He had followed me. But I assumed he hadn't seen me, as I didn't see him, not even peeking. He hadn't sent his driver Jack to check or ask about me, but he stayed parked out front for five minutes.
When he left, I silently prayed that he hadn't seen me. This place was the only one I had. It is mine, and I couldn't let Arthur keep bothering me because I was certain he would do something, though I didn't know what. I feared that once I decided to divorce him, he would do something against me upon knowing my address. I had been very foolish and naive to trust that. But at least the following week, I heard nothing from him, although I did receive constant calls from my father's office demanding to see me, which wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
Seeing that Arthur had kept his distance, I
