All Chapters of Ex-Husband’s Nemesis: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter 112Jake's povThe moment I got to my room, I laid on my bed and let out a slow breath.My eyes were fixed on a painting in my room of a woman dressed in flowers. It was a beautiful piece, but right now, it reminded me of Andrea.God.I closed my eyes for a second, then opened them again, replaying her in that wedding gown. She looked… breathtaking. Like something out of a dream. No, she looked like an angel walking straight toward me. I hadn’t expected it to hit me so hard, but when she stood beside me and said those vows—even though we both knew it was fake I felt every damn word. Like she meant them. I had to pinch myself to remember it was all part of the plan. I rolled to my side and rubbed my eyes. My mind wandered to last night at the hotel. She probably thought I was asleep when I got out of the bathroom and slid under the covers. But I wasn’t. I had just kept my eyes shut and my breathing loud so she’d think I was already fast asleep, to make her feel at ease. I didn

Chapter 114The day had been a busy one. I had a lot of pending work to attend to since I’d been out of the office for a while.I dropped the final folder on my desk and let out a slow breath.“Done,” I whispered to myself, letting the word roll off my tongue like a reward. It felt good to be busy again, not thinking about Jason, Claire, or Mr. Anonymous. Work was the only time my mind felt relaxed.I stood up and stretched my back, hearing a faint crack. I must’ve been sitting for too long.My eyes drifted across the office space, landing on a flower vase Claire had gifted me during one of her visits. I walked over to it, grabbed it angrily, and dumped it straight into the bin—just the same way Claire trashed our friendship. I wanted nothing more than to smash that vase on the ground, but it would only cause a scene.My mind pulled me back to the day Claire barged into this office, looking like the world had collapsed on her shoulders. She asked if I was okay, concerned about the sca

Chapter 116Jason’s POV“Babe,” Andrea said, holding Jake’s arm, staring up at him like he was the only one in the room. “Don’t go so low and exchange words with—” she cut her eyes at me “him.”“You’re right,” Jake said, his voice calm as he led her back to their seat.And just like that, I was left standing there like a damn fool.My anger knew no bounds. Watching Jake and Andrea together felt like someone was slowly stabbing a knife into my chest—inch by inch. To make things worse, there they were, laughing and looking all lovey-dovey like they were the perfect couple in love. I hated the sight of them.Andrea is mine. She will always be mine.I clenched my fists by my side, heat rising up my neck. I wanted nothing more than to break those hands he was using to hold her. How were the both of them so damn comfortable doing this right in front of me? I stared at them in rage, but they didn’t care. They just kept whispering, giggling like I was invisible.I took a slow step toward them

Chapter 118Claire POVShit, shit, shit.“I’m fucked! Ughhh!” I screamed as I paced around one of the guest rooms.Jason and his family were still downstairs, but I couldn’t stay there with them, not with the way I’m feeling right now. My heart was pounding so fast I could barely think. I pressed my hands to my chest, trying to breathe, but I couldn’t stop whispering:What am I going to do?What am I going to do?I staggered back. My back hit the wall, and I let myself slide down. My legs were too weak to hold me. I still couldn’t breathe. I hadn’t felt this scared in all my life, and it was because of that dead old man.All this is happening… because of that clause. “Married to a noble and influential family,” my foot. Why did that dead, foolish man have to do this to me? That dead man wants to ruin all my dreams and destroy everything I’ve worked for.Everything was already perfect and in place. I’m married to Jason, and enjoying the life that comes with being tied to a rich and inf

Chapter 110Claire’s POVI was flipping through fabric samples on my desk, trying to figure out which of them was best to add to the store collection.I heard a knock on the door.“Come in.”The receptionist walked in. “Ma, your mother-in—”Before she could finish, Jason’s mother brushed past her, looking annoyed.“Did you expect me to stay outside and wait for you? What are you teaching your workers, Claire?” she said to me with a proud smugness.“Get out of my sight, you fool,” she yelled at the receptionist.“Sorry, ma,” she bowed quickly and rushed out.“You should be lucky I’m in a good mood today. I would’ve had you sacked.”“Sorry, ma,” she bowed again and locked the door.Why the hell was she here? I stood up and walked to her.“Sorry about that, Mum. It won’t happen again.”“It better not,” she said, walking to the couch like she owned the place and sat down.“Welcome,” I greeted, forcing a pleasant smile as I stood beside her.She smiled back and reached out to touch my stom