All Chapters of AFTER BETRAYAL, I RETURNED WITH CUTE BABIES : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LYON'S POVI slammed the door behind me, it was not hard enough to rattle the hinges, but enough to echo through the silence. The house was quiet as usual. I scanned my eyes around, and there she was. Sherry was lounging on the couch with both her legs crossed, and she was busy scrolling through her phone like she had nothing else to care about in the world." I never thought you’d be back this early." She said without looking up. "Were you sacked or something? Maybe demoted because you're no longer up to the task?"Oh, that reminds me. I never told Sherry about my demotion, nor mention anything about it. Well, what's the use of it? Just like she did now, she'll definitely use it as a source of mockery till God knows when.“I've been demoted to the position of the Deputy MD, Chloe now takes the space as the new MD.” That's even weirder thinking about it, what's more in saying it out?I ignored the dig and walked straight to the fridge, needing water— or something stronger. But I paus

CHLOE'S POVI couldn't sleep well last night, well, there's no way I could, not with Lyon’s words still echoing in my head. That smug and venom-laced look on his face was like he still had some power over me.I knew him too well, more than he thought he knew me. He wasn’t going to stop with whispered threats and petty office stares. In fact, this was just the beginning.Which is why I found myself standing in Richard’s home office before breakfast, my arms folded with a straight posture and my heart beating just a little too fast."Is everything alright?" Richard asked immediately, sensing my presence, looking up from his laptop with concern already forming in his voice. I nodded too quickly. "Yes. It’s just... I need to talk to you about something. About someone at the office." I replied, looking anywhere but his eyes. That moment, guilt was really eating me up, but there was little I could do about it.His brows lifted, alert now. "What happened?" He asked, pushing the laptop sligh

RICHARD'S POVI was reviewing the quarterly reports when the receptionist buzzed in. "Sir, there’s a man on line two. He claims to be one of our investors — he insisted you would want to speak with him directly." She enounced.I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Name?" I drawled.“He said… just tell you it’s personal.” She implied, and I just sighed; something about her tone felt off. I tapped the button anyway and leaned back in my chair."This is Richard..." I uttered lazily.A low chuckle greeted me. It was not the amused kind, uh, it was more like a snake winding through gravel. “Ah, the great Richard Jones, and he's quick to pick up." His voice sounded more like a mockery. "Well, that’s good, it shows you know when something matters.”I didn’t speak immediately as I let the maniac rant on, I had dealt with enough egos to know silence made them talk faster. Well, instead of cutting the call, I find myself interested in whatever he has to say.“Tell me, Richard. Ever look into your n

SHERRY'S POVThey were fast, faster than I thought. I had barely slept, refreshing one gossip site after another, only to find the headlines about Chloe vanishing like smoke.Richard must’ve worked his usual magic, silencing every voice that dared speak against his saintly wife. This was the way of the rich, so predictable!I scoffed, irritated already. Money and power — what a predictable pair.But I wasn’t discouraged, why should I be when that story was never meant to destroy her? It was just the first slap.I needed Richard to be shaken, not broken. He'll eventually but not yet. He had to begin questioning, doubting, and wondering if the woman he married was really who she claimed to be.Now, it was time for part two.I lit a scented candle; vanilla. It has a calm scent, well, ironic because my heart wasn’t calm. My fingers trembled slightly, not from fear but anticipation.This was years of anger, betrayal, and bitterness compacted into a few digital photos stored carefully in a

SHERRY'S POVThe door had barely clicked shut behind Lyon when my phone rang. It was an unknown number.I almost ignored it, considering the turn of events these days. God knew how many randoms were trying to reach me these days but something told me to pick up."Hello...?" I said, half-distracted, half-annoyed.Then came the voice."Sherry. How are you holding up? I heard the internet’s been a little unkind lately." It was a silky, poised, sharp one.I froze. That voice… No way! There's no way I could miss it for anything."Chloe?" I breathed, blinking like she might appear in front of me."Of course..." She replied in a mock-sweet voice. "You didn’t think I’d stay silent forever, did you?"A dry chuckle escaped my lips as I walked over to the window, staring out but not seeing anything. "Well, look who suddenly found her voice., I uttered, reciprocating the energy. "Let me guess, you’re calling to cry about your soiled reputation?""Not quite." She said, her tone dropped. No more ga