All Chapters of Chasing Back The Woman He Destroyed: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Alexander's POVDarla was still flipping through the Novatech file when my phone buzzed again. I glanced at the screen.It was Alexa.I responded immediately. “Hello Sis?"Brother," she said warmly, her voice light and cheerful. "I plan to knock off early today at work. I want to visit Mom. Can you come pick me up?“Of course,” I replied without hesitation. “I’m close by, ten minutes out. I’ll be there.”“Alright. I’ll come outside when you call,” she said before hanging up.I lowered the phone, exhaling.Darla's brow rose. "You're going to the hospital?""Yes", I said, "Alexa wants to see Mom"."Would you like me to go along with you?" she asked softly.I considered it a moment longer. Darla was devoted, loyal, and my right hand, but she had work to do, and that restless fire was in her eyes again.“You have a lot to do,” I said, “and the Novatech file needs a full review.”She nodded. “Fair point. I'll get off along the way.”“Good,” I said. “I’ll drop you before heading to the hosp

Alexander’s POVAlexa glanced at me quickly, and I gave her a subtle nod. This part we could tell Mom.“Mom,” Alexa said, trying to remain composed but failing, the excitement leaked into her voice. “I got promoted today. I’m the new Managing Director of Diamond Company.”Mom froze for a second.“What?”Alexa smiled, and repeated, “I’m officially the MD.”Mom gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. “Alexa… my baby… the MD? Of Diamond?” Tears welled in her eyes, real tears, not the weak, exhausted kind from sickness, but tears of pride.“Yes, Mom,” Alexa said, her voice thickening with emotion. “I worked so hard for it.”Mom held her hand tightly. “I knew you were destined for greatness. You have always carried strength, even when life wasn’t fair to you.”Alexa swallowed hard. “Thank you, Mom.”“And how did that bastard Vincent take it?” Mom asked, her expression sharpening with genuine irritation. Alexa laughed. “He tried to make a scene at the company, but I handled him.”I watched h

Serena's POVWe talked for a while longer until Ella stretched like a hungry cat and groaned dramatically. “Okay, enough corporate assassination stories. What are we eating? I’m starving.”Sophia immediately perked up. “Same. Serena, what do you feel like having for breakfast?”I leaned back, rubbing my forehead. “I don’t even know. Something light. Maybe pancakes? Or… I don’t know, something with eggs.”“Eggs?” Ella scoffed. “Girl, you just fired an entire managing director in front of a full boardroom. You need steak.”Sophia rolled her eyes. “Ignore her. We’ll figure something out. But—” Her expression shifted suddenly. “Oh! Morris. He’s coming today.”I froze for a second, then blinked. “Oh yeah… that’s true. I almost forgot.”Sophia gave me an are-you-kidding-me look. “Serena. You don’t just ‘forget’ someone like Morris is coming.”Before I could respond, my phone began ringing. I glanced at the screen.Morris.Speak of the devil.I took a breath and picked up. “Hello?”“Serena,”

Serena's POVDinner resumed in that strange, simmering tension, like the air was holding its breath. Now and then I caught Kyle looking at me, then turning away when I looked back at him.Damien pretended not to notice, but the muscle in his jaw had been ticking like a metronome.Ella went on, eating happily oblivious. Sophia tried too hard to be neutral. And me? Somewhere between awkwardness and anticipation, stuck in this emotional tug-of-war until the arrival of Morris.“Relax,” Sophia whispered beside me, bumping my arm.“I am relaxed,” I muttered.“No, sweet girl, you're holding your spoon like it just insulted you.”I dropped the spoon immediately. She smirked.Kyle cleared his throat softly. “So… what exactly does this Morris do?”Damien slammed his glass down just a little too hard.Sophia’s eyes went round.Ella froze mid-bite.I stared at Kyle. "He's. a business partner. And a friend."Kyle nodded slowly. “Right. A friend.”"Do you have something to say about that?" Damien a

Serena's POVMorris let out a deep breath, then straightened, giving me that intense look he'd been wearing since Damien left.“Now that we are done with business conversations,” he said, voice shifting into something deliberate, slower, heavier, “let’s talk about us.”I blinked. "Us?" I repeated, my tone flat. "What is there to talk about?He tilted his head to one side, seemingly amused. "What do you mean, Serena? We met on Tinder. And you know as well as I do that I'm interested in you."A small chill crawled up the back of my spine. He said it so simply, so boldly, as if it were a fact that I had acknowledged and agreed upon willingly. I folded my arms lightly, keeping my gaze steady. "You never told me you were interested in me," I said."I'm telling you now," he replied with a casual shrug, but his eyes never left mine-they were too sharp, too calculating, for someone confessing interest.For a moment, I was at a loss for words. My brain ran through every conceivable response, a