All Chapters of Ex-Husband’s Nemesis: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 102Poom…Poom…Poom…That was the first thing I heard.Soft. Steady. Like a heartbeat, but outside my body.I didn’t know where I was. My eyes were still closed. Everything felt heavy. My arms, my chest, even my thoughts.But that sound kept going.Poom… poom… poom…Like it was reminding me I was still here.My fingers twitched. The air around me was cold, sterile, but safe. Different.I blinked slowly, once, then again. Light rushed in, too bright at first. My lids fluttered open, and everything looked blurry, like I was underwater.It took a few seconds, maybe more, for things to settle.White ceiling. Pale blue curtains. Machines.The beeping beside me made sense now.A soft weight tugged at my hand. I turned slowly, my head barely shifting. A clear drip was taped into the back of my hand, the IV line running up to a bag hanging beside the bed. My wrist and foot were wrapped. Cleaned. Bandaged.I was in the hospital.I was alive.My chest rose shakily. Tears pricked my eye

Chapter 104“This can’t be real…” I turned to Jason, confusion written all over my face.My eyes flicked back to the TV to be sure I wasn’t dreaming.“My eyes are not deceiving me, right? Jake, you can see this too?”Jake stood frozen for a second before stepping forward.“Andrea, you don’t have to watch this,” he said, reaching for the remote.“No. Leave it,” I snapped.I couldn’t breathe. My chest felt tight. How is this possible? This was the biggest shock of my life. Claire?No. No way. Something was wrong. Somewhere.“Are you sure Jason doesn’t have something against her? Maybe he forced her to marry him just to spite me?” I asked, my voice shaky.Jake sighed heavily. “No, Andrea. Claire’s doing it of her own free will.”“That’s a big lie!” I screamed.“You don’t know Claire like I do. I’ve been friends with her for more than fifteen years. She would never betray me. Never side with Jason.”“It can’t be. It can’t be,” I muttered, shaking my head as tears welled in my eyes.My ang

Chapter 106 Andrea’s POV I got discharged the day after I saw the news about Claire and Jason’s wedding. My parents were bent on me staying longer. They even told the doctor and nurses to convince me to stay another week, but I had already made up my mind. There was no way I was going to lie in that hospital bed for another second, feeling the sting of betrayal crawling under my skin. I needed to be out of there. I needed to breathe. In the end, my parents saw it too, they knew I had made up my mind. So they gave in. And today makes it one week since I came home. My injuries are almost fully healed. For the past week, I’ve been thinking. Trying to come to terms with everything. Trying to accept the truth that Claire never really cared for me. I should’ve known. I should’ve suspected something when that wire incident happened at the restaurant with Jason. But I didn’t. I was too blinded by the love I felt for her, too loyal. Too trusting. What a fool I was. Claire was never

Chapter 108Jake’s pov Andrea was right.Giving up wasn’t the best option, hell, it never was. But that hadn’t crossed my mind over the past few days. I’d locked myself away in this place, drowning in regret, pacing the floor like it held answers, blaming myself for not moving fast enough.But what truly ate me alive deep down, past the failed plans and lost inheritance, was that I hadn’t seen her.Not since that day at the hospital.I’d walked out, convinced it was the right thing. Leave her be. Let her heal without me. I told myself she didn’t need me told myself she’d be better off. That I’d only remind her of what we lost.But that wasn’t what broke me.I missed her.I missed the sound of her voice. Wondering if she was getting better. If she could sleep through the night, or if Claire’s betrayal kept her up. I wondered if she hated me for disappearing.And still, I couldn’t bring myself to go to her.I thought removing myself was some twisted act of kindness. But maybe that w

Chapter 110 The car came to a halt in front of a hotel. For a second, I just stared. It was… grand. Elegant. The kind of place only the rich could afford. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Jake and I had already agreed we’d head back to his apartment after the reception, keep things simple, under the radar. But of course, my dad had other ideas. Just as we were saying our goodbyes, he stopped us, beaming like he’d pulled off some surprise we’d never forget. “I booked a suite for you two at The Valemont,” he’d said, proud and completely unaware of the panic that shot through my chest. “Only the best for my daughter and her new husband.” I smiled, stiffly. “Dad, you didn’t have to—” “Oh, please, Andrea. I asked you where you’d like to go for your honeymoon, and you said you didn’t want to travel because you missed working in the company since you’ve been home for some time now. But both of you need this. Relax. Enjoy yourselves.” We couldn’t say no. That would raise suspi