Scarlett POV
I’d finished lecturing my ex-husband, but walking back into the room and facing Delaney still made me feel a little guilty.
Before I could say anything, she asked, “What did your ex-husband want?”
“He wanted nothing. I went to him. I told him to stop meddling in other people’s business.”
I grabbed the pillow beside me and thumped it a few times, imagining Jaxen’s face underneath it.
“He’s insane. Sometimes I really want to send him to a psychiatric hospital and have someone check whether there’s actually something wrong with him.”
“You can’t send him there,” Delaney said dryly. “But he could probably have you checked whenever he wants.”
“That hurts.”
It really did.
Sometimes when I looked back at my marriage, I couldn’t help thinking about how badly I’d misjudged t
