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Elena“Dean Deene.” The bastard who joined Darcy to steal my work and championed the cause of dismissing me from the design department. He sat there like a true academician, and his look could really fool others. Does his wife know the kind of monster she had as a husband? This fat pig surely had a thing with Darcy, but I couldn’t prove it then. What kind of joke was this, for him to sit right beside me at this ceremony? Were the organizers trying to choke me with anger?“Do you want to change seats?” David sensed my displeasure. He could tell I was fuming, hence the question. It would have been okay to change seats, but I wouldn’t give Professor Dean the benefit of thinking I was running from him. If anyone should be running from the other, it should be him trying to avoid me, not the other way around.“Why should we run when the evildoers are comfortably seated?” With that statement, David knew I wouldn’t back down tonight. He could even tell that I had something in store for the fa

Elena I was still so pissed about everything that transpired at the hotel. However, I had no other choice but to join the others at the after-party that was carefully planned by the Simpson Group as they put it. Carefully planned, my ass. That jerk only wants more time to harass me. I wonder what he seeks to achieve by doing this. Everyone began shipping Ronan Simpson and I, causing my blood to boil like a volcano was about to erupt inside me. How on earth would they know that I spent three hellish years with the same man under the same roof? He was my freaking husband. I wish I could scream that out loud, and expose his cheating ass to everyone. Then again, what do I care? He cheated on me over and over again, yet, I only wanted to remain with him. He was the love of my life, but he had another person as the love of his life. Now, he wants to have me back. As what? Tsk! How ironic! When I finally walked away from all his excesses, he had the guts to beg for my forgiveness. He

Ronan I didn’t know what happened, but as I sat behind the screen and watched Elena speak about everything she went through, I was angry with her husband, just like all the other guests at the venue. I couldn’t reconcile everything she said with the timeline. Just that, this husband of hers was none other than myself. How could I accept that Elena suffered so much while being under my roof? I was so foolish back then, chasing someone like Darcy Taylor. I fell for all her schemes, only to end up destroying my family with my own two hands. I could hear the murmuring of both men and women, and people wanted to know who her husband was. They wanted her to tell them if the man was still alive or not. They wanted to know the man who caused her so much pain, but Elena didn’t mention my name even once. “Elijah, the people want to know who the scumbag who abandoned her was. Elena doesn’t want to mention my name. Could it be that she’s still angry with me?” I knew the response to that que

RonanI was stupefied. Darcy spoke so carelessly because she felt no one else was around. She thought the place was surrounded by her men. Hmmph! I’m only standing here and listening to her rants because I wanted to hear more of whatever she wanted to say. Even Elena wanted to know the truth, despite feeling as if her insides were placed in an oven. “You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, Elena Jones. You had a loving father and another family that adored you like gold. They worshipped the ground on which you stepped. As for me, my own mother didn’t give a damn about me. She could even use me as a collateral to buy drugs. Do you know how useless I felt when men came to our house and stared at me so lecherously? Some of them even succeeded in smacking me on the butt or secretly touching my breast. Those beasts wanted me, but I was only lucky none of them forced his way with me. I knew my mother wouldn’t even give a damn if that had happened.” Anyone would have felt pity fo

Ronan Elena jumped up when the front door was hit with so much force. She feared it was the other men that Darcy spoke of. I saw fear in the eyes of Elena like never before. Despite the fear, I also noticed how resigned she was. She had given up already, and nothing ever prepared me for this sight. I expected to see excitement on her face, but her eyes looked rather dead. My heart felt like it was pierced by a thousand needles simultaneously. Even Elijah heaved a sigh of relief when he raised his head with difficulty and noticed it wasn’t the other side’s reinforcement. Seeing me at the door, I knew he could scream if he had the chance. I finally understood why I didn’t hear Elijah’s voice since he was captured. Darcy even said so many taunting words to him, but he didn’t retaliate. I know he hated Darcy with a passion, and it was only this encounter that made me understand that the feeling was mutual. Darcy equally hated him as much as Elijah did. The difference was that Elijah