บททั้งหมดของ When My Husband Regretted : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

_____________________________..."You bitch!" I can't help but snort like a pig when I hear her voice. She is so angry that I wonder if she herself would expose Rowan. If she does, then it has nothing to do with me. I am keeping my end of the deal which includes not getting a divorce and clearing his name – he never said anything about not dragging Ophelia in the dirt so that is exactly what I am doing.A few backdated complaints on her name, a fake restriction order and a statement from a psychiatrist proving that she is unstable and obsessed with my oh-so-amazing husband, and another statement from the paparazzi saying that she had leaked the pictures herself and they were all morphed – it is pretty simple to turn tables."I only did what Rowan wanted me to do." I sip on my coffee, talking leisurely."That son of a bitch!" She shrieks again."I wouldn't scream so much if I were you, Ophelia. People already think you are crazy and if you start acting like one then-""I will get y

___________________________..."You!"Zoe and I give each other a knowing look before turning to the man who has just stormed into my office."Well well well, if it isn't the oh-so-busy brother-in-law of mine," Zoe comments."This is your sister?" He stops in his tracks for a moment. "You have another sister?"I roll my eyes."I am like a sister, dear Mr. Keller. Now if you will excuse me-" She is on her feet immediately. "- I will leave you two alone." She winks at him before grabbing her bright orange bag, which is in contrast with her otherwise fully black outfit and purplish black lipstick."See ya, Ro.""See you later, Zo." I wave at her and then look back at my husband, tilting my head and raising a brow as I do. I am going to play dumb for as long as I can with this."Yes, my dear husband?" I smile."So this was your idea huh?" He asks as he sits down on the seat Zoe had just unoccupied."Well, most of the ideas of this company are put forth by me, so I don't know exactly wh

_____________________________...I am a very accommodating person. And though a little evil in the heart, I am also a nice person. But when two of the most annoying people I know are sitting on either side of me, especially when I am sick and have to breathe through my mouth, I feel like throwing the amazing mushroom soup that Mom had made for me in their faces. Is that normal?"Why are you looking at us like you want to murder us?" Rowan asked innocently. This man has been nothing but nice to Eric, and I am pretty sure my dumb friend must be falling for the façade and wondering if he was wrong about my husband after all."Because she does want to murder us." Eric chuckled and looked at Rowan. "Because she thinks I am a fool and would fall for this charade you are playing, but let me tell you bruh, save it for someone else."I raised a brow, surprised and impressed – my friend isn't that dumb after all. He looked over at me and winked and I glanced over at Rowan to see that he had

______________________________...|| ROWAN KELLER' POV ||."Honestly bro, you are beyond my understanding." Ashton Ames, my best friend, said as he took a sip of his coffee.I rolled my eyes as I paced around my office room.That idiot had figured it out so easily. And now, she was going to be even more guarded around me.That was not going to work well for me.I needed her to trust me. Trust me enough that she will happily hand over all of her shares in the company to me.I had approached Dr. Merin Ashdale first with money. But she wasn't swayed by it. That's when I thought of appealing to her sad, lonely existence. And it had worked. Sleeping with the doctor and making her say only good things about me, so that Aurora thinks that though she could not see it, I have been doing very well as a husband and putting an amazing amount of effort into our stupid marriage.The plan seemed so flawless.Yet, the doctor and I didn't last one session with her. She knew immediately.Was she a

____________________________ . . . F%#k. F%#k. F%#k. I stared at the screen, at the news article that my stupid friend, Eric Rogers the idiot (as Bianca calls him) had shared with a 'LMFAO' and six laughing emojis. I scratched my head frantically as I dialled my assistant, Susan James' number. "I saw it, Rory." She said as soon as she picked, I could hear rapid typing in the background. "We are already on it. How do you want the news to be? Any preferences?" "Say it's morphed." I sighed. "Don't you think we have been using that excuse a little too often lately?" I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, annoyed at her for pointing it out instead of doing her job and even more annoyed at the fact that she was absolutely right about that. Think Rory, think. Think before the devil named Rowan Keller have your head for this slip up. Heh, it's funny how I am worried about the reaction from the man who makes my life a living hell. I heard the beeping sound of an incoming cal