " She took something from you ? " I asked , unable to hide my intrigue . " What could that possibly be ? " He didn't answer right away . Instead , he peeled back the lid of his cup and took a long , deliberate sip , letting the silence stretch until it prickled at my skin . Then he leaned back " Before we start talking about my side , " he said smoothly , " let's talk about your side .