Page 114 of Surrendering to the Obsession

Before she could respond, the door opened.

Both Mia and the woman looked toward it.

Sawyer stepped into the room.

The woman turned away from Mia and faced him. Her voice was cold, clipped, and full of finality.

“I want a divorce. I won’t live with a cheater.”

The transformation in Sawyer was instant.

The cold, composed man Mia had seen till now completely fell apart. His eyes went wide, his face drained of color—he looked like someone had ripped his soul out of his body.

“What the hell, Ellie? I’m not cheating on you! Why would you even bring up divorce?!”

“It’s final.” Ellie closed her eyes, her voice steady and decisive. “My suitcase is packed. I’m leaving right now. Send me my share of the property—otherwise, I’ll take it myself.”

She turned sharply to go, but Sawyer’s hand shot out. He grabbed her arm and yanked her back, pulling her to face him before she could take another step.

“I told you I’mnotcheating on you!” he repeated desperately.

Ellie rolled her eyes dramatically and glared at him with open suspicion.

Meanwhile—

Mia burst out laughing.

She couldn’t help it.

Sawyer—who always acted like a dangerous, powerful badass—now looked like a panicked little boy about to faint because his crush told him she didn’t want him. His expression looked like he was seconds away from fainting.

It was so ridiculous she couldn’t hold the laughter in.

Ellie snapped her head toward Mia, her eyes icy. “I’m not interested in this man anymore. I’ll divorce him and take half of his property. You can keep him.”

“Jesus Christ,” Sawyer snapped, finally losing his patience. In one swift move, he grabbed Ellie’s arm, spun her around, and scooped her up bridal-style.

Ellie went wild instantly—kicking, squirming, smacking his shoulder as if she were fighting for her life.

“Let go of me!” she shouted. “I go out of the country forthree daysand you bring a girl home behind my back?! Sawyer Stark, I swear to God, I’m going to marry your sister in two days and haunt you for the rest of your life! I’ll kiss her in front of you and spend my wedding night inyourbed!”

Sawyer didn’t even flinch. Her flailing arms hit nothing but solid muscle as he tightened his grip, carrying her like she weighed nothing.

“Yeah, yeah,” he muttered, unfazed, dodging her attempts to smack his shoulders as he marched toward the bed.

Instead of placing her down gently, he sat on the bed with her still in his arms, locking her firmly on his lap as she continued to wiggle like an angry cat.

Sawyer lifted his free hand—the other arm still locked tightly around Ellie’s waist to keep her from escaping—and pointed straight at Mia.

“That’s my sister!”

Ellie froze mid-struggle. She slowly turned her head, staring at Sawyer… then at Mia… then back at Sawyer.

“You’re such a liar,” she snapped. “You do not have two sisters. I’ve known you since you were running around in Spiderman underwear. I know your entire family tree. Where did this new ‘sister’ sprout from?”

“My cousin,” Sawyer corrected instantly. “Mom finally found her long-lost sister. Mia’s her daughter.”

Ellie’s expression shifted so fast it was almost comical.