My Dear Deadly Husband

Chapter 15

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"Rose, do you want a mocha or a cappuccino?" Ryan asked through the kitchen.

Rose was on the couch skimming through a series of documents that Ryan gave to her about the divorce, although it would take a while until she would be able to file for a divorce.

"Any is fine," she said preoccupied.

A minute later, Ryan came to her with two mugs, steaming with freshly brewed coffee that got her attention.

"Here you are," he said, handing it over to her, "two of the finest coffee's made by the two finest hands."

Rose rolled her eyes and chuckled while taking the coffee and sipping on the warm beverage.

It was both creamy and smooth on her tongue but let the taste of the beans roll on her taste buds, filling her with a sensation of warmth and vitality.

"Are you sure you made this?" she teased.

He looked at her offended. "Of course."

Rose laughed at his expression. A weird face pulled by a serious man. It was quite amusing for her.

"So how's the progress going?" she asked, as Ryan sat down next to her.

Ryan made a thin line on his lips before smiling sheepishly.

"Not great if I'm being perfectly honest. He's got quite the sneaky system going on. Can't find anything on him," he replied.

"Really?" she asked downhearted. "How much longer do you think this will go on?" she asked.

He hummed and brought a hand to his locks.

"Well, it can take a few months minimum to get sufficient evidence but in reality, it will probably take a few years just to find something for someone as powerful as he is," he said honestly.

She quietly nodded her head in understanding but couldn't help but feel downtrodden.

She wasn't a person who was into business or law so she didn't understand it all. All she knew was that she wanted to get away from his crazy ass.

"I'll try to help as much as I can," she said solemnly.

Ryan smiled at her but before he could utter something, her mobile rang and disrupted the two.

At first they were both surprised at the sudden ringtone; she hadn't heard her phone ring since she was friend's with Marie and that had been a few months ago.

"Is that your phone?" Ryan asked.

Rose furrowed her eyebrows, "I think so?" she said unsure.

She quickly began to look for it, rummaging under the pile of documents and folders spread all across the living room.

She tried under the coffee table, under the carpet and even under the couch seat until she heard something drop in the kitchen.

Snapping her head toward the sudden noise, she looked over to see her phone vibrating on the ground.

"There it is," she said while scurrying over to it. "It must have fell of the kitchen counter."

She quickly grabbed it off the floor and looked at the contact name on the screen.

Her eyes became wide eyes and her body trembled in it's place.

"Who is it?" Ryan asked.

She didn't hear him the first time. Her mind was clouded with heavy thoughts while the name was buzzing about in the middle of the screen.