All Chapters of Divorced my abusive husband, married my billionaire boss : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Where the fuck are you?! Aren't you supposed to be here to make my dinner before I leave for work?!” Ryan’s angry voice echoed through the phone. “Melinda’s heart skipped, a familiar knot of anxiety twisting in her stomach. “I’m so sorry baby. I completely lost track of time. I'm on my way home now, just give me a few minutes.” She quickly gathered her things and left the office, hoping Ryan wasn't too upset. Melinda rushed through the front door, apologizing as she slammed the door closed. “Baby please don't get upset, I was so engrossed in work that I completely forgot I had to make you launch before you left for work,” she pleaded as she kept her handbag on the parlor table. The room went silent, the only sound being the voices of people talking on the TV. Ryan was on the couch, staring at the TV screen as he gulped his beer. For a few moments, he remained quiet and still. Then he spoke. “You must think you've made it now huh? You're the first person to get a promotion righ

“Hello? Are you still there?” Ethan’s voice broke the silence. Melinda’s heart skipped a beat as she snapped back to reality. “Um, yes boss, sorry. You don't have to worry, I'll find my way, I don't want to impose” she muttered, her voice barely a whisper. “Who said you were imposing?” Ethan replied, this time, firm and cold. “I'll be in your office in fifteen minutes, be ready,” he continued and immediately hung up, leaving Melinda disoriented and anxious. Her thoughts swirled as she walked towards her office ceiling-long glass window, the warm evening sun creating a shiny glow on her face. As she looked out, she couldn't help but sense a surge of excitement at the thought of sitting next to Ethan in his car, alone with him, but her logical side warned her of the possibility of Ryan being home to witness Ethan dropping her off. Ryan’s temper was unpredictable and he overreacted to everything. If he saw Ethan, he may misinterpret their innocent encounter and beat her up, she

Melinda’s eyes slowly opened, but the bright light forced her eyelids to close back up once more. The faint sounds of voices and beeping machines swirled around her, making her head spin. As she drifted in and out of consciousness, she sensed her body being moved, the sensation of chaos surrounding her. She managed to open her eyes again, and the light felt softer and she noticed she was in a hospital bed. An IV drip fed into her arm, and machines beeped quietly beside her. Panic gripped her as she struggled to remember how she got there. On scanning the room, her gaze landed on Ethan’s PA who was sitting next to her, her focus on her phone. The PA looked up, relief evident on her face, and she quickly dialed a number on her phone. “She’s awake, Sir,” she said into the phone. Turning to Melinda, she gently uttered, “Ma’am, please hold on, let me call the doctor.” A few minutes later, the PA returned with a tall, young doctor in a lab coat and a stethoscope around his neck.

‘Ma’am, may I wait in the car?” the driver politely called out from outside, his voice softly breaking the tense conversation Melinda was having with Ryan.“Baby, still there? You're coming this morning, right?” Ryan inquired, his voice rich with anticipation and a sense of entitlement. Melinda stared at her phone screen, her fingers stuck in the air, and her face thick with frustration.With quick preciseness, she ended the call with a firm tap. The sudden silence felt like fresh air as she quickly called out to the driver.“I’m coming! Give me a second!” She said as she hurriedly got ready. “Ryan can wait, I need this” she mumbled to herself. She needed the break, and a vacation was too enticing to resist. “Take this as punishment baby,” she added with a touch of insolence in her voice.She had overslept, worn out from her visit to the hospital yesterday and the emotionally draining conversation she had with Ethan.Her feet rushed across the floor as she brushed her teeth and packe

As Ethan carefully laid Melinda on the bed, she let out a soft moan, her eyes fixed on his. “You make me so hard, you know that?” Ethan whispered, his tone thick with longing as he positioned himself above her. His hands caressed her face, his fingers tracing the subtle curves of her cheeks. “I love you, Melinda,” Ethan muttered, his stare intense as he looked deep into her black piercing eyes. Melinda’s reply was barely heard, her voice as soft as air, “I love you too, Ethan.” Their eyes remained locked, the atmosphere heavy with emotions as they relished a tender moment together. Melinda broke the silence. “Ethan, do you feel pity for me?” she whispered, her expression shifting from desire to sorrow. Ethan’s hands moved through her hair, down to her cheeks, and with his expression filled with passion, he muttered, “Melinda I admire you, I don't feel sorry for you…. You're the most interesting woman I have ever come across. Never let anyone make you feel less of yourself”