All Chapters of Sudden Billionaire Heiress After Divorce : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“What the f**k are you doing with my phone, Alda?” Nancy yelled at me again. However, if I had any words to say, it was a lie. I remained as stunned as a deer caught in headlights. “I… I… ahem… I…” I continued to stammer, immediately resembling a stuttering record caught in a loop. “Oh sh**t up, Alda, and f**king tell me why you have my phone in your hand,” Nancy yelled again. Her voice was louder than before, and her face showed anger. “F**k it, Nancy, who were you sending nude images to?” I blurted. I couldn't handle the confrontation anymore, and I preferred initiating the confrontation to get the truth out of her. “What? What nude?” She acted dumb about it. “Oh, do not play this stupid game with me, Nancy. Who were you sending those nudes to?” “What business do you have with whoever I sent my nudes to? How are you even sure that they were mine? I could have downloaded them from the internet or something.” “That doesn’t look like any pictures downloaded from the internet, Nan

As I prepared lunch and began to set the table, Tyler arrived home in his suit, looking at me like he had just seen a monster. With this, he said nothing but made his way upstairs.The way his eyes were reddish, like he had been drinking, and how his suit was loose on his body as if he were involved in a street fight spoke volumes.For whatever reason he came home like that, I did not know. But what I do know is that I should be the one who was vexed at him and not the other way around.However, following him up to the room without completely setting the table and serving the food would be a way for me to summon trouble from its palace. I already knew this, so I kept myself on my ten toes and completely set the dining table.As soon as I was done setting the dining table, I walked up the stairs towards Diana’s room, which was adjacent to the room Tyler’s and I shared. Hence, I saw that Tyler did not or forgot to close the door behind him.Seeing this, I decided to use it to my advanta

In the trunk of his car, I heard the car’s front door and felt a sudden shake, almost immediately like the unexpected tremor of a distant thunderstorm rolling in. This was not an earthquake. At this moment, I knew Tyler had already gotten into the car and was ready to meet with Nancy.And as I was right, I instantly heard the gentle roar of the car come alive and felt it moving forward in a gentle motion like the smooth acceleration of a familiar car, gliding down a quiet neighborhood street on a lazy Sunday afternoon.Suddenly, the motion increased in speed, and the car accelerated to a very fast speed like a thrill-seeking roller coaster racing down a steep track, exhilarating and full of heart-pounding momentum.Tyler was someone I knew to be in love with any sporty kind of vehicle, like a moth to a flame. Even before our wedding, he had contemplated becoming a race car driver. However, after our wedding and their bankruptcy, he opted out of his dream like a dream deferred, put on

"Did you hear that?" I heard the lady Tyler spoke to in the house say immediately, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade through silence.This instantly triggered my instinct, and I knew that I needed to rush away from the door like a startled deer escaping the threat of an unseen predator. Lest, the door would be opened suddenly, and the face they would see was no one else but me.Quickly, like a burglar who intended no one to see her, I hurried away from the door towards the corner of the house as I hid in the tall garden, which sheltered me immediately like a protective cloak, concealing its wearer from prying eyes.Having done this, my instincts were right. I heard how the front door creaked open immediately and how two footsteps protruded on the floorboard beyond the front door."Are you sure you heard something?” Tyler asked, standing right beside the lady and holding her hand like a concerned protector, seeking assurance from his companion.This woman had long, s

My broken and sorrowful self could not quickly process any thoughts while Tyler did all of that. But one thing my thoughts could process was his voice, which kept ringing in my head. “That’s it, Alda; we are done." “This f**king marriage is over." “I am f**king done with you." I continued to mutter as I was defeatedly walking away from that house and into the street of the house like a wilted flower trudging through the shadows of despair. Knowing fully well that it did not matter how defeated, broken, and shattered I was, Tyler was not going to come out of that house the moment he got back inside of it. And because he obliterated every trace of evidence I had documented of his infidelity, I was certain he was back in that house to continue f**king that woman as a merciless storm tore through the peace of my shattered heart. *** On the street, I kept on walking slowly and sadly, with tears streaming down my face continuously, like a spring in the cold night of betrayal. And wit