Todos los capítulos de Divorced: Dear Ex It's Your Loss: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

•Juliet POV•"Juliet, every moment being with you feels like a dream," he mumbled as he walked over to the king-size bed in the room and carefully placed me on it.The softness of the bed welcomed me with a tender touch, and I smiled, brushing my hand over it. "You've got a nice bed."He smirked, leaning close to me. His face was just an inch from mine, and I could feel his warm breath."You like it?" he said softly, kissing me on the lips, his hand reaching behind my ear as we kissed.I nodded gently."Then it's all yours," he whispered in my ear, his voice sending warmth prickling across my skin as his hand played with the zipper of my dress. He positioned himself on the bed, kneeling close to me. His fingers pulled down my zipper until the only thing holding up my dress was the strap."You and I can be together," he whispered, placing a kiss on my shoulder and then my neck before slowly pulling down the strap of my dress. He stood and took off his shirt, revealing his muscular ches

•Juliet’s POV•I looked at Eric with curiosity. The seriousness in his voice made me wonder what he wanted to tell me. I dropped the document on the table, giving him my full attention."Miss Ryder, I don't think James Grigs is who he portrays himself to be. He might be our top customer, but I don't trust his behavior," Eric said."Why do you say that?" I asked, still watching him closely. I noticed the hesitation in his eyes."During the dinner party at your place, I overheard him on a call with someone. I think it was his father, and he was talking about claiming something by force from someone," Eric explained.I didn't say a word for a while. I took a deep breath."Eric, I know you're concerned about me and the company. But I don't want you to assume things," I said in a calm voice. "James’s dad died when he was a little. I'm sure you must have misunderstood or overheard something else.""Miss Ryder..." Eric started to say something more, but I cut him off."We will not have this

•Juliet’s POV•"Jace, sweetheart, how was school today?" I said as I sat in the car next to him, brushing his hair slightly before placing a soft kiss on his forehead.He smiled. "Mommy, where's Aunt Vera?""Aunt Vera?" I echoed. At the mention of her name, realizing I hadn’t seen Vera since the conference meeting. A small worry crept into my chest. "Oh, baby, Aunt Vera had something important to handle. That’s why she isn’t here."Jace nodded softly, and I pulled out his mini tab. "How about you watch that latest Baby Shark video while I call her?"He collected the tab from me, his little fingers already tapping away at the screen. I looked toward Eric, who was driving. "Eric, do you know where Vera went to?""Yes, Miss Ryder," he replied. "I saw her leave after the meeting. She said one of her clients from London came to New York, and she went to see him.""Okay," I said, letting out a relaxing breath as I rested my back against the chair. I turned my gaze toward Jace, who was alrea

•Juliet’s POV•Without waiting for her to finish, I stormed toward the elevator opposite the receptionist’s desk and punched the call button with more force than necessary. I heard Vera’s voice calling after me, with Eric's deeper tone trailing behind. But I didn’t stop. The elevator dinged open and I stepped in, slamming the close button before they could catch up.The doors sealed shut with a quiet thud. I was alone now, with my thoughts, my dread, and the loud pounding of my heart.I leaned against the mirrored wall, pressing my palm flat against my chest as if I could calm the storm inside. This isn’t real, I told myself. It can’t be real. I wanted to wake up from the nightmare, pinch myself, scream. But I didn’t. The curiosity, the need for truth, it burned hotter than my fear.When the elevator chimed and slid open, I stepped into a polished hallway stretched ahead, elegant and intimidating, with marble floors that echoed every step I took. At the end stood a set of towering, ma

•Juliet POV•"Jules, I'm sorry. I should've seen through that thick skin, that he was nothing more than a devil incarnate," Vera said as we stepped out of the car. All through the ride, she had been cussing James and saying things to make me feel better, but they didn't help."Vera, you don't have to keep apologizing," I muttered, walking away from the front door to the fountain at the side of the mansion, the one with the water going up and down, a cool blue and gold shimmer rippling through it. I sat on the edge, feeling my skin crawl as I recalled the look on James' face when he revealed his true colors to me.Vera took a seat beside me, her eyes filled with sympathy. "Don't think about it too much."I sniffled and wiped my tears with the back of my palm. "I won't."But I was lying. His words kept ringing in my ears, louder than Vera's comforting ones. James had deceived me, used me, and the worst part was that I had fallen for it all.I sat in silence for a while, watching the gen