บททั้งหมดของ ABANDONED BY MY EX, ACCEPTED HIS BOSS'S PROPOSAL : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Clara sighed again holding the phone in her tightly. Mabel who was driving threw a glance at her. She looked really worried and she rested her head on the window.She couldn't stop thinking about Alex Banks,he was becoming more distant from her. She wanted to know badly what he was hiding,why he couldn't look straight into her eyes and to answer her questions about the attack. Of course, she was already developing feelings for him but she wasn't sure if she could trust him anymore. She had almost died because of Alex and he still could tell her."Clara, Clara!!" Mabel called her, raising her voice."What are you thinking about so deeply?" Mabel asked."It's nothing" Clara said, regaining her composure."Don't tell me that, I can tell by the look on your face that something is really bothering you " Mabel said."I'm fine so just focus on driving" *********"Why did you let Don free?" Kevin asked. He was really upset that he let him go just like that , after what he did,he wasn't supp

The morning sunlight filtered softly through Clara’s window, casting warm golden streaks across the hardwood floor. She stood in front of her mirror, adjusting the collar of her blouse for the third time. Pale blue—professional, calming, confident. She exhaled slowly, trying to settle the nerves churning in her stomach.Behind her, Mabel leaned against the doorframe with a mug of coffee in hand. “You look like you’re about to walk into a Vogue cover shoot.”Clara cracked a smile. “Thanks, but I feel like I’m about to walk into a firing squad.”Mabel straightened up, walking over to clasp Clara’s shoulders. “You’ve got this. You’re smart, you’re talented, and you’ve got more grit than most people I know. Just be yourself."They left the villa, the city already humming with Monday morning energy. Mabel dropped her off at the entrance of the company, one of the most prestigious independent publishing houses in the city.Clara took in the sleek glass façade, the crisp signage, the bustle

Alex’s expression changed. “What?”“Yeah. They weren’t faulty. They were cut. And the footage from the garage was wiped. A clean two-hour gap. Only someone from inside could’ve done that.”Alex’s hands clenched. “Are you okay?”“I’m fine. A fractured arm and a few bruised ribs. But if I was driving your car that day…”“Maya,” Alex said quietly.Kevin’s head tilted. “You think so too?”“She’s the only one smart enough and ruthless enough.”“What the hell does she want?”“Control,” Alex muttered. “And I just gave her a reason.”Kevin stared. “What do you mean?”Alex didn’t answer. Instead, he shifted back into CEO mode, tossing Kevin a document. “We need to finalize the Decker merger. Handle the press. I’ll give you a few days off. You’ve earned it.”Kevin wanted to press further. He wanted answers. But something in Alex’s expression warned him to back off. The man was crumbling, piece by piece, and Kevin wasn’t sure if he was going to make it out whole.---ClaraIt was well past midni

Kevin continued, “She tried to kill you, man. This isn’t about jealousy anymore. It’s about control.”Alex finally turned. “Do whatever it takes. Find proof. And keep this quiet.”Kevin narrowed his eyes. “What about Clara? Are you going to keep treating her like a stranger too?”Alex flinched.Kevin sighed. “She’s not the enemy, Alex. But if you keep pushing her away, she will be gone. For good.”Before Alex could reply, the receptionist buzzed in.“Ms. Quinn Stark is here for you.”Alex stared at the intercom, a muscle in his jaw tightening.“Send her in.”Clara stood frozen in the middle of the living room, the sound of the door slamming behind Alex still echoing in her ears. His words—“It’s none of your business”—hung in the air like a dagger suspended over her chest. It wasn’t just what he said, but the way he said it. Cold. Detached. Like she was a stranger asking too much of a man who owed her nothing.She sat down slowly, the silence closing in like a storm cloud. Her fingers

Across Town – Maya’s Private villa.Maya sat with her legs crossed, watching live security footage of Clara’s building. She had eyes everywhere now. And with Quinn as her unstable puppet, the plan was moving faster than expected.One call, and Clara would be gone.She picked up the phone, dialed.“Move to Phase Two,” she said. “I want her out of the picture.”“What about Alex?” the voice on the other end asked.Maya smiled. “Let Quinn ruin him. Once he’s broken… I’ll finish the job.”She hung up, eyes glittering with victory.---Later That Day – Clara’s ApartmentClara had barely moved from her spot on the couch.The doorbell rang.She opened it slowly.Alex stood there, looking like he hadn’t slept in days.“I need to talk to you,” he said.She didn’t move.He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation.“Clara, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I didn’t even mean for it to happen. I was drunk. I was… drugged, I think.”She turned to him slowly. “You think you were drugged?”“I don’t