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Chapter 23 — Testing Him
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2026-07-18 08:42:22
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My Billionaire Ex Forgot Our Divorce:I Became His Wife Again Chapter 31 — The Slip
The emergency board session gets called at nine in the morning, which is unusual enough on its own to tell me something's gone wrong before anyone explains what. Victoria's already seated when I arrive, her face carefully composed, though I've learned to read the particular stiffness in her shoulders as something closer to alarm than her usual controlled calm. "A journalist reached out to the press office overnight," she says, once the room is full and the door is closed. "Questions about irregular shipping routes tied to Cross Enterprises. Specific enough that whoever's feeding them information has real access, not speculation." My stomach drops. The South Corridor. "How specific," Alexander asks, his voice carefully even, though I catch the tension in his jaw the second the question leaves his mouth. "Specific enough to name Doyle directly," Victoria says. "And specific enough to reference a shell entity connected to a name none of us have said out loud in this room before." D
My Billionaire Ex Forgot Our Divorce:I Became His Wife Again Chapter 30
Chapter 30 — The Second PhoneRenata comes to me two days later, slipping a folded note into my hand during a moment when no one else is watching, the kind of careful, practiced motion that tells me this isn't the first time she's had to pass information without being seen doing it.*Storage unit. Fairview Self-Storage, unit 214. Access code 0819. I don't go there myself... I only ever receive instructions to leave things or collect things left for me. I've never had the courage to look inside anything beyond what I'm told to move.*I fold the note into my pocket and go about the rest of my day as normally as I can manage, though normal has become a difficult word to define lately. At dinner, Alexander asks whether I'm feeling alright, I've apparently gone quiet enough that even he's noticed, which unsettles me more than I let show."I'm fine," I say. "Just tired.""You've been saying that a lot lately.""So have you," I say, and something in his expression shifts, like he wants to p
My Billionaire Ex Forgot Our Divorce:I Became His Wife Again Chapter 29 — Watching Renata
I didn't confront her again right away. Grant's warning sits heavy enough in my mind that I force myself to do the harder thing instead, wait, watch, let Renata believe whatever conclusion she drew from our hallway conversation might have been overreaction rather than exposure.It's harder than it sounds. Patience has never been my weakness, but this particular version of it, sitting across breakfast tables pretending not to notice how carefully Renata avoids meeting my eyes now, how she times her movements through the house to minimize the chances of crossing paths with me at all, tests something in me I didn't know needed testing.On the third day, I follow her.It isn't difficult. She leaves the estate just after four in the afternoon, telling Victoria something about a dentist appointment that I happen to know, from an offhand comment she made weeks ago, isn't due for another two months. I keep my car a careful distance behind hers, the way Grant once taught me during a different
My Billionaire Ex Forgot Our Divorce:I Became His Wife Again Chapter 28 — The Assistan
Grant calls again three days later, and this time I meet him somewhere new, a bookstore café on the other side of the city, far enough from anywhere Cross Enterprises has offices that I let myself relax by a fraction I didn't realize I was holding onto until I felt it ease."I traced the South Corridor's administrative access," he says, sliding a tablet across the small table between us instead of a paper folder this time. "Whoever's been managing the day-to-day routing isn't Doyle. He's a beneficiary, like I said, but the actual logistics...the person quietly making sure each shipment stays just under the review threshold, month after month, for years that takes someone with much closer access to Cross Enterprises' internal systems than a security director would normally have.""Who.""Look at the login timestamps." He taps the screen, pulling up a spreadsheet dense with dates and access codes. "Every adjustment to the South Corridor's routing parameters over the last three years wa
My Billionaire Ex Forgot Our Divorce:I Became His Wife Again Chapter 27 — Unplanned
We end up working late together three nights in a row, not by design, at least not at first. Victoria's demanding a full audit of every vendor relationship before the next board cycle, and between my own investigation and the legitimate workload that's landed on me since the equity terms went through, midnight has quietly become the only hour where the house is finally quiet enough to actually think.The first night, I barely register him at all... he slips into the study around eleven with a stack of his own paperwork, murmurs something about the Ashford acquisition, and settles into the chair across the room without asking permission. I keep my head down, my pen moving steadily through figures, and if I notice the particular quality of his silence... focused, unhurried, nothing like the restless energy he used to carry through every room in this house before the accident, I don't let myself dwell on it.The second night, he brings me coffee without being asked, sets it down at the c
My Billionaire Ex Forgot Our Divorce:I Became His Wife Again Chapter 26 — Marcus Hale, Again
The private dining room Victoria's assistant booked for the quarterly investor lunch is smaller than I expect, all dark wood and hushed lighting, the kind of space designed to make people feel important enough to lower their guard. I arrive early, deliberately, wanting a few quiet minutes before the room fills with people who'll spend the next two hours watching me for any sign of weakness they can carry back to their own boardrooms.I don't get the quiet minutes."Elena Cross. Or is it Hart again? I can never keep up with which version of your name is currently accurate."Marcus Hale's voice arrives before he does, smooth and unbothered, carrying the particular confidence of a man who's never once had to consider whether a room wanted him in it. He steps in from a side door I hadn't noticed, already holding a drink he clearly poured himself, and settles into the chair directly across from mine without waiting for an invitation."It's still Cross," I say evenly. "For now.""For now."
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