บททั้งหมดของ Divorced: Dear Ex It's Your Loss: บทที่ 201 - บทที่ 210

Note: This POV was only written to tell this part of the story.•Vera POV•Eric drove further up the road until we reached the front of Dora's apartment building. He parked the car, and I quickly stepped out, my heart racing in my chest. Eric followed closely behind me as we made our way past a few people gathered outside. Something didn’t feel right, the air was tense.When we got closer to the front entrance, yellow tape was stretched around the perimeter, flapping slightly in the wind. Several police officers stood near the entrance, blocking anyone from going in. I tried to move closer, but one of them raised his hand, stopping us.“Excuse me,” Eric said, his voice firm. “We know the lady who lives here. Her name is Dora.”“I’m sorry, sir,” the officer replied. “You can’t go beyond this line. It’s an active crime scene.”My eyes darted around, searching for anything, any sign that Dora was okay. But deep inside, my heart was already starting to break.I moved to the side, trying t

•Juliet’s POV•Edward had always told me these words of encouragement, and it always felt like he was just trying to comfort me, words that were meant to make me feel better and not change anything. But now, the pain of losing Dora had left a hole in my chest so deep, I wanted nothing more than to see James behind bars. That was the only thing that made sense now.I tried to push myself off the couch, but my body felt like it weighed a ton. My gaze drifted to Vera. She had stopped crying but was staring into space, Eric sat beside her, whispering something I couldn't make out, his hand gently rubbing her back. But It didn’t matter. Nothing anyone said would bring Dora back to life or bring my company back to what it once was.Edward took my hand silently and helped me up. His grip was firm as we walked up the stairs together, with only silence following us, heavy, painful silence.“My love, you need to rest,” he said softly when we got to the top of the stairs.“I’m fine,” I muttered,

•Juliet POV•The cool breeze blew past my hair, brushing it to the side as I walked out of London airport with Vera beside me. We made our way to the front, scanning the crowd for the cab that was supposed to pick us up and take us to the hotel.I wrapped my arms around my chest and took a deep breath of the familiar air, letting it fill my lungs. There was something about the London chill that brought a rush of old memories. I smiled faintly, remembering how I once stepped into this city with nothing but dreams and a heart full of hope. Back then, it was all about building something from nothing.But just as that smile crept across my face, it disappeared. My thoughts shifted to the present, to the mess James had dragged everything into. My company, my peace... all shaken."Jules, here comes the cab driver," Vera said, her voice pulling me back to the moment.I looked up and followed her gaze. A man in a brown sweatshirt and black jeans approached us."Miss Ryder?" he asked with a hi

•Juliet POV•I stared at my reflection in the mirror and adjusted my blazer top, thinking of what to do. It’s been weeks since Dora’s death, which came as a shock to everyone. After I returned from London, I spent most of my time at home, trying to recover from the pain and guilt of everything, while Vera went to the company with Eric and Edward.But today, I decided to go to the company and finally hold the meeting I’d been wanting to have for a long time. I was still standing by the vanity when Edward walked into the room and made his way to me. He wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed me on the cheek.“How are you doing, my love?” he asked, staring at me.“I’m fine,” I replied with a smile as I turned, placing my hand on his chest. He lowered his hand to my waist, pulling me close to him.“I’m glad that the phase of you worrying and feeling guilt is over,” he muttered, before pressing his lips softly against mine.I chuckled when we pulled out of the kiss. Edward let go

•Juliet POV•"I'm thinking an influencer or a celebrity," Vera said, resting her hand on the table as she leaned slightly forward."Yes, but where are we going to find a celebrity who would be willing to do that?" I asked, sinking back into my chair, my voice low with uncertainty."Eric, can you check the internet for any influencer or celebrity in China? Someone like Shannon Blake or Tamara Luyi," Edward said, glancing toward Eric.Eric nodded and started typing on his laptop, fingers moving quickly over the keys."Why don’t we try Shannon or Tamara?" I asked, shifting my gaze to Edward, hope slowly lighting up in my chest.Edward paused, thinking. "I don’t know if they’ll be willing to do it," he said, his voice calm but firm. "If we’re going to find someone to speak for us, we need someone who’s not just popular, but ready to actually stand with us. And from what I know about Shannon and Tamara, they’re both influential, especially with how strong their online following is."Eric l