365 Days To Ruin My Ex Husband’s Life のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Chapter 92:I Like Her , A lot. Rue ‘s Pov Vicky had been quiet for a few minutes, her head resting on my shoulder, her breath shaky but slowing down. My arms were still around her, not because I didn’t know what else to do but because I didn’t want to let go. Not yet.Then she pulled away gently.“Rue,” she said softly, her voice almost a whisper. “Do you mind if I rest for a bit… alone?”I nodded, even though I didn’t want to. “Yeah, of course,” I said, pulling back. “Get some rest. You need it.”She gave a tired smile, one of those half-hearted ones that didn’t reach her eyes. “Thanks… for staying.”I stepped out of her room and walked back to mine, shutting the door behind me like I was sealing off something fragile. My chest was tight. I sat on the edge of my bed, running both hands down my face. I should’ve been fine. We’ve hugged before, Done even more , We’ve had sex before . But tonight, it was felt like there was a pull.The look in her eyes when she cried into me.The way

Chapter – The Big 7VICKY. I took a deep breath and pushed my emotions aside. Whatever happened with Rue was going to stay buried for now. I wasn’t going to let it distract me.I turned to Julia and forced a smile. “Let’s forget anything just happened, yeah? Tell me why you came. You said you had good news.”Her eyes lit up immediately. “Oh my God, yes! Vick, you’re trending!”I blinked. “Huh?”She grabbed her phone, shoved it in my face, and practically squealed. “Your statement about the egg incident babe, it’s everywhere! Twitter, Instagram, TikTok… Vicky, people are obsessed with how you handled that mess!”I took the phone and stared at the screen. There it was, the videos of me standing on stage with egg dripping down my dress, but head high and composed like I’d rehearsed that entire humiliation. Someone had added text: “Unbothered. Grace under pressure.” The comments were full of:“She carried herself like a queen.”“This is how you silence haters.”“She ate and left no crumb

Chapter 96: Alimony Day 32/365 VICKY. Valerie didn’t waste time. “What are you doing here?”I smiled sweetly. “Aren’t you going to ask me in? Don’t you know how to accept visitors?”Her arms folded. “You’re not welcome here.”“Well,” I shrugged, walking toward the stairs like I owned the place which I technically half did. “Good thing I’m not a visitor then, am I? This is my house too.”Williams flinched at my words, but kept quiet. Of course, he did. Rue was standing right beside me like a silent bodyguard, and Williams—coward that he is—wouldn’t dare breathe too loud when Rue’s around. After all, I’m still his Vice President, whether he likes it or not.Valerie’s lips twitched. “You signed the divorce papers. This isn’t your house anymore.”I turned and faced her squarely. “And that’s exactly why I’m here.”Rue glanced at me, then back at them. Valerie looked confused. Williams blinked like he was buffering.“You’ll both be served soon,” I said calmly, brushing invisible lint off

Chapter 98: The Jealous Wife .VICKYThe ride back home after the confrontation was nothing short of refreshing. I rolled down the car window, letting the wind brush against my skin as I hummed to the old song playing on the radio. Rue glanced at me from the driver’s seat, a small smile playing on his lips. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so light—maybe it was the way Valerie’s face twisted when I mentioned the court, or how Williams stood there like a mute statue, too afraid to speak. Whatever it was, it gave me a rush I hadn’t felt in a long time.I rested my head on the window and looked at Rue. “Do you think the case will drag?”He chuckled softly. “With the evidence I gave you on our wedding night? Nah. We’ll crush them.”I smirked, remembering the flash drive hidden in the bottom drawer of my vanity. The one with every dirty little thing Williams thought he could bury. “You know… we should go on a date tonight. I’m in the mood to celebrate early victory.”Rue shook hi

Chapter 100 — Not So Empty House Day 33/365 VICKY I was already dressed for work, waiting by the stairs with my phone in hand. Rue was taking too long upstairs, and we were definitely going to be late if he didn’t hurry. “Rue!” I called out. “Are you almost ready?” No response. Just as I turned to head up, I heard the front door open. I paused. We weren’t expecting anyone. I stepped closer to the living room, and then I saw her. An elderly woman in a lilac sweater walked in like she owned the place, dragging a shiny silver suitcase behind her. It took me a second, but then I recognized her. “Grandma?” Rue’s voice came from behind me. He sounded as surprised as I was. She smiled like this was totally normal. “Surprise!” Rue came down the stairs with his shirt half-buttoned, staring like he was seeing a ghost. “What… what are you doing here?” he asked slowly. “I’m staying here for two weeks,” she said with a sweet smile. I blinked. “Two weeks?” She nodded. “