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Married to my ex-husband's boss Chapter 73
RAYMONDTwo days was how long it took for us to get permission to visit.The media house looked deceptively calm from the outside. Glass walls glittered under the afternoon sun, headlines rotated across digital screens, and employees strolled through the lobby with cups of coffee as if nothing in the world could touch them. But Elle’s hand tightened in mine the moment we stepped through those glass doors.We had been passed around for over an hour. First the receptionist, then a junior manager, then a supervisor. Everyone wore the same polite mask, the same rehearsed lines.“I’m sorry, but that’s confidential.”“I understand your concerns, but our sources are protected.”“Perhaps you should try speaking with someone else.”By the time we were finally ushered into the editor’s office, Elle’s patience had snapped. Her arms were folded tightly across her chest, her jaw set, her knuckles white where she gripped the chair.The editor—a balding man with a round face and a voice too soft to
Married to my ex-husband's boss Chapter 72
ELLERaymond's face changed—something like wonder softened everything. “I won’t stop,” he said, and it wasn’t bravado. It was a vow. “I can’t take back the years you lost. I can’t erase what he did. But I will protect you now. From everything. From rumors, from men like him, from the past that keeps trying to bleed into our present. I promise.”Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, a sweet, astonished ache. It was dangerous to trust words—people had used them to hurt me before—but his hands were warm and steady. The truth felt steadier when it carried weight like that.“Why didn’t your aunt tell me when I met her the first time?” I asked, my voice soft.He sighed. “She… she was trying to protect me. She thought that if you knew that I had been there, it would complicate you further. She assumed distance was better for both of us. She was wrong, and she knows that now.” He let out a breath that sounded like surrender. “But Aunt Althea also saved me. She made me leave to keep me out
Married to my ex-husband's boss Chapter 71
ELLEThe clock had ticked past midnight when I heard the soft click of the front door. I sat up in bed, the lamplight still burning low beside me. My heart fluttered, equal parts relief and nerves, when Raymond stepped into the room. He hadn't returned since he stepped out to make the call. Aunt Althea had waited behind to see him, but he didn't return.I called him a few times and he kept saying he was busy. I had to let him be.Seeing him now made me hurt.His shoulders were tense and his eyes heavy with something I couldn’t quite read.He paused when he saw me awake. “Elle,” he murmured, his voice carrying both fatigue and apology. He came closer, running a hand over his face before sitting on the edge of the bed.“I’m sorry for leaving without telling you. There were things I needed to take care of. But that's not an excuse, and I know. I should’ve said something.”I studied him quietly for a moment, then reached for his hand. “It’s alright,” I said softly. “I understand.”His
Married to my ex-husband's boss Chapter 70
ELLE Raymond was at my side before the car had even rolled to a complete stop. He came around, opened the door, and bent down with his hand extended toward me like I was the most fragile thing in the world. “I can walk on my own,” I murmured, trying to muster a smile, even though my legs still trembled now and then. His eyes softened, but he didn’t budge. “No,” he said firmly, shaking his head. “Not now, not ever. You don’t get to carry anything alone anymore, Elle. I’m here. Always.” I swallowed past the knot in my throat. There was no point in arguing; his words left no room for it. So I let him help me out, his arm wrapping securely around my waist. He held me close as if the very air might snatch me away. The moment we stepped through the front door, I stopped dead in my tracks. They were there. All of them. The faces that had once been my comfort in this house, the ones Evans had forced me to dismiss until I had been left in this place utterly alone. The staff stood lined
Married to my ex-husband's boss Chapter 69
RAYMOND I hadn't realized how many steps the hospital had until I walked them back and forth until my soles ached. Waiting rooms blurred into one another—sterile plastic chairs, vending machines humming, faces too tired to ask the right questions. I paced until the carpet threadbare under my shoes felt like a map to nowhere. When the doctor finally emerged, his expression was careful in that professional way that tries not to terrify you while containing dread. “Mr. Orlando?” he began, as if I might snap. “We’ve stabilized her. The bullet passed through the soft tissue of the upper arm and—thank God—missed the artery and bone. There’s no permanent physical damage from the gunshot itself.” I let out a breath I didn’t know I had been holding. Relief made my legs go weak for a second. “But,” the doctor added, and the ridge of worry returned, “she experienced significant shock. She’s still unconscious and we'll be keeping her under observation for at least twenty-four hours to mon
Married to my ex-husband's boss Chapter 68
RAYMOND The moment the plane wheels screeched against the tarmac, I was already reaching for my phone. I dialed Clyde before I even stood up. He answered on the second ring. “Boss?” “Where’s the car?” I asked, my voice tight and clipped. “I’ll confirm where the guy is right now,” Clyde said quickly. “Just hold on a moment. He should be right around the arrivals lot.” I had asked him to have someone bring me a car when I arrived. I didn't want to take a cab. No one else would understand the urgency that tugged at me except for me. I shoved through the stream of passengers, impatience roaring through my veins. My pulse was already racing—every wasted second felt like it was pulling me farther from Elle. Outside, the humid air hit me like a wall. My eyes scanned the lot, hunting. Then, as if summoned by sheer will, a black sedan rolled to a stop in front of me. A man stepped out, adjusting his jacket as he looked me over. “Mr. Raymond Orlando?” “Yes.” Relief flickered
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