All Chapters of ABANDONED BY MY EX, ACCEPTED HIS BOSS'S PROPOSAL : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Chapter 131 – Judgment DayThe courtroom buzzed with tension, each seat occupied by figures cloaked in anticipation and dread. The air was thick with the scent of polished wood and legal bravado, but it was the palpable sense of justice finally on the brink of being served that held the room in its thrall. Clara Vale could feel the weight of countless eyes upon her as she stepped forward to testify. She had never been one to seek the spotlight, but today was different. Today was the day she would confront the man who had turned her life into a chaotic storm: Richard Banks.Richard sat at the defendant’s table, his demeanor unfazed, his expression inscrutable, even as Clara locked eyes with him. She felt a shiver creep down her spine, not because of fear, but a visceral reminder of the battle they had waged against each other. His betrayal had rocked the very foundation of Project MIRAGE, a line of research promising to revolutionize neural interface technology. Instead, it had spirale

Chapter 133 – An Unexpected VisitThe late afternoon sun cast warm, golden rays across the living room of Clara's apartment, illuminating the walls hung with photographs of happier times. With a slight chill in the air, Clara wrapped her fingers around her steaming cup of chamomile tea, trying to embrace the fleeting calm. However, a gnawing sense of unease had settled beneath the surface. Her life had been upended since discovering Alex’s connection to Project MIRAGE, an initiative cloaked in shadows and secrecy.Suddenly, a sharp knock interrupted her solitude. Clara’s heart raced. It had been weeks since she’d heard from Alex, the long silence stretching between them like an unbridgeable chasm. Cautiously, she set her cup down on the coffee table and approached the door. Peering through the peephole, her breath hitched when she recognized the figure standing on the other side. It was Anna Banks, Alex’s mother and Richard’s estranged wife.Clara hesitated, torn between the instinct

Chapter 135 – Unfinished BusinessAlex shuffled through the dimly lit hall of Clara’s apartment building, each step heavy with the weight of his regrets. He could feel the cold, sterile air wash over him, much like the guilt he had carried since the day he walked away. The walls seemed to close in as he approached her door, memories flooding his mind—laughter shared over late-night conversations, the warmth of her presence, the light in her eyes that once inspired hope in him. Now, as he stood before her door, all he felt was a mix of dread and anticipation.Biting his lip, he raised his hand and knocked gently, the sound echoing against the stark hallway. He anticipated the moment she'd open the door would be bittersweet, a portal to revisit everything he had lost. He waited, his heart pounding like an erratic drum. Just as he was contemplating if he should leave, the door creaked open, revealing Clara with furrowed brows. Her eyes widened, mirroring his own vulnerability.“Alex?” sh

Chapter 137 – The Weight of LifeThe dim light from the setting sun cast a golden hue over Clara’s small apartment, the walls now heavy with silence—a stark contrast to the turbulence swirling within her. She sat on the edge of her worn-out couch, clutching the ultrasound photo with trembling hands. The black and white image of a tiny life created a bittersweet cacophony of emotions that bubbled to the surface.A memory flickered in her mind, threading back to the dimly lit hospital room where she first understood the gravity of motherhood. Her mother had been there then, her presence a reassuring balm amidst the chaos of doubts and aspirations. “A child is not just a future, Clara. It’s a promise,” she had said, her voice steady, even as sadness lingered in her eyes, shadows of her past choices etched deeply into her features.Clara closed her eyes, allowing herself to drift further into nostalgia. Can I carry this promise? she wondered, gnawing on her lip as the weight of the ultras

Chapter 139 – The Stark WarningThe sun dipped low over the city's skyline, painting the buildings in hues of crimson and amber. Clara's apartment, overlooking the bustling streets below, felt more like a cage than a sanctuary. Her instincts thrummed in her chest, a low hum of anxiety that had returned in full force. As an writer and publisher, she had grown accustomed to the feeling. It was a warning, a primal echo pushing her to pay attention, to dig deeper. She leaned over her desk, the weight of the day pressing down on her shoulders like a heavy fog. Clara knew that her recent articles had ruffled more feathers than she had anticipated. After exposing corruption within the city council, the whispers had turned into a collective fury. But the heart of her unease lay elsewhere, and she needed answers. Maya and Quinn—the names swirled in her mind like the dust kicking up on the streets. Their twisted relationship had implications that were far more than personal, resting at the in