Semua Bab Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Suzanne’s pov:“…What more?”Stella was silent on the other end, and that silence said everything.“Stella.” My voice was sharper now. “What else?”She inhaled, shaky. “We… we think someone’s been watching him.”My heart stopped. “What?”She continued, her voice low and quick, like someone afraid of being overheard. “Desmond got a message. A photo. It was Dominic—taken through the office window before he collapsed. There was a note too. Just five words.”I was already locking the door behind me, breath coming fast. “What did it say?”She hesitated.“Tell me.”“Your king is falling next.”I didn’t realize I’d dropped the phone until it hit the porch step with a crack. My hand stayed frozen in midair as my other clutched the edge of the railing for support.‘Your king is falling next.’That wasn’t a threat. That was a promise.The world tilted for a second.I forced myself upright, snatched the phone off the ground and got into the car, the engine roaring to life with a jolt.I didn’t

Suzanne's pov:The video kept playing, In my headMe and Kai. Laughing in the garden. My son was chasing bubbles. My voice drifted on the breeze. It was supposed to be one of those rare peaceful afternoons.And someone had filmed it.My jaw clenched as I yanked the phone closer. The footage zoomed in on my face at the end, a slow, eerie close-up before the screen went black. Then—two words appeared in red font.“You're next.”I didn’t speak for a long time. The air in the hospital room felt heavier than before. Dominic lay behind me, still unmoving, monitors beeping a rhythm that didn’t match the one hammering in my chest.I turned to Stella, my voice low. “I need a name.”Her brow furrowed. “What?”“Who do we know that can trace this number? GPS it. Run facial recognition, hell, I don’t care, just someone who can track down where that video came from.”Stella hesitated. “There’s someone. I used him before when my ex was… shady. He’s off-grid, paranoid as hell, but he’s good.”I nod

Suzanne’s pov: The ride home was quiet.Not because the night was peaceful—no, it was anything but. It was quiet because my mind was on a battlefield. Each of Linda’s words replayed over and over again, like a curse refusing to loosen its grip.“You think this is about money?”“I want Dominic.”“He was never yours.”I stared out the window, the city lights flashing like warnings in the glass. Even the comfort of Stella’s presence beside me in the back seat couldn’t erase the cold grip around my heart. I didn’t say a word, and she didn’t push. For once, she let silence hold us.Linda wasn’t just bitter. She wasn’t just possessive.She was dangerous.And somewhere deep inside, I knew—I had just poked a maniac in the eye.When we pulled into the driveway, I stepped out slowly, clutching my coat tighter around me. Stella said something about needing to check on Kai. I nodded absently and made my way toward the house, my heels sounding sharper than usual against the marble floor.I did

Suzanne’s pov:The dining room table was covered in maps, laptops, scattered printouts, and half-drunk cups of coffee. Outside, the sky was still a soft bruised purple, the sun barely peeking above the horizon, but inside this house, war was already underway.Ford leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his usual calm now coated in disbelief. “You’re telling me Linda’s been running an international laundering ring through fake charities?”“Yes,” I said, my voice low, but sure. “She’s evicted children, bribed officials, funnelled money through shell companies, and built a house of cards with bloodstained mortar.”Desmond cursed under his breath and ran a hand through his hair. “No wonder she didn’t blink when you threatened her. She’s been above consequences for too long.”“And she’s good at hiding it,” Stella added, eyes glued to her laptop screen. “The kind of good you only get when you’ve been doing this for years.”I looked at each of them, feeling the weight of the moment press d

Suzanne's pov:A few hours had passed, and Desmond and Ford had gotten the best out of him. Even Stella had spent some time in his room before heading back out to join me.While I myself sat alone in a corner outside the private ward, a small garden that was currently only occupied by me.I took in a sharp breath as the recent events replayed in my mind. The gratitude I felt towards the universe for helping me fight a war I wasn't familiar with.My eyes soaked with tears and my palms rubbed against each other as I closed my eyes and took in another sharp breath.“Victory at last,” I murmured, solely to my ears. “Yeah victory at last,” Stella's voice pricked my ears. I jolted and turned in her direction as I tried to hide the tears that were brewing in my eyes.“You did it, girl,” she clasped my hands after taking her seat next to me. “No, we did it. I couldn't have done any of this without you. Thank you, my friend,” I complimented her, looking her straight in the eyes.“C’mon, you k