All Chapters of 365 Days To Ruin My Ex Husband’s Life : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 101: The New Assistant VICKy Rue opened the door for me the moment we arrived at work, but his mouth hadn’t stopped moving since we left the house.“You know what it means now that Grandma’s staying over, right?” he said as I stepped out of the car. “We have to share a room.”I rolled my eyes and laughed. “Rue, we’ve shared a room before. It’s not a big deal.”He shut the door and leaned in closer, cornering me gently against the car. “You know what happened the last time we shared a room.”I smirked. “You must really love that sex because you always bringthat up. That was a long time ago “He gave me a crooked grin. “That’s because I enjoyed it. A lot.”I playfully smacked his shoulder. “You’re hopeless.”“No, I’m serious,” he said, lowering his voice. “You’ve gotten wild with your words lately, and I’m not sure I can control myself if we’re in the same room again.”I gasped and gave him a playful glare. “So now I’m the problem?”Before he could answer, a sharp voice inter

Chapter 103 _ A Great Loss _ or not “This…this is all because of Vicky,” he said bitterly, pacing out of the bathroom and into the living room. “It’s the stress. All this madness. The insults. The drama. You’ve been in and out of tears for weeks.” Valerie didn’t say anything. She stayed where she was, staring at the spot of blood on the tiled floor that hadn’t been cleaned yet. “She’s been attacking you from every angle,” Williams continued, voice rising as he walked in circles. “The press, the office, the house—always on edge! You didn’t deserve this. You didn’t deserve any of it.” She could hear the anger bubbling in his voice, the blame shifting heavily to Vicky as if it were the only thing he could hold on to. But Valerie didn’t flinch. She didn’t respond. She simply reached for a cloth and began to clean the floor around her. A quiet fury brewed in her chest, but it didn’t look like sadness anymore. She moved with a certain calmness—like someone who had crossed a line and

Chapter: A Hard MorningI sat on the edge of Rue’s bed, still wrapped in the sheets, my hair a mess, and my heart even messier.Rue stood near the window, the morning sun glowing on his face. His expression was calm, but something about the way his hands stayed in his pockets told me he was nervous.“I want to talk to you,” he said, still not looking at me.I pulled the blanket closer. “Okay… shoot.”He turned slowly, and his voice was careful. “How would you feel… if we stopped the whole contract thing?”I blinked. “What do you mean stop?”He stepped closer. “I mean… what if we made it real?”I felt my heart skip. I opened my mouth but didn’t know what to say. So I laughed softly—awkwardly. “Real? Rue, I never said I wanted to marry you.”“I’m not saying marry me right now,” he said quickly. “I’m saying… we stop pretending. No contract. No rules. Just… see where it goes.”I shook my head gently. “That sounds like a relationship.”He smiled a little. “Yes. That’s the point.”I stood u

Chapter: Grown Woman MovesDay 35/365Vicky’s POVThe moment I hung up on Williams, I let out a dry laugh and tossed my phone on the couch.“Let the best man win?” I muttered to myself. “Yeah, right. Let’s see how he handles losing to a woman.”My heart was racing, not from nerves, but from the thrill of it all. That man thought he could scare me into backing down? Over my dead body.I grabbed my phone again and called Julia. She picked up after the second ring, her voice groggy.“Vicky? Everything okay?”“I need to shake the table, Jules. Shake it hard.”That woke her up.“Ooh,” she said, dragging out the word. “Say less. You remember Sophia? The PR strategist I mentioned?”“Yeah? The one who worked with Cartier last year?”“She finally agreed to meet you. I’ve been working on it for days. She just got back in town.”I sat up straight. “Wait, seriously?”“Dead serious. I told her you’d reach out.”“Oh, Julia. I could kiss you.”“Do it after the event,” she laughed. “Let’s plan for la

Chapter: The Truth at DinnerRUE I waited at the base of the stairs, glancing at the time again. She was taking her time and honestly, I didn’t mind. I was nervous. The kind of nervous that made my chest feel tight, like something big was about to happen. Part of me wondered if she would change her mind and cancel. But then I heard her door open.And when she came down those stairs…I couldn’t speak.She looked beautiful. Not in a loud, overdone way but soft, elegant, like everything about her had been carefully chosen. Her hair, her dress, her makeup… everything. She looked like someone who didn’t even know she had just made my whole week.“Wow,” I said, stepping forward, still stunned. “You look… incredible.”She smiled shyly, brushing her hair back. “Thanks.”“Hold on,” I pulled out my phone. “Let me take a picture.”She blinked. “What?”“Stay right there,” I said, already snapping the first photo. “I need proof that I went on a date with the prettiest girl in this house.”“Rue,”