LOGINShare
Chapter Seventy-Seven: Telling Ethan
publish date:
2026-06-21 23:01:15
Latest chapter
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Thing Amelia Never Said
(Amelia's POV)Noah came home from Sophia's at eight.He walked in with the specific energy of a child who had spent several hours being thoroughly entertained and was now running on the last reserves of it, coat half off before he reached the door, shoes abandoned somewhere between the entrance and the kitchen, already talking before I could ask how it went.The car, he informed me, had been named Gerald.He had campaigned strongly for something more distinguished but Sophia had been very attached to Gerald and in the end he had respected her vision even though he personally felt Gerald lacked authority as a name for a vehicle of that calibre.I sat at the kitchen table and listened to every word.Ethan leaned against the counter with his arms folded and his eyes doing the thing they did when Noah was talking and he was trying very hard not to smile too visibly because Noah took his opinions seriously and deserved to have them received seriously.Gerald, Noah concluded, was going to
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Seventy-Eight: Damien and Harold
(Damien's POV)I called my father at seven in the morning.No preamble. No building to it. He picked up on the second ring and before he could say anything I said the thing that had been sitting in my chest since the moment I walked out of that hotel conference room and driven home and sat in a dark apartment alone with it for the entire night."He is mine, Dad," I said. "She confirmed it. Yesterday. To my face."The line went quiet.Not the quiet of surprise. The quiet of a man who had been carrying a half-knowing for months and had just been handed the full thing and needed a moment to receive it properly."Come over," I said. "Please."He was at my door by nine.He sat across from me in the living room with his coat still on because Harold Sinclair never assumed more space than he had been given and right now that small detail, that careful quality of not presuming, made something in my throat tighten in a way I had not expected.I told him everything.The hotel room. The way I had
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Seventy-Seven: Telling Ethan
Olivia did not say anything else for the rest of the drive.She did not need to. She had said the thing, he just nodded, no argument, and I had said yes twice and after that the car had simply moved through the city with both of us inside it carrying what we were carrying and not requiring the other one to carry it differently.She pulled up outside my building at quarter past six."Go home," I told her. "I mean it. No emails tonight."She looked at me. "Are you sure you are alright.""Yes," I said. And I meant it. Not in the way I had meant things six years ago when yes meant I am performing fine for your benefit. Just actually yes. I am standing. I said the thing. The world did not end."Go home Olivia," I said again.She nodded. And then, because she was Olivia and could not entirely help herself, she said, "You did well today." Quietly. Like she was not entirely sure she was allowed to say it and was saying it anyway.I got out of the car before she could see my face do the thing
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Seventy-Six: The Weight of One Word
I Watched the last remaining structure of his composure come apart quietly, the way something well-built came apart, not all at once but in the specific order that revealed exactly where the weight had been sitting. His jaw. His shoulders. His eyes, which had been red and barely holding when he asked me, stopped holding entirely.He did not make a sound.The tears came down his face the way the truth came. Without permission. Without timing. Just arriving because they had been waiting long enough and the door was finally open and there was nothing left to keep them behind.He pressed the back of his hand to his mouth.Breathed.Kept both hands flat on the table.And I sat across from him and I let him have it because it was his to have. Every second of it. He had earned every second of this particular grief and I was not going to shrink it for his comfort or mine.After a moment he looked up."Why," he said. His voice was wrecked. Quiet and completely wrecked. "Why did you never tell
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Seventy-Five: The Meeting Without Lawyers
Three weeks after I told Nathan's office not yet, my personal phone rang at eight in the morning and it was not Sophia, it was not Ethan, it was not the school calling about another volcano-adjacent incident.It was Damien.I was standing at the kitchen counter in the middle of making Noah's lunch, one hand on the bread and the other reaching for the phone and his name on the screen doing the thing his name had stopped doing for a while now, which was nothing. Just his name. Just letters on a screen. And yet.I answered."Amelia."His voice was different from how I remembered it on the phone. Quieter. Less of the authority that used to sit in it automatically the way expensive furniture sat in expensive rooms, placed there so deliberately you stopped noticing it was a choice. This was just his voice. A man's voice on a Tuesday morning."Damien," I said.A pause. Short. Like he had prepared for voicemail and was recalibrating for an actual person."I know you said not yet," he said. "A
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Seventy-Four: Noah Asks More
(Amelia's POV)Noah's volcano presentation was on Thursday morning.Front row. I had promised and I kept it, which meant I was sitting in a primary school assembly hall at nine fifteen on a Thursday between a woman I had never met who smelled strongly of lavender and a man who fell asleep eleven minutes in and woke himself up with his own snoring during a presentation about tectonic plates. Noah was third on the programme. He walked to the front with his printed notes and his model, which the school had apparently allowed him to bring in despite it being, as his teacher had diplomatically described it in the Wednesday email, quite large, and he presented for nine minutes with the confidence of someone who had rehearsed in front of a live audience four times and had received a standing ovation at least once.He was magnificent.Objectively, completely, magnificently nine years old and certain of his facts and unbothered by the size of the room or the man snoring in the front row.Ethan
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Sixty-One: The Day Lucas Moretti Was Arrested
I did not sleep badly that night.I had expected to. After the corridor and the question and the tears on his face and the walking away, I had expected my mind to run the whole evening on a loop until the small hours. But Sophia had been at the apartment when I got home, she had taken Noah after th
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Sixty: The One Thing Amelia Didn't Plan For (Part Two)
Olivia appeared at my shoulder."Do you want him removed?" she said quietly.I looked at Damien.He had not seen me looking yet. He was still looking at Noah. And the tears that had gathered in his eyes had not fallen but they were there, visible and real and entirely unmanaged in the way that thin
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Fifty-Nine: The One Thing Amelia Didn't Plan For
The Lumière international expansion event was on a Friday evening.The venue was exactly what Olivia had promised it would be when she had presented three options six weeks ago and I had chosen this one in forty seconds because sometimes you just know. High ceilings. The right light. The specific q
HIS MISTRESS, MY REVENGE Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Merger Stalls
(Amelia’s POV)Three weeks after Beatrice left my office I was in Paris.Not for long. Four days. The flagship opening had settled into its rhythm by then, the initial wave of coverage absorbed into the steady ongoing business of a store that was now simply open and operating and drawing the kind o
You may also like
The Day I Kissed An Older Man
Cher the Cherished1.0M viewsShe Accepted Divorce, He Panicked
Nyx Rai708.7K viewsForced marriage: Dear wife, you can't escape me
Natie 585.3K viewsMy Dad's Bestfriend
Liz Barnet781.3K viewsI let Twelve Men Have My Married Pussy
Silvercushy199 viewsCumShorts: Unholy Dirty Desires
D.Koko54 viewsOnce His Pawn, Now His Brother’s Obsession— Too Late, Ex!
Suxi146 viewsToo Late Mr SINCLAIR
Zieey162 views
