Scarlett POV
The missed call from Christina showed up right before her text.
I didn’t answer either.
Replying too fast would tell her I’d been screening.
My wolf didn’t like the sudden interest. She sat up, ears forward, suspicious.
Christina had always been kind to me.
That didn’t change the fact that her son was the reason I still slept with one eye open.
I closed the chat and went back to work.
My mind wouldn’t stay quiet.
Why would Jaxen suddenly want a second chance?
He had never loved me.
The prenup was still sitting in my files, cold, clinical proof of exactly how little I’d been worth to him.
Three years of marriage had taught me one simple lesson: a good mother-in-law doesn’t cancel out a husband who treats you like an afterthought.
A knock pulled me out of it.
