บททั้งหมดของ Chasing Back The Woman He Destroyed: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Serena's POV“You think you’re something special?” she spat. “Well, you’re about to learn a hard lesson. My boyfriend’s on his way here. And when he gets here, he’ll make you regret humiliating me.”I tilted my head, looking at her without blinking. “Then I suggest you call all your family members too.”She frowned. “What?”“Call everyone. Your cousins, your uncles, your lawyer, maybe even the local pastor. You’ll need all the help you can get.”She flinched. Not from fear, but from shock. Maybe she wasn’t used to people not backing down.Sophia stifled a laugh beside me. “Did you hear that? I think she’s shaking.”The blonde scoffed and turned around with her phone again. “You’re done for,” she hissed, walking away.I looked back at the cashier, who was now smiling like she’d just witnessed the best drama of the year.She whispered, “I hope her boyfriend comes. I want to see this.”I chuckled. “Me too.”But inside, my heartbeat was beating faster. Not because I was scared, no, not th

Pristine's POVI opened the door to Dad's office as his towering voice of anger filled the atmosphere. I took a step back as I drank a deep breath and headed in.The office was perfect as always-a view of the city's skyline given by black panels, polished floorboards, and window panes reaching down to its floor.Everything was perfectly in place except for the storm on my father's face. "Get out!" he bellowed as the man retreated, probably nursing the pain of rejection.The door clicked shut behind him, yet the air remained heavy with my father's displeasure.Eyebrows raised, I walked in as usual.Being his only child and cute little princess, he would always tend to loosen up a little whenever his gaze fell upon me."Father, what is it?" I cooed, masking my curiosity with a calm exterior.He remained silent for a bit. He put his hands inside his pockets and stared over the window, his back remained rigid as if the anger in his chest had yet to fully surface.When he did face me, his

Pristine's POV“I’m guessing no,” I added quickly. “Or you’d already know I was engaged to Alexander.”Damien’s jaw clenched ever so slightly. I didn’t miss it.“She and I… we’re not exactly friends,” I went on, resting my chin on my palm. “In fact, I’m not sure if she even likes me at all.”“She doesn’t talk about things that aren’t relevant to her case,” he said, voice flat now.Hmm. A lawyer’s answer.I leaned back in my seat, a small smirk playing on my lips. “Well, that’s a shame. Maybe if she did, you’d know how complicated things really are.”Damien didn’t reply, and for a moment, we just sat there staring at each other.The silence between us wasn’t awkward, it was charged. And I liked it.I crossed my legs slowly, letting the hem of my tight dress ride up just a little. And he was still staring. Not in a lustful way, but in that serious, focused way lawyers always look, like he was trying to read between the lines of everything I said. That was fine. I knew how to work with

Serena's POV“That’s… unexpected,” I said slowly. “But why would you want to come with me to something so… personal?”Kyle shrugged. "You've been good to me and I have respect for your strength. Not very often a woman stands up for herself like you do. I'd like to be supportive of that."Support? Or make a statement?I glanced at Sophia again. She raised an eyebrow but said nothing.I smiled, a tiny, forced gesture. "I appreciate it, really. But the court can be ruthless. Are you sure?"He settled back, taking the wine leisurely. "Very sure."My stomach tightened. I did not want to be responsible for creating drama. And Damien, would he be okay with this?But I was not about to offend Kyle either."I honestly don't want you to stress yourself Mr Kyle," I said tactfully."Oh no," he said. "I insist, unless you don't want me to tag along."I hesitated for a few seconds, weighing my options.Saying no to Kyle would bruise his ego. He had offered to come with us, maybe thinking he was bei

Serena's POVHe nodded, his gaze steady. “Pristine. Her father is the Minister."I stared at him, trying to process the words. My heart dropped.I had no idea.All this time, I thought she was just another pretty face with connections. But that kind of power? That kind of access?No wonder she walked around like she owned the world. “You didn’t know?” Damien asked.I shook my head slowly. “No. I didn’t.”That changed everything. It didn’t excuse her actions, but it explained a lot. And now Damien, he was walking on thin ice just being associated with her. And so was I.We stood there for a moment, just looking at each other.The courtroom doors opened and Vincent strutted in like he was walking a runway.He had his shades on and his steps were way too cocky. Like the verdict had already been decided in his favor before the judge even arrived.He wore a tailored black suit with a deep burgundy tie and walked like he was listening to some victory music in his head. The kind of music re