All Chapters of Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Suzanne's pov:The next morning, I stirred awake, my body still aching from the intensity of the night before. A lazy smile played on my lips as I stretched, reaching across the bed, expecting to feel Dominic beside me.But the bed was empty.My smile faded as my eyes fluttered open. The space beside me was cold, as if he had been gone for a while. I sat up, my gaze scanning the room, only to hear the faint sound of running water.The bathroom door was slightly open, and through the gap, I saw Dominic step out, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, droplets of water still clinging to his chiselled chest.His dark eyes met mine, but there was no softness, no trace of last night’s passion. Just the usual unreadable expression.“Good morning,” I said hesitantly, watching him as he ran a hand through his damp hair.He barely acknowledged me. “Go to your room.”My heart sank, but I masked it quickly, nodding stiffly before slipping out of the bed and making my way to my room.A short w

Dominic’s pov:Seated properly on the bed, I exhaled, my eyes locked onto hers. "I haven't been with anyone since we got married. I’m telling you the truth."Suzanne remained silent, her expression unreadable. I leaned forward slightly, my voice steady but firm. “And I'm not ready to talk about Rachel. I would really appreciate it if you could just trust me and let me handle things."I waited, watching the emotions flicker across her face. Finally, she sighed. "Okay."Before I could say anything else, the door creaked open, and Kai walked in, rubbing his sleepy eyes. I smiled at him, giving Suzanne one last look before standing up and leaving the room.Suzanne's pov:"Hey, baby," I said, my voice softening as I pulled Kai onto the bed beside me. "What have you been up to lately?""Well," he drawled, a sleepy grin spreading across his little face, "my new dad has been buying me a lot of toys. He even got me the LEGO I asked you for last Christmas!"I froze, my breath catching as I lis

Suzanne's pov:Tavon had posted a picture of me.My face was all over the internet, accompanied by words that made my blood run cold.“Meet the biggest gold digger and whore. My ex-wife, who wasted years of my life, now suddenly married to none other than billionaire Dominic Khan. Guess she finally hit the jackpot. The funny thing is, she’s still legally my wife. So tell me, Suzanne, when did bigamy become legal?.”The comments were a mix of shock, judgment, and crude speculation.I gripped my phone tighter, my vision blurring at the edges. And then I saw the worst part.Tavon had named Dominic. He had exposed my marriage.Everyone knew now.A shaky breath escaped my lips as realization sank in. This wasn’t just a social media scandal... This was war!!!My hands trembled as I scrolled through the comments, my breathing uneven. The screen felt like it was burning in my palm. The message he sent wasn’t enough, and now this?Pacing the room, I could barely think straight. My name was ev

Suzanne's pov:I stiffened as a voice came from behind me.“What is going on here?”I turned sharply, my heart still racing from the secretary’s strange reaction. Standing there, arms crossed and watching me with an amused smirk was Desmond.“Desmond,” I breathed out, still trying to process everything.He stepped closer, glancing at the nervous secretary before looking back at me. “What are you doing here?”I squared my shoulders, forcing myself to sound casual. “I came to see Dominic.”Desmond’s smirk deepened. “Let me guess, this was Stella’s idea?”I let out a small laugh, shaking my head. “It was more of my idea. Stella just gave me the motivation.”He chuckled, shaking his head. “Figures.”Before I could say anything else, Desmond gestured toward Dominic’s office. “Come on, then. Let’s go see the boss.”We walked in together, still laughing at our little exchange, but the second I stepped into Dominic’s office and saw him sitting behind his massive desk, the laughter died in my

Suzanne’s pov:The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, bathing the dining table in warm gold. The air smelled of rich coffee, buttered toast, and fresh fruit. It should have been a comforting start to the day. But instead, an unsettling silence settled between us.Dominic sat across from me, his posture rigid, his movements calculated. He wasn’t reading the paper like usual. He wasn’t looking at me, either.I tightened my grip around my fork, pushing my eggs around the plate.It was strange.Last night, I’d seen another side of him, a man burning with a different type of desire, one who didn’t just take but gave. I had seen his hunger, his restraint, the cracks in his armour. For once, I thought I was getting somewhere.But now? Now, it was like none of it had happened.I swallowed down my frustration. Maybe I was imagining it. Maybe I was reading too much into things.I tested the waters carefully.“You look like you barely slept,” I said softly, my eyes on him. “Is ever