Semua Bab Sunrise After Divorce; The Comeback Queen : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Scarlett's POV A week has passed since Ethan ripped my world apart, taking my son with him, and I'm left with a shattered heart and a crippling sense of powerlessness, a painful reminder of the rights I foolishly surrendered. I feel empty, guilty, helpless and furious. My heart? It felt like a thousand horses had raided down on it and I just couldn't breathe. My 5 years of obsession had finally come to an end. I had loved and cherished one man, did everything in my heart to make him see me but somehow he only seemed to hate me more.. The ordeal has left me shattered and I don't think I can ever recover from it. My daughter's tiny gentle hand wrapped against mine but it did nothing to erase the ache in my heart. I had just one place to return to–My parents. The notification of their text message beeped once more, shattering the silence. [Come home, Scarlett. We have something to discuss with you] I stared at the screen, the words blurring together. Reaching the car, I fumbl

FIVE YEARS LATER Scarlett’s POV I walked on the pavement with my four-year-old daughter, Emily, clinging to my hand. We'd just gotten back from a grueling job interview and I was extremely exhausted. It's been four years since my stay in New York and I've been trying several means to make ends meet and provide a better life for Emily. The city buzzed with activities and the bright light seemed to mock me as I made my way to a small kiosk, wanting to buy a few toys for Emily. “Mommy?” Emily called, her voice sweet and gentle. My smile broadened as my gaze drifted towards her. Her features are a mirror image of mine – curly brunette hair, bright blue eyes, and porcelain skin. I often get sad whenever I recall that she had a twin and a father who doesn't give a damn about her. “Mommy. Can I pick something out for myself?” She asked cutely, her beautiful teeth showing through her warm smile. Stroking her hair, I whispered, “Of course. You can always pick anything you want. Don'

Scarlet’s POV My stomach rolled in anticipation, a queasy feeling fueled by the crowd. Even though I’d been a celebrity’s wife in previous years, I was still overwhelmed by such large crowds and the mass of faces.My mind was a jumble of thoughts and emotions, each one tangled in the next.What would people say about me? How would they feel when they discover that I'm McKenzie’s missing granddaughter and a part of the iconic Scott family? A touch on my hands shattered my thoughts. I looked up to see McKenzie flashing me a soothing smile.“You're not used to crowds, are you?” She asked, giving my hair a gentle stroke.I managed a nod, stealing a glance at the paparazzi from the corners of my eyes.Through the tinted window, I saw them snapping photos, their cameras flashing like fireflies in the darkness.“Don't worry. You'll get used to it. I just want everyone to know who you are.” Her words left me feeling both reassured and uneasy.My heart felt heavy with uncertainty as I wonder

Scarlet’s POVThe air was thick with tension as Ethan's burning gaze lingered on me. My jaw clenched as his grip tightened on my wrist, leaving a throbbing ache that radiates up my arm.He couldn't even be gentle. How dare he touch me like that, his fingers wrapping around my wrist like a shackle, as if he had every right to claim ownership?Yanking my hand off his grip, I yelled at his face, my voice dripping with warning. “Don’t you dare touch me!”He smirked as he adjusted his suit, his presence like an irritation to me. Not wanting to exchange words with him, I rolled my eyes and spun around to leave but the next thing he did prompted a gasp from me.He placed his hand on the wall, trapping me to a spot.His eyes shone under the dim light, like stars in a midnight sky.He hadn't changed at all. He's still breathtaking in that cruel effortless way. That chiseled jawline, storm-gray eyes, and lips that once whispered promises he never kept.My hands balled into a fist as I recalled

Ethan's POV ~The warm sunlight streaming through the window gently nudged me awake. I swung my leg to the other side of the bed and planted my feet firmly on the ground.Last night’s event still flooded across my mind, and I just couldn't get Scarlett out of my mind.Shoving my fingers into my hair, I exhaled deeply, my gaze drifting to my reflection in the mirror.I stared at Jasmine through the mirror. She was still asleep, her grip on the blanket tight with a small smile on her face as if she was in a beautiful dream.“Scarlet….” Her name came out of my lips in the form of a whisper.“You've changed so much..” I continued as if she was speaking to her right in front of me.Ever since our encounter at the gala, I'd been noticing the difference in her demeanor, her style, her entire aura.It was as if she'd shed her old skin and emerged anew, leaving me struggling to keep up with who she'd become.Is she really McKenzie’s granddaughter? The Scott Heiress…And then, my phone chimed,