All Chapters of 365 Days To Ruin My Ex Husband’s Life : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Chapter 141: Was it worth the stress ?VALERIE.The cold night air slapped against my face as I stepped out of Williams’ house. My hands were trembling, but not from the weather. That man , That God , that man, had the audacity to humiliate me in front of Smith, to call me a…a hoe, like I was some cheap whore off the street. My chest burned with rage as I tightened my grip on the small overnight bag I’d managed to grab before things got ugly. If Smith hadn’t stepped in, I don’t know what would’ve happened.Maybe I would’ve clawed his smug face off. Maybe I would’ve ended up on the floor again. Either way, I couldn’t stay there anymore. Not tonight. Not ever.Melanie’s apartment wasn’t far. I knew she’d be awake; that girl lived on caffeine and gossip. When she opened the door and saw me standing there, she didn’t look surprised. She just raised her brows, took one look at my swollen cheek, and said, “Wow. So it’s finally over?”I pushed past her into the apartment, too exhausted to an

Chapter 143: Tomorrow Night. Williams. The auction was tomorrow. Vicky’s big day. Her moment to shine and rub her perfect little life in my face.Not happening.I pulled my phone out and sent a quick message to the only person who could help me with this.Where you at?Seconds later, the response came through.The bar. Same spot.I grabbed my keys and left the house without another word. Smith was still hanging around in the living room, probably scrolling through his phone like the useless bastard he was, but I didn’t care. I had bigger things to handle, if he wasn’t going to help, i would get help . The bar was lively , a place where men like us came to disappear, to make plans that never saw daylight. And there he was, leaning against the counter with a glass in hand, looking like prison hadn’t done a damn thing to humble him.“Reed,” I said, walking up.He turned, smirk curling on his lips. “Williams. You look like shit, man.”“Save it. I need you.”“Yeah?” He raised a brow, al

Chapter 145: Tick …Tick . WIlliam’s Pov . I woke up earlier than usual, my head still buzzing from the mess of last night. No hangover, thank God…but the anger from yesterday? Still burning like hellfire in my chest.First thing I did was grab my phone and call Reed. He picked up on the second ring, his voice low and rough like he’d been awake all night.“You ready?” I asked, pacing the length of my room.“As ready as I can be,” he muttered. “But listen, Williams… this isn’t some street job. The security for that auction is tight. I checked the location—”“I don’t care!” I snapped, cutting him off. “I didn’t bring you into this for excuses. You get the job done, Reed. You hear me? The job. Done.”He went quiet for a second, probably deciding whether to argue or not. Bad idea if he did.“I hear you,” he said finally, his tone flat.“Good,” I muttered, already typing on my phone. “I’m texting you the address now. I’ll send my invite too. You’ll use that to get in, pose as me. I’m not

Chapter 147: Golden Drama. VICKYRue leaned in, his brows knitting together as he glanced at my phone buzzing on the table. “You’re not going to check that?”I picked up the phone, saw Valerie’s name flashing on the screen, and locked it immediately. “It’s nothing,” I said flatly, tossing it back into my clutch.Rue didn’t look convinced. “Nothing doesn’t call three times in a row.”“She’s probably just trying to stir up drama,” I muttered, crossing my legs and pretending to adjust the slit of my dress. I didn’t need him asking more questions, not tonight.Rue leaned closer, lowering his voice so only I could hear. “Vicky, what’s going on? First you tell me William’s didn’t attend , now Valerie is suddenly desperate to talk to you?”I forced a smile that felt heavier than my earrings. “I don’t know, Rue. Maybe she wants to make a fuss about her ending relationship with Williams, Or something i don’t know …She is probably using that to get my attention “ He didn’t laugh. He just star

Chapter 149: Chaos VALERIE The TV was loud. Too loud. “…breaking news, chaos erupted at the highly anticipated event hosted by Victoria Rogers , when an unknown gunman opened fire, injuring at least two people. One victim , Her Husband…Rue Rogers …” I grabbed the remote and switched it off. I couldn’t listen to any more. My hands were trembling as I dropped the remote on the couch. Rue was still in surgery. It had been hours, but it felt like days. Every second stretched like a year, and the only thing keeping me from collapsing was the hope that he would come out alive. I stood up and walked slowly to Valerie’s room. My steps were heavy, like my body was carrying the weight of everything that had happened tonight. When I pushed the door open, Valerie was lying on the bed, her leg wrapped in bandages. Her face looked pale, but she managed to smile when she saw me. I pulled a chair closer and sat beside her. “How are you feeling?” I asked softly. “I’m fine,” she said, her vo