82. CONCEIVING FOR HIM

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• Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge   109. AMENDMENTS

  LUCASOne minute, her lips were wrapped around my dick and the next, there was a doctor checking her whilst she lay on my bed, unconscious.I barely had time to pull up my pants before I was calling the doctor. My private doctor. Thank God he lived close by and owed me more than a few favors.He asked what happened, I had to tell him. He was judging me with his eyes until now. I did not give a shit about what he thought, though. I just needed to know that she was fine."What's up?" I asked him after he sighed and moved away from her. He shrugged.“Nothing serious,” he said, finally. “She was stressed. Probably overwhelmed. It might be connected to her recent head injury—this kind of fatigue can come and go. She just needed to rest like the hospital advised. Let her sleep through it. No meds, no panic. Just rest.”I nodded whilst watching her lay there, completely still, the sheets barely moving with each breath. I stood at the edge of the room with my arms folded and a clenched jaw. I

• Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge   108. ONLY STABLE MEMORY

  CLARA Two extra days. That was how long they kept me after the whole… episode. Zayn’s visit had been a blur of confusion, shouting, and tears. I didn’t know who he was, but he kept saying my name like he had a claim to it. He’d raised his voice, almost grabbed my wrist and that had been enough to send me spiraling. The nurse had burst in just in time, and everything after that was just what it was… bleak, hard to understand. Now, we were leaving. Finally. The nurses wheeled me out, and Lucas walked beside me. His hand was on my shoulder the entire time, gently, possessively. I leaned into it like it was the only familiar thing I had left in this world. He helped me into the back of his car himself, not the driver, not anyone else. Him. The way he buckled my seatbelt made me smile. “You’re treating me like a baby,” I murmured, teasing. “You scared the hell out of me,” he said simply. “You don’t get to complain.” I laughed a little, I still had a headache. He shu

• Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge   107. THE BIG FALL

  CLARA Nobody was telling me anything. So I went to work the next day, hoping for explanations. I walked into the premises and there were people all around, construction workers. The company was under renovation. The former name of the company was pulled down and the spot was left bare. Everyone was moving around, no one paid any attention to me. I took out my phone and immediately tried to dial Fred. The call went straight voicemail. My personal assistant had been talking sketchily all this while. She was not here like she said she was. Why had she lied? I was confused. So confused, so scared. I stayed standing there until one of the construction workers actually walked up to me and asked, "Sorry ma'am. Are you looking for someone?" I shook my head. "Not just someone. Everyone. What's happening here?" My voice was really shaky as I spoke. He stared at me weird, then finally said, "This place is under renovation. The owner, Mr Lucas Sinclair just got the place from Mr G

• Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge   106. GETTING AT HIM

  LUCASI drove straight to Zayn's house. I met the security who said he was not around but I asked my security to go in and check properly. He was not really there.I left with my security and went in search of his brother instead.Andy was exactly where I thought he would be. He was loyal to some bar down Zayn's street and sat on a stool inside it, drinking straight from the bottle.I sat beside him and snapped my fingers at the bartender who looked shocked to see me around here. This place was very average and naturally, I should not be here. But things we did for love, right?Andy immediately perked up on seeing me. "Oh, my bro!" I knew what he was doing. He was trying to act like he was the one who had brought me here. Like he was the reason I was gracing this lower than average bar today. I let him have his fun, I mean, I could be torturing him anytime from now so I could send to Zayn.Next, could be their father.I had sent someone to take a picture of their father's residence an

• Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge   105. HURTING WITH HER

  LUCASI was at Clara's place, not only to welcome her from the trip, but also to talk to her about the company. It was long overdue and she needed to hear it from me.I parked in her garage, got out of my car and got stopped for the first time by her security. He looked suspicious. I saw some ribbons by the door, u did not put much thought to it."Why the hell are you preventing me from going through? Move man." I requested but he still stood there,"Sorry, Sir. You cannot… after the fight, ma'am said we should not let anyone else in." He said. I immediately got even more worried."Fight? What do you mean fight? There was a fight here?" I snapped. But he said nothing else. I nodded at my security to drag him away from the door and then pushed the door open myself, walking inside.What I saw stopped me in my tracks. They had been so engrossed in it that they had not even heard me walk in. And they had left the TV rolling with a romance cliche… that was what had got them in the mood?My

• Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge   104. CONFRONTATIONS WITH THE BRO

  CLARA "Something is wrong with the company. I know I sound like a broke record, but it is really all I can think about." I told Nora, dragging my suitcase toward the front as the last rays of French Polynesia sun poured through the curtains. She looked at me like she didn’t want to entertain my stress anymore, but indulged me anyways, “It’s just stress,” she said with a yawn. “You’re becoming suspicious of everything. Or maybe you're right too. We would soon be back to the US. You will find out if your instincts were right when we land.” I inhaled a breath. I’d seen the accounts, and something wasn’t aligning. But like Nora said, only a short time before I finally found out what my guts was strongly warning me about. It was time to go back to reality. Bora Bora was over. Beautiful while it lasted. The next time I’d come here, I was definitely going to have a man beside me. Lucas, Zayn, maybe even someone new. Lucas really sent his private jet to pick us up, like he said