Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 94

He didn't believe the betrayal itself was wrong.

He genuinely thought that as long as he hadn't given away her official title, he had done right by her.

"Lawrence," she said softly. "You really aren't worth wasting my time anymore."

Lawrence's gaze turned predatory and cold.

He would rather Wren yell at him, hate him, or fight with him.

Anything but hear her say that.

Not worth it.

Those three words felt like she was surgically removing him from her life.

"Withdraw the lawsuit," he demanded coldly.

"No."

"Don't push me."

Wren met his eyes. "What are you going to do? Restrict me from seeing Leo? Suppress Stellaris? Or keep parading Willow around to disgust me?"

Lawrence's face was livid.

Wren enunciated every word, "You can do all of those things. But I still won't withdraw."

Just outside the seating area, Julian and Phoebe hadn't gone far.

They didn't intrude, but they stayed where she could see them.

Lawrence noticed them, of course.

That suffocating feeling of losing control grew heavier.

In the past, there was no one standing behind Wren.

When she was wronged, she just had to endure it.

When the Whitaker family pressured her, she could only back down.

When she was humiliated at the Langford estate, no one stood up for her.

But things were different now.

Phoebe would intercept people for her.

Julian would wait for her.

Harrison even dared to confront him to his face.

As she slipped out of his grasp, she was being caught by a whole new circle.

That realization infuriated Lawrence even more than the lawsuit itself.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Wren's wrist.

"Come with me."

Wren's expression shifted.

"Let go."

Lawrence tightened his grip.

"There are things we need to discuss at home."

"There's nothing left for us to discuss in private."

Julian was by their side almost instantly.

"Mr. Langford, let her go."

Lawrence shot him a withering look, his voice freezing. "This is between me and my wife."

Julian didn't back down.

"She told you to let go."

People in the lobby were starting to stare.

The grip on Wren's wrist flared with pain.

She looked at Lawrence, a spark of anger finally igniting in her eyes.

"Lawrence, is controlling people the only thing you know how to do?"

Lawrence's fingers went momentarily rigid.

Taking advantage of the pause, Wren yanked her hand free.

An angry red mark was already blooming around her wrist.

Julian frowned when he saw it.

"Go put some ice on that."

Wren shook her head. "I'm fine."

Watching their exchange, Lawrence's face darkened ominously.

"Wren, do you really need him playing white knight right now?"

Before Wren could respond, Phoebe scoffed from the side.

"Mr. Langford, the most basic decency for an adult is not to physically drag a woman who doesn't want to go with you in someone else's office."

Lawrence turned his glare on her.

Phoebe didn't yield an inch. "Especially a woman who is currently suing you for divorce."

The lobby grew even quieter.

Lawrence's expression hit absolute rock bottom.

Wren, however, suddenly felt a profound sense of calm.

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