Lahat ng Kabanata ng Revenge After Rebirth: No Longer Yours, Ex!: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Julia’s POV“Celeste has gone insane, and I am not surprised,” Jake said, his voice dripping with disdain as he approached me and snatched the ludo board from my hands. The velvet box wobbled in his grip, the red ribbon trailing like a forgotten afterthought. Before I could process his words, he stormed toward the door, yanking it open with such force that it rattled against the frame.“Jake! Where are you going?” I called out, my voice filled with confusion, but he didn’t even glance back. His broad shoulders disappeared into the hallway, the ludo board tucked under his arm as he didn’t spare me a glance. I scrambled to my feet, my legs squeaking against the floor as I chased after him. “Jake, wait! What are you doing?”He didn’t answer, his silence more infuriating than any response could have been. His long strides ate up the distance, and I had to jog to keep up as he descended the staircase, his legs thudding against each step. My heart pounded and dread swirling in my chest. Wha

Julia’s POVThe late afternoon sun spilled golden light through my bedroom window. I stood in front of the full-length mirror, smoothing the hem of the dress Jake had ordered for me from some chic online boutique he swore by. The dress was a deep emerald green, sleeveless, with a fitted bodice that flared into a soft, flowing skirt that hit just above my knees. The fabric shimmered faintly when I moved, catching the light in a way that made me feel like I was glowing. Jake had insisted it was “perfect for a party,” and for once, I didn’t argue. I paired it with strappy shoes and a gold necklace with a pendant. My hair was loose, curling softly over my shoulders, and I’d gone light on the makeup, just enough to highlight my eyes and add a touch of coral to my lips.Jake, sprawled across my bed in a navy button-down and tailored black suit, looked effortlessly cool. The shirt was slightly unbuttoned at the collar, giving him that relaxed yet polished vibe he always pulled off so well.

Julia’s POVThe morning light filtered through the curtains, casting soft golden streaks across the guest room. I stirred, my body weak as my eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, I was disoriented, the plush bedding and unfamiliar walls pulling me from the haze of sleep. Then I felt the weight of an arm draped across my waist. My heart lurched as I realized I was curled against Declan who was still asleep, our bare skin pressed together, the sheet covering us but I could feel we were both naked.Panic surged through me as last night came rushing back, the kiss, the way his hands had moved over me, the way I’d let myself get lost in him. My cheeks burned as I carefully extricated myself from his hold, moving inch by inch to avoid waking him. His face was peaceful, lips slightly parted, his hair falling messily over his forehead. For a fleeting second, I wanted to stay, to trace the lines of his jaw and pretend the world outside this room didn’t exist. But reality crashed in. I had t

Alex’s POVThe person who called was Celeste. I pressed the phone to my ear. “Celeste, what’s going on?” “Alex!” Her voice was sharp and loud, edged with desperation. “I’m outside, but this stupid security guard won’t let me in! I’ve been standing here forever, and he’s treating me like some kind of intruder. Tell him I’m with you!”I pinched the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes for a second. “Where are you exactly?”“At the main entrance, by the double!” Her words were filled with every frustration, and I could hear the faint murmur of the security guard in the background. “Alright, stay there. I’m coming.” I ended the call, slipping the phone back into my pocket. My jaw tightened as I glanced back at the ballroom. Julia was still standing where I’d left her. But for some reason, I didn’t understand why I felt uncomfortable leaving her there. Victor Langston leaned in closer, saying something that made her chuckle slightly and nodded. I didn’t have time to dwell on it. Celeste wa

Julia’s POVI didn’t pick the call. Ever since Declan and I had made love, I’d decided to avoid him. The memory of that night clung to me every second, impossible to shake it off, but I’d made a promise to myself that whatever happened, it was a mistake and I’d act like it never happened. So, there was no need to answer his call. The phone’s incessant ringing filled the tense silence of the car. I braced myself, expecting Alex to snap, to unleash the storm brewing behind his tight-lipped expression. But he said nothing. As he started the car. I stared out the passenger window, my reflection faint against the glass. The weight of Alex’s silence pressed against me, heavier than any words he could’ve thrown at me. His words from earlier, about Victor Langston kissing my hand, still stung as he addressed me as Indecent. The word echoed in my mind. How dare he? I wasn’t some naive girl who’d swooned at Victor’s charm. It was a polite gesture, nothing more, and yet Alex had spun it into so