Chapter 410

The black van pulled up at what used to be their marital home. Once the engine stopped, the driver didn’t dare glance back—he simply opened the door and walked off. A moment later, William Turner stepped out, wrapping his jacket around the woman in his arms. The hem of her long dress brushed the ground, gleaming under the lights, but none of that compared to the slight blush painting her stunning face in that moment. The housekeeper saw them and gasped in delight. "Ma’am’s back!" she blurted, then, not quite getting the mood, added a bit too brightly, "Sir, should I make her some sobering tea to take up?" Sobering tea? That was the last thing William wanted. Chloe Grace being drunk was exactly what he needed—he still had questions for her tonight. He turned her down with a cool look. The maid, though she didn’t dare say anything out loud, couldn’t help but think: No wonder she left—he really doesn’t know how to care for her. But William didn’t pause. Still in his shoes, he carried Chlo