Chapter 1071

For three hours, Natalie couldn't reach Skylar, and she was on the verge of calling the police, terrified Skylar might do something drastic. Too many young women, she thought, were getting caught up in their feelings and making rash decisions these days.

Skylar laughed. “I’m fine. The news about Joe and Lizzie’s engagement is misleading. Joe and I are doing well; we haven’t divorced.” She noticed Joe watching her intently and added, “And we don’t plan to.”

Natalie was clearly confused. “What’s going on?”

“I’ll explain everything tomorrow,” Skylar replied. “Don’t worry, and don’t believe everything you read online.”

Natalie remained puzzled. “Okay, as long as you’re alright. But you have to tell me everything tomorrow. You have no idea how worried I’ve been.”

“Alright, alright, Ms. Jakeman. I’ll apologize tomorrow.”

“Deal.”

After the call, Skylar looked at Joe. He confronted her directly: “Do you remember Elliott?”

Skylar was surprised. She hadn’t realized how petty Joe could be. “I’ve met him. Yes, I remember,” she replied honestly.

Joe narrowed his eyes, moved closer, and wrapped his hands around her waist. His earlier touch had left marks, and his grip now sent a jolt of pain through her.

“Ouch…” she gasped.

“Where does it hurt?” he asked immediately.

“Right where you’re squeezing me,” Skylar replied, her eyes brimming with tears. She hadn’t felt much during her shower, though she’d seen the red marks. She hadn’t dared to fully remember Joe’s grip.

As his gaze fell to his hands, he instinctively released her. Her waist was so slender; he could easily have injured her. He’d gripped her too hard, caught up in the moment. He’d been excessive earlier in bed. Looking at Skylar, whose eyes were slightly red, he felt she was silently accusing him. “I’m sorry,” he finally said.

“Just don’t do that again,” Skylar replied gently, rubbing her waist. The area was still sore, and her legs ached. Descending from the bedroom, she felt as if she were walking on cotton. Joe was too indulgent in bed; the more restrained he pretended to be, the more aggressive he became behind closed doors.

Joe’s demeanor softened. “I’ll be more gentle tonight.”

“Tonight?” Skylar was surprised. She wondered where he found the energy.

The doorbell rang. Joe answered it. Seeing who it was, he turned back to Skylar. “Lizzie’s here. Do you want to see her?”