บททั้งหมดของ Ex-Husband, You Don't Own me: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Meanwhile, in the group chat, Samuel kept tagging Luke like a madman.His messages buzzed nonstop.Seeing this, Natalie couldn’t help but laugh.The bitterness she'd been feeling all day finally melted into a wicked sense of satisfaction.Mrs. Tidson had just walked into the living room, carrying a fruit platter. She noticed her daughter’s rare smile and teased,“Something good finally happened? Let me guess… Luke replied?”Natalie passed her the phone, eyes gleaming.“Better than that. Look at this—Dexie’s having an affair, and Samuel blasted the whole group with the proof.”Mrs. Tidson’s eyes narrowed as she flipped through the photos.Dexie, leaning against a handsome man in a ridiculous pink suit, their posture intimate—The photos said it all.A gloating smile curled across Mrs. Tidson’s face.“Good. With these photos floating around, Dexie’s done for. She won’t be able to crawl back to Luke even if she begs.”Natalie’s sour mood lifted at the thought.She could practically pictur

Roy smiled faintly at Dexie’s words, but she quickly dismissed him, her voice calm and distant.“We’re not living in some romantic movie, Roy. I don’t have feelings for you.”Her tone wasn’t cruel — just… honest.Roy didn’t take it to heart. He already knew.But that didn’t stop him from worrying.What bothered him more was the ridiculous game between Dexie and Luke.Dexie found it laughable that now — only now — Luke didn’t want to let her go.When I was desperate for him, begging for a little warmth… he turned his back.And now that she’d finally signed the divorce papers?Now he suddenly cared?She scoffed under her breath.His persistence, his sudden jealousy — it was all a joke.Dexie turned her gaze away from Roy and quietly ate her noodles.Besides, she thought bitterly, his ex-girlfriend is back now. I was always just a substitute.She had accepted that fact. She was his second choice — if there was ever a choice at all.Roy’s eyes stayed on her, quietly observing.If he hadn’t

“Dexie.”Simon’s voice broke through the tense air, sharp and low.Dexie’s eyes shifted, landing on Simon, calm and steady.Simon walked over, ignoring Natalie’s smug face entirely. His gaze swept across the scene—the faint red mark on Natalie’s cheek, Dexie’s cool expression, and Luke, standing there like a bomb ready to explode.“What happened?” Simon asked, his tone gentle, but there was an edge to it that only Dexie could catch.Before Dexie could answer, Natalie jumped in like a trained actress.“What happened?” she repeated, feigning pitiful innocence. “She hit me. Right in front of everyone.” Her voice wavered as if she was on the verge of tears.She clung to Luke’s arm, eyes wide, trembling like a helpless victim.Dexie crossed her arms, amused by the performance.She didn’t bother explaining herself, nor did she spare Natalie a glance.Simon noticed.The old Dexie would’ve tried so hard to defend herself, to explain, to prove her worth.But now? She looked like she couldn’t ca

Natalie clenched her fists, forcing a tight smile to hide her trembling lips. But her eyes betrayed her — wide, uncertain, burning with quiet frustration.“So… you chose her,” she said softly, though her voice cracked halfway. Her gaze drifted to Dexie, standing not far away, calm as ever, like none of this bothered her. That only fueled the ache twisting in Natalie’s chest.Luke didn’t answer right away. His sharp jaw clenched, his eyes cold and unreadable as they locked onto Natalie’s face. His silence was louder than words.Simon watched the scene unfold, his arms crossed, amused, like a spectator finally seeing karma do its work.Natalie took a shaky breath, stepping a little closer, her pride battling her desperation. “Luke… are you saying… you never loved me? All those years—” Her voice faltered again. “—meant nothing?”For a fleeting second, something flickered in Luke’s eyes. Guilt? Regret? But it vanished as quickly as it appeared.“I’m saying…” Luke’s voice was low, steady, t

Even though they were only on the phone, Dexie could practically feel Susan’s anger simmering through the line.It took a few seconds, but Susan finally spoke, her voice smooth, rehearsed, the perfect mask.“We’re family,” Susan began softly, as if Dexie hadn’t heard that line a thousand times. “I know you weren’t in the best mood that day. Regina and I… we’ll forgive you.”Dexie sneered to herself. She’s good, I’ll give her that. No wonder she played everyone so easily in my past life.Susan’s voice softened further, almost motherly. “Dexie, I know you’re busy with work, but you still have to eat. We’ve been waiting for you… I’ll go check if the soup is ready.”Before Dexie could shoot back another sharp reply, Susan hurriedly ended the call.Dexie didn’t waste another second thinking about it. She buried herself in work, pushing all unnecessary emotions aside.By the time she looked up again, it was nearly 7:30.Reluctantly, she grabbed her things and headed for the Zellweger house.