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Chapter Nine
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2025-05-26 00:00:49TESSA'S POV
I walked out of the shower, a towel wrapped tightly around my chest, water still clinging to my skin. The room was dim, only the bedside lamb that casted a soft glow across the space. Richard sat on the edge of the bed, scrolling through his phone, but he looked up the moment he heard me. "How do you feel now?" he asked, his voice low. "Better," I said, offering a soft smile... lovely on the outside, hollow on the inside.
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Tessa’s POV I could not stop shaking. Even after the police took my stepmother’s body away, even after the house became quiet again, my hands still trembled uncontrollably in my car. I haven’t even called anyone to tell them. The realization that someone must have killed her because she wanted to tell me something hurt like crazy. My mind was racing with ideas on who might have done it. Sophia? Stacy? I shook my head and wiped tears off my eyes.The image of her lying lifeless on the floor would not leave my head. Finally, I was able to leave but I went to my mother-in-law’s house.That night I sat curled up on the couch inside Madam Clarisse’s living room while she rubbed my shoulder gently. For once, the powerful woman looked exhausted too.“Tessa,” she said softly, “you need to breathe.”“How?” My voice cracked instantly. “She called me because she wanted to tell me something important. Something urgent.” Tears filled my eyes again. “And before she could say it… she died. ” It f
Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute Chapter One Hundred-Ninety Six
Tessa’s POV The more I tried to sleep the more my brain recalled things that kept me awake. And even when I closed my eyes, I saw Sophia sitting comfortably inside my company like she already owned everything Richard and I had built together. And Rachel. God, Rachel being beside her hurt almost as much as Richard’s betrayal. To think that she was my own sister. I sat curled up on the couch staring blankly at my untouched tea while my thoughts spiraled endlessly. What exactly were they planning? I need to know. That way, I can stay one step ahead of them. It was tiring and I still couldn't sleep. I sat up and reached for my phone again and called Harley. Straight to voicemail. Again. For the past 1 week, this has been what it has always been. We don't even talk again. I frowned weakly. That wasn’t like her. Harley always answered my calls. Even during work. Even when she was busy. But lately… she had become strangely distant. And even to tell me the business deal she was busy w
Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute Chapter One Hundred-Ninety Five
After I was reinstated on the board of directors and as a shareholder, three things happened that scared me. I wondered if we would win this fight against Sophia and her minions.“Sophia poached most of my clients from my company, my personal company.”“Most of the workers under Richard began to go over to Sophia's department and pledge allegiance to her.”“The company was falling in the stock market.”It was hard getting the company out of Sophia's control. But it will be harder to have people rally around us, to save a failing company. If care is not taken the company would be declared bankrupt. It would be gone.Next week, on Wednesday, will be the next shareholders' meeting. I want to be the new CEO. Also, Sophia wanted to be that. It was going to be a tough one.I flopped into my chair and saw a message from Felix. He said he was able to convince one of Sofia's loyal people. I thanked him and showed the message to Madam Clarisse.“That’s good news but I haven’t found who would be
Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute Chapter One Hundred-Ninety Four
The revenge continued. The plan was simple. As Madam Clarisse stayed in the hospital front, I stayed in the work front. But from time to time, I always went to see my husband. At least he’s still mine until he wakes up. Also, I had noticed something with Harley. Since I started this revenge, she had drawn herself away from me. She was always busy with work and when I told my mother-in-law, she said I should let her be but she warned me not to divulge our revenge plan to her. Suddenly I remembered what my stepmother said about Harley. I tried not to think about it. I made a mental note to take my son away from her after we won this fight. Just let us win.******************************The door swung open before I could reply to Felix’s text. He had dropped me off at Richard’s company before going home to change.When he asked why I came here now, I told him I wanted to see what would be mine before I took over again.I didn’t look up immediately, because I had my fingers moving fast
Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute Chapter One Hundred-Ninety Three
Tessa’s POV One week later. THE CEO’S TELECOMS MEETING. “Time’s up,” my voice cut clean through the room as I slammed the door open and strode into the boardroom, heels echoing softly across the polished floor. Every step I took made me aware of the many eyes on me. Dozens of heads turned to me. I watched their faces. Annoyance first. Confusion next. Then curiosity. “You are here early,” a man rose, a small smile playing on his lips. “I didn’t know you would be here by now.” “You don’t want me to be here, Chamberlin?” I snapped at him. He laughed nervously. He was the chameleon Madam Clarisse introduced me to that day. She said, there was a specific way of talking to Chamberlain to keep him scared of betraying you. He was a loser but useful. “No, not at all.” He laughed nervously. “Excuse me? Who is she, Chamberlain?” A man with a horrible-looking, purple suit sprang up. I resisted the urge to laugh. No wonder he was a joker. He turned to me. “This is a closed session, not a
Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute Chapter One Hundred-Ninety Two
The sun peeked at me through Harley’s curtains. It was beautiful. Healing. But it did nothing to warm the heaviness inside my chest.I sat curled up on the couch with a blanket wrapped around me while Madam Clarisse spoke quietly with Harley near the kitchen. I could hear.Nobody knew what to do anymore. Especially around me. It was like they were walking on eggshells around me.I barely slept the entire night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw headlines about Richard’s secret child or heard Sophia’s voice whispering cruel truths in front of the courthouse.Harley suddenly gasped softly from across the room. I sat up and walked over to her.“Oh no…”I looked up weakly. “What?”She stared at me and hesitated too long. That was how I knew that there was more bad news.Madam Clarisse immediately narrowed her eyes. “Harley.”“It’s nothing.” She nodded turning her phone away from me.“Show me,” I said standing.Harley looked uncomfortable now as she slowly lowered her phone. But unfortuna
Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute Chapter Seventy Nine
His soft breathing reminded me why I had fought so hard to stay hidden. My screen lit up again, unknown number. I frowned and answered groggily, my voice still thick with sleep. “Hello… Camilla Jones speaking.”
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The ballroom sparkled with the sheen of old money and new ambition. Chandeliers glittered overhead, cascading golden light across polished marble and champagne flutes. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement… investors, media figures, executives, all gathered to celebrate the monumen
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The rain had slowed to a drizzle by the time I pulled into the office parking lot. It was past 10 a.m. unlike me. I rarely ever came in this late, but the events of last night had left my mind spinning. I had barely slept, haunted by the stinging echo of Stacy’s voice. D
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After dinner at Richard’s house… I drove in silence, letting the city blur around me as if the night could wash away the burning in my throat. The moment I closed the car door behind me outside Richard’s home, I told myself not to fall apart. Not yet. I could s
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