All Chapters of AFTER BETRAYAL, I RETURNED WITH CUTE BABIES : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHLOE'S POVI could barely sleep, again! My eyes burned as I looked into the mirror that morning, my reflection was just as drained as I felt. But I dressed sharp anyway, I made sure it was sharp enough to look unbothered, and enough to hide the cracks inside me.The boardroom felt cold immediately I went in, it wasn't from the AC, but from the energy. It was the kind of silence that prickles under your skin.There were twelve eyes, six facial expressions, but one war.Richard sat at the head of the table with an unreadable expression on. His jaw was firm, but the calmness in his face was tight as though it was holding back a storm.The chairman cleared his throat and started the meeting with market numbers, which were low, disappointing, and embarrassing. Then came the accusations and tension.A senior board member didn’t mince words, he hit straight at the point. "The scandal online is hurting our image, and our stock dropped 4.7% overnight." He fired. "Clients are pulling meetings,

SHERRY'S POVThe phone slipped from my hand as I stood, frozen in shock. My reflection stared back at me in the dark screen, and my lips were trembling, my eyes were stinging badly as they itched for tears.The video was everywhere on the Internet, every blog, every headline as well as hateful comments. |“Sherry caught cheating on ex-MD Lyon with rogue associate, Dragon.”||“The fall of the schemer.”|I screamed, hurling the phone across the room, and it shattered into pieces like the last bits of my dignity. I dialed Dragon again, “The number you’re trying to call is not reachable.” That was then, but now, it's “the number you called is out of coverage”.I tried several times again, and again, but the same result.Coward!After everything I did for him, with him, and now? He was gone with no goodbye, no loyalty but total silence — like I was nothing; maybe I am now.My breath hitched with my hands gripping my hair as I slid to the floor. This couldn’t be happening, it wasn’t suppos

LYON'S POVI sat across from her in the dimly lit café, and the air was thick and suffocating. The Chloe I once knew, the one who once clung to every word I said, who cried when I raised my voice, who waited for me with warm meals and a hopeful smile — was long gone. The woman who sat before me now was a woman reborn, calm, collected, powerful, and her eyes that once glittered with excitement were replaced with coldness and still bore into mine like she was trying to read my soul.I swallowed the lump in my throat, clearing my throat slightly. "I need you to hear me out, Chloe ."I began, my voice cracking with the weight of everything I’d left unsaid for five years. "I made a mistake — no, I destroyed everything and I see that now. But we can fix it, for the kids... for us."Her eyes didn’t waver and she still maintained eye contact with me. "There is no ‘us’ anymore, Lyon." She stated coldly. "You ended that the day you chose betrayal over loyalty, the day you believed a lie over m

RICHARD'S POVI stood at the door, silently watching her. Chloe was kneeling on the living room rug with Ryan and Penny, helping them build what looked like a spaceship out of plastic blocks. Her laughter, soft and rare these days, echoed in my chest, it sounded like a memory I feared was slipping away.Penny giggled as Chloe tickled her side, and even Ryan cracked a small smile. They looked... whole, but I wasn't in that picture, it was like I was the outsider in my own home.That realization hurt more than I expected.DraftI used to be the man Chloe trusted — the one she leaned on, smiled at, teased over dinner. Now? I was just the man who doubted her. The man who, even if for a moment, believed the lies and didn't trust her silence enough.I cleared my throat. "Uh... Chloe, can we talk?" I asked, hoping for a response from her, and I did get it.She glanced up, her smile fading as quickly as it came and she rose gracefully, dusting her hands on her pants. "Kids, go wash up. Dinn

DRAGON'S POVThe cold metal chair beneath me creaked as I shifted slightly, adjusting my weight on it. The room was still with gray walls, harsh lighting, and a camera blinking red in the corner.Across from me sat two detectives with stoic expressions, but I was unfazed. I've seen faces like this countless times. One of the officers was scribbling in a notepad; the other just stared, probably the one to interrogate me."State your full name." One of them said, his cold gaze locking into mine.I rolled my eyes. "You already know who I am. I'm a regular here; stop asking unnecessary questions.""Formality..." The officer pointed out sternly. "Start talking, or we’ll be here all day."I leaned back, a smirk on my lips. I wasn’t new to this, and this wasn’t some back-alley street fight or dirty job; this was different."She started it..." I said plainly. "The little miss classy whore — Sherry."They exchanged glances, expecting me to say more, well, I will — I just needed a small pause.