My Unfaithful Lover のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 231 - チャプター 240

IVY'S POVI never imagined that Scott would betray me. Not after everything I did for him. When Noir Elixir was crashing down, I stepped in like the savior he never deserved. I brought a design that originally belonged to Alfred— yes, I knew it wasn’t mine. But I was desperate. I wanted to help Scott. I wanted him to see me —not just as someone from his past, but as someone worth loving again.Back when he and I broke up, I tried everything to get closer to him. I wanted us to work again. I wanted things to go back to how they used to be. But it wasn’t easy. Not when he had already gotten back together with my sister, Vina. Lovina. My twin sister.Lovina was always the perfect one. The favorite child. The one everyone chose first. The one who never had to try too hard to be loved. While I had to fight for attention, she always had it handed to her. But when fate handed me another chance to be close to Scott, I didn’t think twice.Scott asked me to model for him. I said yes, of course.

SCOTT'S POV For years, I lived under my father’s shadow— no, under his grip. He ruled not with loud words or strong hands, but with silence and expectations. Expectations that were heavy and cold. The kind that made you doubt yourself, even on days when everything went right. On the surface, he looked calm. But beneath that calm was control— tight, unshakable control.I grew up thinking that maybe, just maybe, one day he’d let me prove myself. I thought I would be the one to carry on the legacy. Noir Elixir was supposed to be mine. I studied for it. I worked in the company, learning from the ground up. I did everything right— or at least I tried to.But deep down, I always knew the truth. He would never really give it to me. Not willingly. And I was right.When he finally stepped down and retired, he didn’t call me to his office with a smile or hand over the authority like I had dreamed. No. He had no plans to hand the company to me. It was never in his mind.And then came Lovina.Sh

ALFRED'S POVAnother trial at the court is less than two weeks away, but Vina and I hadn’t spoken in days. It felt strange not hearing from her, especially now when I needed her the most. She was my lawyer, but more than that, she was my only hope. Still, the silence between us grew like a heavy fog, thick and hard to breathe through. Every day without her call made me feel more alone. I kept checking my phone, hoping to see her name on the screen. But nothing came. No messages. No calls. Just silence.In the midst of that silence, a twisted offer kept popping up.Kira.She continuously reaching out to me, like a ghost from the past. She said she could stop everything— the trial, the threats, the chaos. All I had to do was get back together with her. Just like before. Like we never ended things. She made it sound so easy, like all the problems in my life could disappear if I just held her hand again. She acted like we were only a kiss away from peace.But nothing about this was simple

VINA'S POV Ivy sat right in front of me at the dining table. She hadn’t taken her eyes off me since I read Jack’s message. I tried to act calm, tried to look normal, but I was shaking all over. I couldn’t help it. My hands were trembling, and even though I kept telling myself to stay strong, my whole body felt like it was vibrating.“What’s wrong?” Scott whispered beside me. He touched my arm gently. That used to calm me down. Not anymore. I didn’t feel anything. I was numb. Empty.I could till feel Richard watching me. His eyes were sharp and cold, like he was trying to read my thoughts. He always watched too closely. Always looked too deep.“Jack’s father is dead,” I whispered under my breath.“What?” Scott shouted. His voice was loud and shocked. Too loud. Everyone at the table froze. Forks stopped halfway to mouths. Glasses were held in the air. The whole table went silent.“Any problem, son?” Nina asked from across the table. Her voice was calm, but I could tell she was paying c

VINA'S POVAfter what happened last night and what Kira displayed at the mansion that morning, I knew I couldn’t stay there any longer. I needed to breathe. I needed space. The sky was already crying, heavy rain pouring down as if it understood what I felt inside. But even the storm couldn’t stop me.I grabbed my car keys.“Just wait until the rain stops,” Ivy said from behind me, sounding worried.“I need to leave,” I whispered, not even looking back. “And please, start thinking of another lie to confuse everyone that you’re not pregnant.”I didn’t wait for her reply.The rain hit the windshield like tiny bullets as I drove straight to Alfred’s house. I didn’t care how wet or cold I was. My heart was heavier than the clouds above. I just needed to see him.When I entered Alfred’s house, it was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of silence that makes you feel like something is broken. The whole place reeked of alcohol and cigarettes. My chest tightened. That smell— grief, pain, stress— it was