All Chapters of Divorced: Dear Ex It's Your Loss: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

•Edward POV•"Look at me, saving your ass again, deadbeat big brother," Josh drawled playfully as he slid into the driver’s seat and turned on the ignition."Does it really matter?" I said softly, resting my body against the seat. My mind drifted to when Juliet left me, stirring up the same haunting feelings I had years ago when she filed for divorce.Josh paused, his gaze flicking in my direction as he read my expression. After explaining everything to the police, which didn’t go well, and the angry man whose car I’d bashed demanding money for repairs, the police had let me off with a warning. But they made it clear, if I was ever caught driving drunk again, not even my money would save me. It would be written in ink.The last thing I wanted right then was to go home. I just wanted to crash on my bed and drown in the day’s mess. I closed my eyes and let out a sharp breath."Of course it matters. I was in the middle of my favorite TV series when you called me to come pick you up," Jos

•Juliet POV•"Juliet, why are you behaving this cruelly to me!" my mother shouted as the security escorted her out. "Is this your way of getting back at me?"I gulped down the unease crawling up my throat but didn’t offer a word. I stood at the entrance of my office, watching my mother being led away. The scene gave me déjà vu, a painful reminder of my high school days. I was sixteen then, and Raya was thirteen. She had always been the favored one. Even at school, I was constantly overshadowed by her.I remembered one particular day when I came home excited about a school creativity event. I needed support and had hoped for her encouragement, but she didn’t even acknowledge me. Moments later, Raya walked in talking about a party she wanted to host. My mother didn’t even let her finish before eagerly offering to help. Raya had always been her favorite.It wasn’t about comparison, I had never craved it, but her rejection of me as her own, only to show up now asking for money, threatened

•Juliet POV•"You're indeed a role model to many generations of women," Mrs. Yung, an elderly woman, said as I took her hand in a firm handshake."Thank you for attending my party, Mrs. Yung, and also for being one of our top customers," I said with a warm smile."Miss Ryder!" someone called from behind, distracting me from Mrs. Yung. I turned briefly to see another top customer approaching."If you'll excuse me," I said to Mrs. Yung with a polite smile before walking over to meet them.The setting of the party was exactly how I had imagined it, elegantly decorated, filled with influential people and top-tier customers. I could only thank Eric and the rest of the staffs for their hard work.I moved through the crowd, exchanging a few handshakes and greetings, all the while looking around for Eric. He should've been here by now. I had specifically told him not to take too long because I needed Jace on stage with me during my speech."You must be Jace's mother," a redheaded woman said w

•Edward POV•The look on her face was exactly how I had imagined it, shock. She blinked rapidly, her eyes never leaving mine, but she didn’t utter a word.“So, you have to decide which one you're agreeing to,” I leaned in, whispering softly into her ear, letting my breath graze her skin.“You’re insane, Mr. Miles, if you think I’ll be shaken by a DNA result or your little threat,” she muttered, her voice tight as though she’d just snapped back to her senses. She twisted her hand from my grasp, but I held on, tightening my grip just enough to make her wince.“Let... go of me, Edward,” she groaned, her glare sharp as a dagger, but I didn’t move.“Not until I get the response I want,” I said, my voice low and firm as I locked eyes with her. She looked away quickly, her jaw tightening. “Or should I tell the crowd instead?”Her body stiffened. She darted a glance around the room, scanning faces. I followed her gaze. People had noticed. The murmurs started softly, building with each second.

•Edward POV•I grunted, shoving my hand through my hair as I walked hastily toward the car, barely feeling my feet beneath me as they threatened to buckle. The entire scene that had just unfolded kept replaying in my mind. Every word Juliet had said struck me like a dagger to the chest. The way she looked at me, with hatred in her eyes, left me breathless.And then the DNA result… God. How could I have been so foolish to believe that Jace was my son?My knees felt weak, and my blood boiled with a mix of anger and sorrow. I had made a complete fool of myself.I opened the door of my car and dropped into the driver’s seat, resting my head back against the chair. I closed my eyes, desperately trying to calm the storm of thoughts swirling in my head.“Bro, are you okay?”Josh’s calm voice broke through the silence, pulling me back to reality. I opened my eyes and turned toward him, to see him standing close to me. He must've followed me immediately I left the hall.“You knew, didn’t you?”