Chapter 145
DEMI
I’ve had a rather eventful set of days since the photos leaked. I narrowly escaped the lechers that tried to attack me on the street. Y
ou’d think my day got worse when I returned to the mansion and got kicked out but NO, that was my idea of a blissful end to a shit show. Things couldn’t have panned out better that night.
Despite my relief over my impending divorce, I wasn’t prepared for the media hate. It’s nothing like I’ve witnessed before. It’s been ten times more hellish. I even had to stay at Amanda Regan’s place after some displeased Ashley fans pelted eggs at me and trailed me towards Anna’s home. I couldn’t bring myself to draw the heat to her.
"Ignore them. Everything will blow over soon." Mrs. Regan assured me after she took me in. Her kids were not around and she was beyond ecstatic to have some company. I managed to get a call across to Anna in case she was worried about me.
When I overheard Asher’s drunken slur complaining about his fixed engagement to Michelle and how trapped he felt, I figured I could help him out in exchange for a favor he couldn’t refuse.
"What do you want?" Asher growls at me while Anna pretends to fuss around her kitchen. I ignore his condescending stare and cross my legs on the couch.
"I want you to make sure that nothing affects my divorce from your brother." I lean forward, matching the ire in his eyes. "I want you, Asher, to expedite that process as soon as possible."
He scoffs at me. "Is that all? I would love nothing more than to have you permanently separated from my family, as I am sure Ashley does too."
The part about Ashley is a lie if Ashley’s incessant calls and apologetic texts are any indication but I cheerily choose to gloss over the lie. Asher flicks a gaze towards Anna and his eyes steam. "Is there anything else you’re not telling me about your best friend here? Any more surprises I should be aware of?"
"Don’t bring her into this." I caution him but true to form, he pretends like I don’t exist and remains focused on Anna.