Todos os capítulos de After Divorcing My Husband, I became His Boss: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Haye’s POV: It’s been over a week since I woke up from a coma, and every day since then has felt like I was still stuck in a dream. A nightmare. Before this we still had an upper hand, but then Lenora had to go host a live conference and blow everything out. Now we’re public enemy number 1. During my recovery week at the hospital, anytime I passed through the hospital halls, I would always get stern stares from people as they gossiped about me. “I can’t believe a person can be wicked. He treated his poor wife like she was nothing.” One time, an elderly man even hit me with his walking stick. “People like you are who give men a bad reputation,” he had hissed. The public ridicule was a big blow to my pride, but it wasn’t what affected me the most about the whole thing. It was the fact that this scandal was drying up the company’s cash flow. On the day I was to be discharged, Micheal, my secretary, came visiting with bad news. “We’re losing partners and sponsors each day, sir.” He

Hannah’s POV:Hayes was asking why I wanted a divorce and then deliberately painting the situation like I wanted a divorce because I was cheating on him with Josh. I couldn’t just come out and say, ‘I was reborn three years into the past after you and your twisted sister pushed me off the stairs and then told the doctor to pull the plug,’ so instead I said the next best thing. “Mr. Hayes is sexually dysfunctional.”Hayes went mad with anger. His fist slammed on the table, and he rose to his feet, fire burning in his eyes. “WHAT!! That’s a big fat lie, and you know it!” His lawyer was trying to calm him down but to no avail. The dog’s tail had been stepped on, and he was on a full barking spree.“Order in the court!” The judge hit his gavel, the clacking of wood against wood doing nothing to caution Hayes.“Am I supposed to just sit back quietly and watch her spread preposterous rumors about me?” Hayes barked in response, his breath sounding more untamed by the second.The judge spoke

Hayes’s POV: I parked my car at the front of the prison building, the structure looming ominously above me. When I entered, the place sounded rowdy, and the air smelled of snuffed-out dreams. My heart broke knowing Lenora was in there, but I couldn't bail her out. “Yes, who are you here to see?” The officer at the front desk called out. I focused my roaming eyes on him. “Uhm…an inmate. Her name is Lenora.” The officer gave me a stern look before typing something on his laptop. Then he faced me again. “Who are you to the inmate?” I cleared my throat. “I'm here, brother.” “You know your sister was arrested for attempted murder and physical assault, right?” He had a frown on his face. “And aren't you the one who was in those clips and articles that were released of the man who bullies his wife?” He looked like he was ready to punch me square in the face. If we weren't in a place that was literally built against violence, I'm sure he would have. At this point I just wanted to leave

Hannah's POV: The weather was clear that afternoon, the blue sky cloudless, and the sun blazing proudly. As I stepped out of the car, the tall building came into view; from the fresh paintings and smooth edges, it was obvious it was a newly constructed building. I was here as per my father's request; if it were up to me, I'd be back at Josh's company, working on my tech competition project. But the recent sourness of me losing the bet was something I knew my father was still taking advantage of. If I had tried to be stubborn and told him I didn't want to come here, he would remind me how my stubbornness with Hayes had led to a divorce. I'd rather put up with this for a day than have him pour salt on the injury. Even if it meant the devil herself stood at the other end of these doors. I pushed open the building’s door and walked in. At the front desk I introduced myself, and the receptionist who had answered me in a rude manner suddenly changed faces when she checked the system to s

Hannah's POV: The afternoon had ended sour after Hayes tried to literally punch a worker. There was no way I was going to sit there and watch him do that, especially when she wasn't wrong. Everything Hayes ever was was built off of my hard work. My sweat and late nights. Maria had only come in when the whole thing looked like it would give her a bad rep if she didn't step in. She had dismissed the girl and calmed Hayes down, but I could still see the bitter look at the back of her eyes from when the girl praised me earlier. At the foundation of the look was fear, fear of the threat my brilliance posed to her. Outside, I had confronted Hayes about Lenora's letter. “She's just lying; you know how she can be.” He had said it, but I could tell he was the one lying. Truly he was hiding something. But I left it there; I didn't push further. I opened the curtains, inviting the morning rays to melt away the memories of yesterday so I could focus on today's task. It was one of those days wh