Semua Bab After Divorce, I became the CEO of my Ex-Husband's Company : Bab 151 - Bab 160

Nathan’s Point of ViewThe silence lingered long after they left.I stood there, motionless, my fists still clenched around the edge of the desk. Chloe’s words echoed in my head like church bells in an empty cathedral. You’re the nightmare she’s trying to forget. It played over and over, stabbing at every inch of pride I had left.She was wrong.She had to be.I turned to the window again, watching the city pulse with life beneath me. The world kept moving forward like it always did, indifferent to the chaos inside me. A thousand feet below, people were chasing dreams, burying secrets, starting wars of their own and here I was, ruler of it all, and still unable to keep the one thing that mattered from slipping through my fingers.My daughter.She wasn’t supposed to be part of all this. I never planned for her to be a pawn but when I saw her in those vacation pictures—on a beach with Alex, her hand in his, her smile bright and pure—it undid me. It tore through my chest like a bullet.T

Sophia’s POVI didn’t sleep. I laid there in Alex’s arms, staring at the ceiling in the dark while my mind played through every possible scenario—Nathan walking into a courtroom with that smug grin on his face, Lina clutching his hand while I stood there, helpless. I could almost hear the judge’s gavel as it sealed my fate, splitting my baby’s life down the middle.By morning, my body was still but my soul was vibrating with fury.Alex stirred beside me and kissed my shoulder. “You okay?”“No,” I whispered, turning to face him. “But I’m ready.”He gave a small nod, the kind of look you give a general before going to battle. “Let’s get to work.”The apartment transformed into war room by sunrise. Julian arrived first, coffee in one hand, a file in the other. Mark followed, arms full of folders, his tie already loose around his neck like he knew this day wasn’t going to be short.“Okay,” Julian said, spreading papers on the table. “We’ve reviewed the existing custody agreements. Technic

Sophia’s POVThe door clicked shut behind Nathan, and for a moment, the room felt like it exhaled. The tension that had clung to the walls like smoke slowly started to clear, but it left something heavier in its place—something hollow.Alex reached for my hand under the table. I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t. My fingers trembled slightly in his, and I hated it—hated that even now, Nathan could get under my skin.“Are you okay?” Alex asked gently, his thumb brushing over my knuckles.I nodded, but it was a lie.The truth was, I wasn’t okay. I hadn’t been okay since the moment I found out Nathan was fighting for custody. From the moment Lina called Alex “daddy” with that sweet innocence in her voice, I saw the confusion and pain in Nathan’s eyes like a wound he couldn’t hide. It had clawed at me ever since.I stood up, pulling my hand from Alex’s and pacing toward the window. My reflection stared back at me—haunted eyes, clenched jaw. I looked nothing like the woman who had once loved Na

Nathan’s POVI stood in the hallway for a long moment after I walked away from her. My hands were shaking—not from fear, but from the sheer, unrelenting storm inside me—-rage, exhaustion, disgust, not just at her, but at myself.I shouldn’t have touched her.No matter what she said about my daughter, no matter how much venom laced her words—I should’ve walked away but the moment she called my daughter lame, something in me snapped.Lina.That little girl had survived so much in such a short time. She had Sophia’s fire and my stubbornness, and more heart than most adults I knew and Chole… Chole knew how much Lina meant to me. She knew everything. That was what made her words so unforgivable.I walked into my bedroom and slammed the door behind me. The silence hit me like a wave, loud and accusing. I stared at the empty bed and then at my reflection in the mirror. My jaw was clenched tight, eyes still carrying the trace of fury.What the hell was I doing?My life had become a goddamn ci

Sophia’s POVThe courtroom felt colder than usual.Maybe it was the marble floors or the grey, lifeless walls, but something about the air screamed finality. The kind of silence that came just before something cracked. I sat there, hands clenched into the fabric of my skirt, as the judge prepared to read the verdict.Alex’s fingers wrapped around mine, grounding me. Julian stood behind us, arms crossed, jaw clenched tight. Mark whispered something under his breath, but my ears were ringing too loud to catch it.I barely heard the gavel come down.“In the matter of custody between Mr. Nathan Carter and Miss Sophia Carter,” Judge Adian Joe began, his tone grave, unreadable, “the court has considered the arguments, the evidence submitted, and the best interests of the child. It is the decision of this court to grant joint custody.”My heart skipped.The words didn’t process immediately. It was like they floated in the air, foreign and detached, not meant for me.Nathan didn’t flinch. Of