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Sarah smirked. “I think reminding her of who she used to be will make her question who she wants to become.”That made him pause.He didn’t want to admit it, but part of him had wondered the same thing.Vera had changed.She was sharper now. More guarded. More powerful.The same softness he loved in her now came with barbed edges.Maybe Sarah had a point.Maybe playing protector was no longer enough.“Let’s say I believe you,” he said. “What do you get out of this? Revenge? Closure?”Sarah tilted her head again. “I get Asher back.”Dorian gave a sardonic smile. “You’ll never get him the way you want him.”She shrugged. “Maybe. But if I can’t have him, I’ll still make sure she doesn’t either.”The honesty was jarring.She didn’t flinch. Didn’t lie.He appreciated that more than he wanted to admit.She picked up her coffee again. “So. What’ll it be, Fontaine? We walk away pretending this was just a sad therapy session… or we stop playing polite and actually do something?”He stared at h
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 194
SarahShe’d always loved the view from Le Jardin’s private patio, secluded yet central, with white iron wrought furniture and ivy covered trellises that made the place look like a secret garden for billionaires.But today, the view got a little better.Her champagne flute paused midway to her lips the second she saw him.Dorian Fontaine.And God help her, he was finer than the polished magazine covers had ever done justice.The photos always painted him as cold. Controlled. Almost statuesque. But in real life?There was heat.He walked like power was his second skin, crisp navy slacks, charcoal shirt rolled at the forearms, dark sunglasses that cut across his face like sin. His stride was slow, unhurried, every step screaming that he owned the ground beneath him.Sarah’s breath caught before she could stop it.She was ogling.Actually ogling.She quickly adjusted her posture, sipped her champagne with the ease of a woman unbothered, and let her designer sunglasses shield her gaze.But
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 193
Dorian Fontaine had always been a patient man.Calculated. Measured.Even when it hurt.Even when the woman he loved walked into another man’s arms with the child he’d helped raise calling that man Daddy.He stared out the thirty eighth floor window of his New York office, the city sprawling out like a challenge. Below, the world moved in unaware loops, stock traders, fashion editors, trust fund kids on overpriced iced lattes.Everyone had a role to play.He used to know his.The protector. The provider. The quiet man with the powerful name and the steady hands.But now?Now he wasn’t sure what role was left.His assistant had briefed him on Vera’s whereabouts: staying in the Donovan penthouse with both Asher and Eira. A family reunion framed in gold and fairy lights.And the photo… God, that photo.It hadn’t just lit up the internet.It had detonated something inside him.He’d tried to push it down. Had even stepped into a meeting to distract himself.But then his phone vibrated agai
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 192
The moment the private jet touched down at Teterboro, Dorian Fontaine pulled his sunglasses down and stared out the window, jaw clenched tight.He hadn’t even gotten off the plane before his phone exploded.Missed calls. Voicemails. Texts from business partners. Paparazzi alerts.And one simple message from his assistant that made his vision haze:“You’ve seen the post, right?”What post?His fingers moved on instinct.Instagram.Search: @asherdonovan.And there it was, at the top of the feed, with almost a million likes in less than a day.The photo.That hand.Vera’s hand.A soft golden ring mark still faintly visible from years ago, holding a mug of tea.Little fingers curled under a blanket.Eira.And his hand, too. Asher’s. Resting close. Too close.Caption:Some things are louder than press releases. Dorian’s blood boiled beneath his skin.He read the caption again. And again. Each time, it felt more like a blade, twisting deeper.His driver opened the door of the jet, but Dori
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 191
Vera blinked at her, stunned.“Wait... what dress...?”“The pink one with sparkles! I knew it! You’re getting married!”Asher laughed, voice shaking with nerves. “It’s just a start over proposal, sweetheart.”“Start over, marriage, same thing!” Eira bounced on the couch. “We’ll be a real family now, right?”Vera’s hands trembled.Asher looked up at her again. “Vera?”She looked from the ring, to his eyes, to her daughter’s expectant face.The woman inside her wanted to scream yes.But the bruises in her heart whispered caution.She didn’t answer right away.Instead, she reached out, slowly closed the ring box with gentle fingers, and said...“Let’s just… take it one day at a time.”Asher nodded, lips curving into the softest, most genuine smile.“I can live with that,” he whispered.Eira clapped and launched herself into both their arms, and as Vera held them both, something in her chest began to heal.They were far from whole.But maybe...They were beginning again.Eira wriggled out
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 190
The sunlight poured in through the tall windows, brushing over Vera’s skin like it had a crush on her.She sat at the edge of the couch, scrolling, biting the inside of her cheek as her brows furrowed at the screen.Eira had curled up on one of the cushions beside her, blanket tucked beneath her chin, her tiny feet peeking out.Vera’s hand absently stroked Eira’s back in calming, endless motions, one of those gestures she did without thinking, like it was instinct carved into her.It was such a simple moment.But to Asher?It was everything.He stood by the kitchen, phone loosely in hand, his heart heavier than he liked to admit. Vera hadn’t spoken in ten whole minutes. Not a word. Just scrolling, heart racing, mind spinning.He couldn’t blame her.The internet had taken their private life and blown it open, one stolen image at a time.Still, watching her sit there, his past, his present, maybe his future, looking like she was on the edge of bolting again, he had to do something.Not
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