All Chapters of No More Mrs. Nice Girl: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The moment I set foot inside the mall, a sense of unease gripped me. My pulse quickened as I scanned the bustling crowd, an inexplicable feeling that something—or someone—I’d rather avoid was just around the corner. Brushing off the feeling, I reminded myself of my mission: buy some dresses. My wardrobe had suffered after the last purge when I realized Alex bought those dresses for her. The nerve of him—gifting me his mistress’s rejected outfits as if they were symbols of love. I’d burned every last one, and today, I intended to replace them.As I wandered through the Western wear section, my fingers grazed a sleek, emerald dress. A small smile formed on my lips, thinking how satisfying it would feel to treat myself after months of pouring myself into the Royals project. Just as I was about to pull the dress from the rack, a familiar voice cut through the air, freezing me in place.“Well, well, if it isn’t Mila,” the voice purred, dripping with false sweetness more likely in moking t

“The one from the mall, Mila! The one where Alex slapped you in front of everyone! It’s gone viral, like, everywhere! It’s all over social media. People are posting it left and right. I can’t believe it!” Sally’s voice was a mix of anger and disbelief. “What the hell happened? Why didn’t you tell me? Are you alright?”I froze, the breath catching in my throat. Viral? The thought of my humiliation being broadcasted to the world, out of my control, made my skin crawl. This can’t be real.I squeezed my phone tighter, trying to steady my breath. My mind was still racing, trying to piece everything together. Alex had always had a way of controlling the narrative, but this time… this time he had crossed a line.“I’m fine,” I lied, forcing calmness into my voice. “I’m just heading home now. I’ll explain everything later.”But I was too numb to take in her concern. All I could think of was how my world had just exploded in the worst way possible. The slap, the video, my privacy shattered… I c

I barely made it to the sink before I started vomiting, my body heaving, all that delicious food suddenly working against me. When I straightened, I felt dizzy, my head spinning as if I’d just stepped off a roller coaster. My hands were cold, and a strange exhaustion washed over me, settling deep in my bones. Sally was right outside the door, her concern quickly turning to worry. “Mila, are you okay? You look so pale. Do you need water or something?” I tried to reassure her, forcing a shaky smile. “I’m fine. Must’ve been a long day and maybe…maybe I ate too fast.” But as I walked back to the living room, a few things lingered— the sudden nausea, the dizziness, a lingering tiredness I couldn’t shake. I brushed it off, chalking it up to stress and fatigue. Yet something gnawed at the back of my mind, as if my body was trying to tell me something just beyond my understanding. But for now, I ignored it, focusing instead on cleaning up and carrying on, pretending that everything was perf

After a long moment of silence, I made up my mind. I couldn’t ignore this anymore—whoever had been reaching out to me clearly had something important to say. I looked at Sally, determination set in my eyes. “I think I need to go,” I said quietly. Sally’s face immediately filled with worry, but she didn’t argue. Instead, she nodded firmly. “Then I’m coming with you. You’re not going anywhere alone, Mila, especially not in… well, this situation.” A small smile tugged at my lips. “Thank you, Sally. I don’t think I’d want to face this on my own anyway.” I reached down, my hand unconsciously resting on my stomach. There was a strange warmth there, a feeling that almost felt protective, like my body was somehow reminding me that I wasn’t truly alone. My heart softened, and I knew then that I had to be careful—not just for myself, but for the tiny life inside me too. After gathering a few things, we headed out, the drive long and winding as we left the familiarity of the city behind. Sall

I rushed toward Sally, grinning at the sight of her standing amidst the disheveled guards. She turned, her fierce expression softening as she spotted me.“Oh, Mila!” she called, slightly out of breath but still composed. “Don’t worry! I was just practicing a little self-defense,” she said with a mischievous glint in her eye. “I had their consent, of course.”One guard, grimacing as he rubbed his shoulder, managed a weak nod. “Y-yeah, she asked us first,” he said, clearly regretting his choice. “We just… didn’t expect her to be so good.”The other guard, still catching his breath, gave a small nod as well. “She’s got some serious skills, way more than we bargained for.”Sally shrugged, looking proud and unfazed. “Well, a girl’s gotta be prepared, right?”Arin chuckled beside me, clearly entertained. “Remind me never to underestimate you.Sally shot Arin a sharp glare, clearly sizing him up with a hint of suspicion. I could sense the tension, so I quickly stepped in.“Arin, this is Sall