Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ex-Wife Returns for Revenge : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Nicole’s body stiffened as she watched Leo, her eyes darting around for anything that could double as a weapon. Her hands were bunched into fists, her nails digging into her palms, as if ready to defend herself if it came to that. Her breathing was shallow and controlled, but her heart was another story altogether, racing, thundering against her chest like some warning drum.She had seen enough in her life, either on TV or in reality, in whispered cautionary tales, to understand that when a man shows up uninvited in the dead of night, trouble is usually not very far behind."What do you want?" Her voice was sharp, her tone designed to slice through any pretense.She stepped back instinctively, angling herself closer to a discarded plank she had spotted earlier. Her body was tense, coiled, ready to act.Leo raised his hands quickly, palms outward, a universal gesture of peace but there was still something about his calm demeanor that unsettled her. "Relax," he said, his voice low an

Taylor adjusted his tie as he locked the door to his office, the weight of another long day bearing down on him. Taylons Enterprises had seen better days, but the growing competition in the market wasn’t making things any easier. As he walked toward the elevator, his phone buzzed in his pocket, pulling him from his thoughts.He glanced at the screen; it was a call from Jake, one of his oldest friends. A faint smile tugged his lips as he answered."Jake, what's up?""Taylor!" Jake's voice boomed through the speaker. "We're in town, man! Me, Chris, and Logan. Thought we'd call you up before you bury yourself in those spreadsheets again."Taylor chuckled softly, stepping into the elevator. "You guys just got in? What brings you to Peterborough?""Does that matter?" Logan's voice cut in with a laugh. "What matters is we're here, and we're dragging you out for drinks tonight. You've been way too quiet lately."Taylor sighed, already foreseeing the back-and-forth. "Guys, I appreciate it, bu

“Mum, did you set this up?” Taylor’s voice was low, but the weight of his anger pressed each word like a heavy stone. His jaw was clenched, his fists balled at his sides as he glared at his mother, who stood frozen near the hallway.Slowly, she turned to him, her face a mask of innocence trying to veil the guilt. She squared her shoulders and cocked her head as if she hadn't heard the question."Mum," Taylor repeated, this time louder and sharper. "Did you invite Sarah into my bed? You set this up, hoping she'd seduce me?”Veronica let out a sigh, the veneer falling from her face as she regarded her son, her lips pressed into a thin line. "Fine," she admitted, her chin lifting in defiance. "Yes, I did. And I don't regret it, Taylor. It's for your own good. You need to move on."Taylor's face furrowed in disbelief. "Move on? You think this is the way to help me 'move on'? Throwing Sarah into my bed like I'm some hormonal teenager?""You need a wife, Taylor," Veronica shot back. "And I

There are those moments in one's life that seem to whisper from a distance, gentle hints usually brushed off as coincidences or fleeting thoughts. In Nicole's case, that was when she saw the name Leonard Abrams on the project file she reviewed several weeks ago at Taylons Enterprises while working as a secretary to his ex-husband.The name came with weight, the kind that clings to headlines and television screens, proclaiming success and opulence.She had never met the man behind the name, but the world knew him-a prodigy, one of New York's youngest billionaires. Yet, there was something about his last name that hit her differently.Abrams.The word danced on her tongue, burrowing into her brain as though it belonged to her too.Could all these be just mere coincidences? She had been thrown out of her family when she was so little that her memories of them were fragmented at best: her mother's warmth, the sound of her laughter, her family name, all faded whispers now. She had burie

The room was thick with tension, and Nicole could feel her pulse quickening as Charles’s accusatory words hung in the air. Bella immediately spun on her boyfriend, chastising him with sharp words. “Charles, what the hell is wrong with you? You don’t just throw out accusations like that!” she snapped, though her tone softened just a little when she added, “But… is it true?”Leo wasn't as restrained. "Are you serious right now?" he fired at Charles, his voice an even mix of anger and mockery. "What, you read a couple of headlines, and all of a sudden, you're a detective?”Nicole didn’t take a single step further, the racing of her heart, the growing fury; all bade their time below the surface. Still, she looked in front of her in dead silence, her fists balled tightly at her sides. The humiliation was overpowering her, very similar in nature to one which she felt many, many times already, with each single soul who thought that would be great to be rerunning a number of the tabloids a