All Chapters of Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51. Unexpected Visit

{Peter's POV}I ended the call and dropped my phone onto the desk, rubbing my sweaty palms together. I hadn't realized just how nervous I was until I received confirmation that the video of Rachel had been removed from the internet. Thank goodness for the influence I had.Letting out a deep sigh, I ran a hand through my hair before rising from my chair. I walked over to the glass wall, gazing out at the city. This had always been my favorite thing to do, watching the endless movement of people below, the vibrant city lights blending into a symphony of colors, and the chaos that somehow always seemed perfectly organized.The soft creak of the door opening behind me pulled me from my thoughts. I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.Mabel was the only person in the entire Stewart Company who had unrestricted access to my office. Not because I fully trusted her, but because she was my personal assistant."Mr. Henderson, there’s a lady here to see you," Mabel’s small voice chimed

Last Updated : 2025-02-23

52. A Dinner Date

{Martha's POV}My heart ached with every passing minute as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. For the fifth time, I reminded myself why I was doing this. Why I had to.Carolina straightened the last section of my hair, running her fingers through the strands with admiration. I couldn’t deny it, the smooth, silky look suited me. My brown waves shimmered under the vanity light, framing my face just right.I reached for a lip gloss and coated my nude lips with a subtle sheen. Turning toward Carolina, I placed my hands on my waist. “How do I look?”Her smile was bright, teasing. “Beautiful. I’m sure Peter won’t be able to resist staring at you.”I rolled my eyes but smiled. “Thanks.” I grabbed my silver purse from the vanity and tugged down the hem of my plush dinner dress. “If Nathan comes before I return, tell him I went out for an important meeting.”Carolina chuckled. “Got it. Just make sure to break a heart today.”I smirked, shaking my head as I stepped out of the room.—The

Last Updated : 2025-02-26

53. Convincing Him

{Martha's POV}I took a deep breath and exhaled sharply as I sat in the passenger seat of the car. The city lights flickered through the tinted windows, casting shadows that danced across my face.Through the rearview mirror, I caught Hendrix stealing a glance at me before quickly looking away. He was always unreadable, but tonight, I sensed something behind his gaze, curiosity, perhaps, or maybe concern.The dinner had gone well. Peter had been thoroughly engaged, hanging onto every word, savoring every moment. And yet, all I could think about was the feel of his hand in mine, It wasn’t supposed to happen.I hadn’t planned for physical contact, hadn’t accounted for how much it would unsettle me. And the fact that it was just the beginning, that there might be more, made my stomach churn with unease, there had to be another way.I shook my head, my mind racing for an alternative. Some way to get those documents from Peter without spending more time with him, without letting him touch

Last Updated : 2025-02-26

54. A Little Info

{Nathan’s POV}The day had been far more stressful than usual, especially compared to my regular routine of scheduled surgeries and checking in on patients a few days after they've been discharged.I dropped the tab onto my desk and sank into the brown leather chair opposite it. I reached up to massage my temples, the tension in my head throbbing, before letting my head rest on the armrest. I closed my eyes, trying to clear my mind and release the weight of the day before I gathered the energy to finish my remaining tasks.The creak of the door pulled me out of my momentary respite. I lifted my head to see who was at the door.“Dr. Nathan, one of your patients is here to see you,” Nurse Hannah said, her hand still on the doorknob.I glanced at her through tired eyelids. “Who is it, precisely?" The question slipped from my lips slower than intended.“Mrs. Henderson,” she replied, shutting the door. Almost immediately, it opened again, and Mrs. Henderson walked in, looking more excited

Last Updated : 2025-03-04

55. Just A Moment

{Martha's POV}I grabbed a file from the stack Hendrix had placed on my desk and scribbled my signature on the first page before setting it aside with the rest of the completed documents.Flipping open another file, I signed it quickly, only to pause and glance at the remaining stack waiting for my approval. With a sigh, I realized I'd been doing this for hours now, reviewing purchase confirmations and sales reports. I couldn't help but wonder just how many products had been sold so far and how many more orders needed verification.The sudden ringing of my phone pulled me out of my thoughts. Without checking the caller ID, I picked it up and brought it to my ear.“Hello?”“How are you doing, Martha?” Peter’s voice came through the speaker, instantly making my stomach twist. Instinctively, I felt the urge to hang up, but I quickly reminded myself to stay composed. I had a plan, and I needed to stick to it. If I wanted to get my hands on those documents, I had to keep up the act.“I’m f

