My Husband Cheated, then His Billionaire Uncle Spoiled me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Ella's POVThe party was in full swing when we arrived. The music was deafening, and the crowd was electric. People danced like they were trying to forget their own lives, and I felt an odd sense of comfort in their chaos. I clutched the mask against my face, feeling both excited and nervous. Lily handed me a drink, her grin wide.“Here,” she said, pushing it into my hand. “Drink. You’re going to need it.”I took a sip, the alcohol burning my throat. It wasn’t my usual drink, but tonight wasn’t a usual night. The bitterness was a strange reminder of what I was trying to leave behind.As the drinks kept coming, I found myself loosening up. Men approached me, their eyes hungry even behind their masks. One of them slid an arm around my waist, pulling me closer. His cologne was intoxicating, and for a moment, I let myself lean into him.“Who are you hiding from?” he whispered, his lips dangerously close to my ear.“No one,” I replied, my voice steadier than I expected. “I’m just here to h

ELLA'S POVThe house was quiet, too quiet, after Dave stormed out. For days, he didn’t return. Not a call, not a message—just nothing. I should’ve been relieved, maybe even glad to have some peace. But instead, I felt the silence creeping up on me like a heavy fog. Each passing day only made the knot in my stomach tighter.I spent most of my time at Lily’s place. She didn’t ask too many questions, which I appreciated, but the concern in her eyes said enough. I couldn’t bring myself to tell her everything. How could I? How could I say out loud the mess I’d gotten myself into?The shame of last night’s memories still clung to me. Collins. His name alone made my chest tighten. What happened shouldn’t have happened, but it did. And no matter how much I tried to push it away, it kept coming back to me like waves crashing against the shore.I stayed up late every night, pacing the room or staring blankly at the ceiling. My thoughts wouldn’t let me rest. “What now, Ella?” I kept asking mysel

Collins' POV"How about you talk to your wife, why had she been staring at me also!" The words left my mouth before I could stop them. I saw Ella's eyes widen with panic, her fingers clutching her champagne glass so tightly I thought it might shatter. A sick satisfaction coursed through me. Let her worry. She'd played her games, and now she could deal with the consequences.Dave's grip on my collar tightened, his knuckles white with rage. "What the hell are you talking about?"I shouldn't have said anything. The memory of that night at the masked party flooded back unbidden – her body against mine, her moans, the shock when our masks came off. The same woman I'd dismissed three years ago as just another gold digger after our family's money.I remembered that first meeting clearly. She'd walked into the family gathering with practiced grace, all innocent smiles and perfect manners. Dave had been besotted, but I'd seen right through her act. Growing up in this world of wealth and privil

Dave's POVThe call ended abruptly, leaving me staring at my phone in rage. No name, no number, just those words echoing in my head: "I have photos of your wife and the man she spent the night in a hotel room with."I looked up to find Collins and Ella standing awkwardly at the entrance, keeping their distance from each other. Something about their body language set off alarm bells in my head."What the hell is going on?" I stepped between them, studying their faces. "Uncle Collins, are those bruises healing well? You seem to be moving around just fine."Collins met my gaze steadily. "Unlike some people, I know how to take a hit.""And you, dear wife?" I turned to Ella, watching her fidget with her purse strap. "You seem awfully quiet this morning. Anything you want to tell me? You better tell me who you were with before I find out by myself.""Dave, stop it," Ella whispered, her eyes darting between Collins and me. "Your parents are waiting.""Oh, we have time." I moved closer to her

Dave's POVThe quarterly reports blurred before my eyes, numbers dancing like mocking specters across the page. Each line spelled out the same truth: we were drowning. Three years of questionable decisions and risky ventures had finally caught up with Scott Enterprises. The company my father had built, the legacy I was supposed to protect—all of it slipping through my fingers.I admit, I have been slacking off on my duties, partying more, buying more diamonds for the women who caught my eyes. Anything to make their legs spread for me.However, I can't believe I let it get this bad. If this continues, the company might have to file for bankruptcy and I have no idea how I'm going to face my dad. He already thought I didn't have what it took to manage the company. Everyone thought the same. Collins had just always been better at everything."Mr. Scott?" Sarah's voice drifted through my dark thoughts. My assistant stood in the doorway, her lipstick freshly applied, blouse buttons done u