All Chapters of Ex-Husband’s Nemesis: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 61Andrea’s POVMy call with Jason had ended, but his voice still echoed in my ears like a bad aftertaste I couldn’t spit out.Don’t cry, Andrea. You’ll ruin that pretty face of yours, so Jason still sees me as his. He sounded like I was his property. Irritation crawled under my skin. How could someone be so shameless? The way his behavior switched when I told him I was accepting his proposal—what an idiot. He thinks the world revolves around him. A small, fleeting sense of satisfaction crept through me. Jason had fallen for my trap. It was easier than I thought.I turned to Jake, whose eyes remained focused on the road. I kept staring at him from the corner of my eye. So, this is going to be my husband soon, I pondered. Fake husband, though. If not for this contract marriage, I would’ve sworn off men for good after my divorce with Jason. I had closed that chapter of my life. Never in my wildest imagination had I thought I’d be getting married again—and to this man sitting ne

Chapter 63.The morning light spilled across the room in streaks of soft gold. I blinked against it, my body heavy with sleep but my mind already restless. For a moment, I stayed still, letting the silence wrap around me like a thin blanket. Claire was still fast asleep beside me, her face turned toward the window, hair tangled on the pillow. Her breathing was soft, steady. Peaceful.I eased out of bed quietly, careful not to wake her. The cold floor nipped at my feet as I walked across the room but I didn’t mind. I stood by the window for a long second, arms folded across my chest, just looking at the garden it used to be my normal routine when I wasn't working but today I wanted to enjoy the view and maybe just relax my nerves a bit.Today was the day.The weight of it sat heavy in my chest. I glanced back at Claire. Part of me still couldn’t believe I’d told her everything. Or most of it, anyway. Her reaction played on repeat in my mind—her shock, her worry, the way she kept asking

Chapter 65 “You’re quiet now.” Jason’s face was right in front of mine. His breath touched my skin, heavy and cold. “For someone who was running her mouth a few moments ago, you look calm. What happened to all that fire, Andrea?”I blinked, unsure how to answer. My throat felt like sandpaper, the words stuck somewhere between fear and confusion. I wasn’t prepared for this part of the plan. I was so confident nothing could go wrong.My skin crawled. The wire taped beneath my blouse suddenly felt like it was burning into me. I wrapped my arms around myself instinctively, eyes flashing around the restaurant. There were only a few people scattered across tables. No one was paying attention. No one saw what was about to go wrong.Jason’s voice dropped low. “Come on, Andrea. Let’s take this off. It’s ridiculous.”He reached forward, fingers brushing the edge of my collar like he owned me. Like he could just touch and take and do as he pleased.“No,” I snapped, my voice cracking. I stood up

Chapter 67Claire povThe soft chime of the boutique’s entrance bell echoed through the store.I stepped out of my office, ready to attend to one of my favorite clients who was checking out our latest collection in the dress section. As I walked closer to her, wearing a big smile on my face, my gaze shifted—and there she was.Andrea.Her shoulders were slightly hunched, and her eyes darted around like she was trying to hide whatever storm was going on inside her. My heart skipped a beat—not from worry, but from a flicker of annoyance.Why does she have to come now? I have a client to attend to.Yes, I had told her I wanted to see her, but that was only to cover my tracks. I didn’t want her to suspect that I was the one who told Jason she was wearing a wire. Jason had warned me—strictly—not to let Andrea find out I was the one that tipped him off, I was doing all the work for him and still he wanted to push me aside.And after everything I’ve done for him, he still had the guts to try

Chapter 69Jason POVThe cigar burned slowly between my fingers, smoke curling lazily into the night air. I sat back in the cushioned chair on my balcony, legs stretched out, eyes locked on nothing in particular. The city lights blinked in the distance like.I took another drag, letting the bitter smoke fill my lungs before exhaling with a low grunt.“Damn,” I muttered, jaw tightening. “That lunch almost ruined everything.”If Claire hadn’t told me Andrea was wearing a wire, by now I’d be all over the headlines. Andrea and Jake would be sipping wine, laughing over my downfall. That would’ve been a massive loss for me.I flicked the ash off the end of the cigar, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees. My fingers twitched slightly.“She thought she could outsmart me,” I said under my breath.I shook my head.“But Jason, you should have known,” I muttered to myself. “She called all sweet and calm, asking to meet up. The Andrea I talked to earlier that day was full of fury like she wa