Divorced: Dear Ex It's Your Loss のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

•Juliet POV•“Mommy, where is Daddy?"Jace’s small voice pulled me out of my conversation with Vera. I turned to see him rushing down the stairs, his white shirt half-tucked into his pants, his curly hair bouncing with each step. He ran into my arms and I bent slightly, adjusting his shirt and brushing my fingers through his hair.“Look who’s dressed up like a prince,” Vera grinned, watching him with admiration.“Aunt Vera!” Jace beamed, turning from me and launching himself toward her. She caught him easily, pulling him into a warm hug before playfully tickling his sides. He erupted in laughter, his joy echoing around the living room.“I hope I have a son like you someday,” Vera said, squeezing him.“Really, Aunt Vera?” Jace’s eyes lit up. “I’m going to have a brother when you do!”I laughed, staring at Jace. His smile and happiness a reminder to me how much I've been through to finally have such happiness“Calm down, champ,” Vera chuckled. “I’m not ready yet, but when I do, then yes

•Juliet POV•The ride home was long and mostly quiet. I sat in the front passenger seat beside Vera as she drove, her hands gripping the steering wheel just a little too tightly. Her eyes stared ahead, but I could tell her mind was somewhere else. The way her fingers tapped now and then on the wheel, the way she sighed quietly, it was all too telling.“Have you been able to reach Mr. Anthony?” I asked, breaking the silence.She glanced at me briefly before focusing back on the road. “No. I tried calling him before, but the line didn’t go through. After that, I just decided to let it go.”I hesitated for a second before speaking. “Eric called.”Her head turned slightly toward me again, curiosity flashing in her eyes. “What did he say?”“He finalized the investigation… and found out it was really Mr. Anthony behind everything,” I said quietly, my voice thick with disappointment.Vera bit her lower lip, eyes back on the road. “If he did all that… I hope it was worth it to him. I really t

•Edward POV• I felt like I had lost my mind as I looked back at the door, my heart aching badly. I thought if I didn’t tell Juliet everything that happened that night, it would make it look like it never happened. But I should’ve known it wasn’t going to stop there. Whoever planned this with Leyi clearly had an aim. “Jeez, I can’t believe this is happening again,” Vera said harshly as she walked down the stairs. “I can’t imagine what Juliet is going through right now.” Feeling confused, I didn’t know what to do anymore. How could I fix this? The question rammed through my head over and over. I ran down the stairs after Vera, my mind racing and guilt crawling up my spine, making the pain in my chest even worse. “Vera, please. I know Juliet won’t listen to me, but if I talk to you, maybe you can explain to her.” Vera stopped in her path and turned to look at me, her eyes gleaming with anger. “Explain to her?” she shot me a deadly stare. “Like I did the first time, thinking you’

•Edward POV•{Few Hours Ago}I shoved my hand through my hair and sighed deeply, the weight of everything crashing over me. I could only hope that Vera would talk to Juliet and that she would believe her. I balled my hand into a fist as my mind replayed everything that had happened that night.I remembered it clearly now. The drink I ordered, and how I didn’t suspect anything until I saw Leyi. If she only came when I had already taken a considerable amount of the drink, it could only mean one thing. She must’ve been working with the bar attendant or someone else. The thought rammed through my head, and it dawned on me that I had overlooked everything until now.Without wasting time, I grabbed my keys and rushed down the stairs, got into my car, and pulled out of the parking space into the road. I drove down, thinking of what to do. When I finally pulled up in front of the bar, the sun had already shifted, it was mid-afternoon.I got out of the car hastily, pushed the door open, and he

•Juliet POV•Leyi blinked, her gaze fluttering as her eyes met mine. “No, Miss Ryder. I was just...” she stammered. “I was checking out the couch color, it looks similar to the color of the new design,” she finished, forcing a tight smile.I scoffed with an eye roll. “Couch color?”Leyi lowered her gaze for a second before looking back up at me, pretending to stay calm. “You requested for my presence, Miss Ryder,” she said, trying to shift the conversation.“Yes.” I stood up slowly and took my phone from the table, my eyes still fixed on her. “Leyi, when Dora suggested I pick you as my top designer, I had second thoughts. I wasn’t sure you were the right fit for the job. But you proved yourself to be a good designer, and I’ve never once considered firing you.”I moved closer, now standing right in front of her, leaning back slightly against my desk. Leyi looked up at me, clearly nervous now. Her eyes widened.“What’s the problem, Miss Ryder?” she asked, stammering. “Did I do something