Last Updated : 2025-03-05

56. Too Close

{Martha's Pov}Peter adjusted his grip on my hand and stepped in front of me, his blue eyes piercing into mine. "I don't know why I feel so..." He paused, as if searching for the right words. "Happy whenever I'm with you. I feel safe, and maybe that's why I tell you things."I pushed aside the unsettling feelings prickling my pulse as I slipped my hand free from his grasp. "I know how this might seem to you, Mr. Henderson," I murmured, stepping back. I knew this was my moment to convince him, but I couldn't stop myself from speaking the truth. "But you're married, and I'm sure your wife is at home right now, wondering why you haven't come back. And you know that I'm with Nathan. I don’t want things to get messy because of this."Peter took a step closer, reaching for my hand again. And to my own frustration, I let him. I seemed to be allowing a lot of things lately, and the urge to slap myself back to my senses was stronger than the urge to slap him."We shouldn’t let that bother us,

Last Updated : 2025-03-06

57. A Little Hint

{Peter’s POV}“Something tells me that she is Martha,” Rachel’s voice rang out from the living room just as I stepped inside.She immediately sprang up from her seat, rushing toward me, her excitement barely contained. The way she had said Martha’s name made my chest tighten with unease.My mother sat on the three-seater couch, scrolling through her phone with a level of seriousness that only fueled my suspicion.“Honey, you won’t believe this if I tell you,” Rachel exclaimed, her face lighting up as she met me halfway across the room.I sighed, already exhausted from the day, and rubbed a hand over my jaw. “What is it?” My tone was flat, but I couldn’t help the flicker of curiosity in my voice.For days, Rachel had been relentless about Martha, accusing her of being behind the termination of our contract with the Evans. She was convinced it was some elaborate revenge plot. I had laughed it off every time, finding the whole idea ridiculous.Martha Stewart, the fat, timid woman I once

Last Updated : 2025-03-06

58. A Little Chattering

{Martha's POV}I stood up from the bed, raising a hand to block the sunlight peeking through the slightly open curtains. As usual, Nathan wasn’t in the room, I assumed he was already up and getting ready for work.Walking over to the bathroom, I freshened up, changed into a fresh pair of light brown overalls, and headed downstairs.By the time I reached the kitchen, I found Carolina sitting on the counter, her eyes glued to her phone while she absentmindedly nibbled on a carrot.“Good morning, ma’am,” she greeted as I walked past her toward the refrigerator to grab a bottle of chilled water.“Morning, Carolina,” I replied, taking a seat across from her at the counter. Twisting open the bottle, I took a sip, then rested my hand on the counter, watching as she typed furiously on her phone before suddenly looking up at me.“You won’t believe this,” she blurted, her eyes widening to the size of baseballs. “The Hendersons are hosting an event to honor the death of the Stewart family. And g

Last Updated : 2025-03-06

59. Playing With Fire

{Martha’s POV}Mrs. Henderson gave me a sweet smile, the kind that hinted she knew something I didn’t. She removed her summer hat and placed it beside her, then leaned back in her seat.“You know, Martha, after all these years, I thought you’d be smart enough to come out of your shell.”I blinked, trying to decipher her words. It was clear she was playing the same game Rachel had attempted earlier, using carefully chosen words to push me to the edge, to make me lose control of my anger and spill the truth. But I refused to give her the satisfaction. Instead, I remained composed, pretending not to understand where she was heading.“What are you talking about, Mrs. Henderson?” I asked, arching an eyebrow.She paused for a moment, adjusting her posture on the lounge chair before speaking again. “I had a little conversation with Nathan yesterday. About you.” She tilted her head slightly, gauging my reaction. “I was very concerned, you see. I wanted to know more about you.”A chill crept u

Last Updated : 2025-03-07

60. Lake Water

{Martha's POV}I sat on the couch, legs crossed, staring at the TV screen. After the shopping trip and the disaster Rachel tried to create at the mall, I just couldn't shake the thought of how much the Hendersons had been on my neck these past few days. The fact that they were so close to uncovering the identity I had refused to accept put me more on edge than I had anticipated.I tried distracting myself with a rom-com, but instead, I found myself picking up my phone and scrolling through old pictures, pictures of me, the version they once called fat. It felt like I was staring at a stranger, as if the woman in those photos wasn’t the same person holding the phone.As I flicked through the images, I reached one of my parents. My mother stood beside my father, her golden-brown hair styled in neat, shoulder-length curls. I was between them, sharing the same hair color as my mother.A sharp sting pierced my chest. If only I had known they would never come back, I would have stopped them

Last Updated : 2025-03-09

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