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Chapter 11

作者: Marvey_pearl
last update 公開日: 2026-05-24 10:39:21

I woke up alone.

The other side of the bed was still warm.

One of Theo’s rabbits lay upside down near the pillows. Lena had left one sock twisted into the blanket near my feet.

Morning light stretched across the sheets.

Outside the window, the sky was thin and quiet, as though nothing had happened.

I lowered my eyes toward the bedside table instead of the drawer beneath it.

The headphones remained inside.

My hand moved before I noticed it. My fingers closed lightly around my wrist.

The scar sat
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    CHARLIE “Bernard!” Lena ran first, Theo followed behind her faster than usual, one hand still clutching the small toy he had been carrying around the park for the last twenty minutes. Bernard caught Lena easily when she launched herself toward him. “Carry me,” she demanded immediately while wrapping both arms around his neck. Bernard laughed once under his breath and shifted her higher against his arm. “You’re getting too tall for this.” “I’m your princess, not Mama.” Nora answered before Bernard could. “Are you jealous of your mother now?” Lena nodded seriously. “Yes.” Nora laughed then. Her head tipped back the way it used to when we were younger and something caught her off guard before she remembered herself. I had not heard that sound in years. Theo stopped beside Bernard next. “The dinosaur exhibit has moving skeletons now,” he announced while holding up the toy in his hand. “But the T-Rex jaw is wrong.” Bernard looked down at him immediately. “How wrong?” Th

  • Five Years After Divorce, My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again   Chapter 13

    NORAThe boardroom still smelled faintly of coffee and printer ink when Gregory Beaumont dismissed the last financial projection from the wall screen with the tap of a remote.“Andrade Logistics is secured,” one of the board members said while closing his folder. “The Brazilian approvals cleared faster than expected.”Naomi stood near the monitor with her tablet against her chest.Across the table, Gregory leaned back in his chair.“Timing favored us,” he said.Silence followed the sentence briefly.The contracts remained spread across the polished table between us. Cartagena. Buenos Aires. Shipping rights. Infrastructure routing.Three months of work reduced to paper and signatures.Another board member adjusted his glasses.“Sinclair became overconfident,” he added carefully. “That helped us.”Gregory nodded once.“A fortunate opening.”My fingers rested lightly against the edge of the folder in front of me.“Luck does not clear Brazilian infrastructure approvals overnight.”The roo

  • Five Years After Divorce, My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again   Chapter 12

    I woke before the phone rang.The clock beside the bed read 6:37. The city outside the windows was still dark. One lamp near the fireplace had been left on sometime during the night. My tie hung over the chair beside the bed. A glass with two fingers of whiskey sat untouched on the bedside table.I pushed the sheet back and sat up before the ringtone started.The phone vibrated across the table.I picked it up immediately.“Mr. Sinclair.” Diana Hale sounded fully awake already. “Sao Paulo has called twice. The morning meeting has been delayed.”I stood while she was still speaking.“Why?”“We don’t know yet.”“Find out.” I picked yesterday’s shirt up from the chair. “Get Mercer in early.”“He’s already on his way.”The line disconnected.Five minutes later I was dressed. Twelve minutes after that I was in the back of the car heading downtown.I did not look back at the room when I left it.The executive floor at Sinclair Holdings was already moving by the time I stepped out of the ele

  • Five Years After Divorce, My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again   Chapter 11

    I woke up alone.The other side of the bed was still warm.One of Theo’s rabbits lay upside down near the pillows. Lena had left one sock twisted into the blanket near my feet.Morning light stretched across the sheets.Outside the window, the sky was thin and quiet, as though nothing had happened.I lowered my eyes toward the bedside table instead of the drawer beneath it.The headphones remained inside.My hand moved before I noticed it. My fingers closed lightly around my wrist.The scar sat beneath my thumb, pale against my skin.I caught my hand there and let go immediately.Then I left to begin the day.The kitchen smelled of coffee and toasted bread when I came downstairs.Marta stood at the stove with her back turned while the twins sat at the island in fresh pajamas, bowls in front of them.Theo was arranging blueberries into straight lines beside his plate.Lena held half a strawberry in the air while explaining something about school uniforms that neither Marta nor Theo app

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  • Five Years After Divorce, My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again   Chapter 9

    CHARLIE I was halfway through my second drink when Nora appeared on the television above the bar.Marcus was talking about a shipping contract in Singapore. I had known him since we were nineteen, which meant he could talk through almost anything and expect me to follow. Usually I did.The glass stopped halfway to my mouth.On the screen, Nora stood behind a podium with the Beaumont logo behind her in white letters.My hand lowered. The bottom of the glass touched the table harder than I intended. Whiskey climbed the side and wet my fingers.Marcus looked up at the sound. “Easy.”I wiped my hand on a napkin without answering him.The television was muted. Captions rolled beneath her face while cameras flashed around her. Her hair was shorter than it used to be. She wore pearl earrings I had never seen before. Dark jacket, with white blouse. The cameras were focused on her.I leaned back against the booth and looked up at the screen again.Five years ago she walked out of my house in

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