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Chapter Sixty Three

作者: T. Hush
last update 公開日: 2025-07-22 23:57:46

The day had been long. Longer than most. Even after everything that happened, the stolen project, the chaos, the silent tension between everyone on the executive floor… my face remained composed. But inside… everything felt like it was shifting.

I had spent hours in my office, keeping my head down, working through files while the storm brewed quietly in Richard’s. I could sense his presence without needing to look up. The energy around him was… heavy. Like something had broken and was trying, d
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  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter One Hundred-Ninety

    Richard’s POVThe courtroom felt suffocatingly hot despite the cold weather outside. Or except it was just for me.Every camera seemed pointed directly at us. Every whisper sounded louder than normal. I think at this point, they can see me breathe.I stood beside my lawyer while Tessa remained across the aisle, her face pale and tense. She refused to look at me now. I don’t think she ever will. I don’t blame her.And somehow, that hurt worse than her anger ever could. I could take anything but her silence.Judge George adjusted his glasses before glancing down at the documents in front of him. His expression remained calm. Too calm. I was worried.Sophia sat quietly behind us dressed in white, looking almost delicate. Innocent. I rolled my eyes. After a few moments, the judge finally spoke.“After reviewing the recent filings,” Judge George began smoothly, I held my breath.” This court acknowledges that Mr. Ri

  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter One Hundred-Eighty Nine

    Richard’s POV I did not go home that night. I could never face Tessa after what I did. So I made my bed in my office, under the guise of working late. I left the office lights still on long after midnight. That witch had tried to seduce me. Showing me her thigh. Eww. I think she saw the disgust on my face and took her L. That ugly mole on her leg.I sat alone behind my desk staring blankly at the city as the lights mocked me sitting in darkness. Through the glass walls, exhaustion sank so deeply into my bones that even breathing felt like work now.I already knew how I would look. It was just like that time I didn’t go home at night. It would be dark circles, that sat heavily beneath my eyes. Skin that looked dull. Tired.Destroyed.I stared down at my table. Three empty coffee cups littered the desk beside stacks of legal documents I could barely focus on anymore. The company was in shambles. Investors have been ringing me. Breathing down my neck. I spoke to no one. I feel like thi

  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter One Hundred-Eighty Eight

    Richard’s POVThe whispers started before I even entered my complaint building. Employees stopped talking the second I walked past them. Phones disappeared quickly from hands. Eyes followed me through the lobby.They had all seen the pictures. Of course, they had. That was why they were staring at me. The contrast almost blinded me. How easy it was to fall from grace. Ever since I met Sophia, it had been one scandal after another. By the time I stepped into the elevator, my head was already pounding violently. I barely slept after the scandal exploded online. Calls from reporters flooded my phone all night. My mother screamed at me for twenty straight minutes. Tessa never called back after her first missed attempt. I couldn’t take Eric’s call to end after the soothing message he sent. He said I should answer him and he would never reject me no matter what it was. I chuckled at that text with tears in my eyes. He was the realest. And I don’t blame anyone who distanced themselves from

  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter One Hundred-Eighty Seven

    Richard’s POVJust like that I was thrown back to a time I swore to forget. It was after Tessa had died. Drowned. After I went and saw her pale face at the morgue. Grief ate at me. Even Stacy was there but that didn’t mean I didn’t miss Tessa. I knew I had to get away before everything ate me up. I told no one. Not even Eric. However, we hadn’t gotten that close then. I snuck out, even though Stacy tried to console me, but I knew it was all my fault. I did that to Tessa. The trip was just to clear my head. Nothing more. In fact, Thailand had never meant anything to me before that trip. Just another country. It would be another business meeting. Another expensive hotel room with cold air conditioning and fake smiles. I wanted that rather than my reality. At least, that was what I told myself back then.I told business associates that I needed space for work negotiations overseas, and because I was Richard, nobody questioned me. Well except my mother. But she would be the last pet t

  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter One Hundred-Eighty Six

    Richard’s POVMy entire body stiffened instantly. What? She stood there in a dark coat, rain dripping down her hair slowly. Beautiful. Cold. Dangerous. And suddenly, I realized something. She had been the woman staring at me all night. I was made to run inside but two huge men stood in front of me. They led me across where Sophia was. Sophia smiled faintly when our eyes met. “Hello, Richard.”I walked toward her slowly, fury already rising inside me. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in prison?”“Checking on you. Did you miss me?” she smiled.“Stop following me,” I warned. “Have you not gotten the memo yet? I love my wife very much. She is my family. I don’t want you” Her expression darkened slightly. “Your family?”I let out a sharp breath. “Not tonight, Sophia.”“Oh, I think tonight is perfect.”I shook my head and started to walk away, but her next words stopped me immediately.“You should divorce your wife.”I laughed bitterly. “Still obsessed with that? I thought we we

  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter One Hundred-Eighty Five

    Richard’s POV “What?” I took a step back like I had been smacked in the face.“You heard me well Richard” she put her hands on her waist and looked away. I grabbed her by the hand. “Look at me, Tessa.” She tried to yank her hands away from me but I held her. “Tell me you mean this” Tessa could not look at me.“All I know is that you are causing me pain and I don’t want that” she mumbled. Her voice was breaking. “Tessa please don’t do this, we can talk about this” I begged but all my pleas fell on deaf ears. She kept shaking her head and wouldn’t talk or look at me. ***************************************************************************************************The word divorce followed me out of the bedroom like a gunshot. Even after I slammed the door behind me, I could still hear Tessa crying upstairs. I had never made her cry after Stacy. Now look what I have done. I walked downstairs slowly, tension burning through my chest. I hoped Zane was nowhere close. I let out a breat

  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter Ninety Six

    Richard's POV I was flipping through the structural renderings on my desk, scanning through elevations and floor loads that somehow felt less important now than they used to. My mind had been trailing behind all morning stuck somewhere between the sharp edges of Camilla’s smile and the distant c

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-03

  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter Ninety Three

    Everyone else had already left for the day. A soft glow from the recessed ceiling lights lit the corridor leading to the executive lounge. I’d returned to grab the documents for tomorrow’s press conference… the last batch of press kits had just arrived, and I needed to review them personally. B

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-03

  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter Ninety Seven

    The corridors of Anderson Global always had this sterile quiet around noon. Most of the staff were either at lunch or hidden behind frosted glass panels. I preferred it that way… it meant less chit-chat, less curious eyes. I clutched the thin manila folder in my hand… a revised schematic update

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-03

  • Dear Ex-wife, You're More Than A Substitute   Chapter Ninety Four

    The corridors of Anderson Global always had this sterile quiet around noon. Most of the staff were either at lunch or hidden behind frosted glass panels. I preferred it that way… it meant less chit-chat, less curious eyes. I clutched the thin manila fold

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-03
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