Semua Bab A Devil's Deal To Destroy My Ex-Husband: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Eloise stepped out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around her chest, barely covering her upper thighs. Her damp hair clung to her back.She rubbed her shoulder and looked around the room, then walked over to the closet. She opened it, half-hoping to find something—anything—to wear. It was still empty.With a sigh, she shut the door and sat at the edge of the bed. Her shoulders slumped as her eyes landed on the clothes she had worn earlier.“I can’t wear that to sleep,” she muttered, shaking her head. A cold draft brushed against her skin, and she rubbed her arms.“I need to find something to wear. I’m freezing,” she whispered, hugging herself tightly. Then a thought crossed her mind. One she immediately tried to push away. She squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lower lip and shaking her head—but when the goosebumps began to rise and her skin started to feel like ice, she sprang to her feet. “He's not going to kill me,” she mumbled with an assuring nod and walked out of

A policeman slipped a paper out of the signed forms and handed it over to the man who took it from him discreetly and left the station immediately without a word or gesture.****Before Eloise went to take her bath, she received a package from Antonio who said nothing but,“ Get ready for work.”Upon tearing the package open, she found a corporate dress of a black pencil skirt, cream shirt, black kitten heels, and a black designer bag. It was a simple corporate dress, but she knew they were very expensive just by the touch of the fabric.Checking further into the package were new pairs of underwear. Her heart skipped and her brow furrowed.‘ He didn't buy this by himself, did he?’ she asked inwardly as her face flushed, ‘ of course not, there's no way he would, not someone as stoic and arrogant as him,’ she’d said in her mind.…Antonio stood by the car, checking the time on his wristwatch again before exhaling.While waiting for her, he reached for his phone in his suit pocket to repl

Eloise’s eyes scanned the files, absorbing Antonio's schedules and the long list of duties she'd now be responsible for as his assistant. She groaned inwardly with the thought of the duties, yet, determination flashed across her eyes. This was nothing compared to the rage she carried, the pain buried deep, or the struggles she had endured. Her eyes flashed across a date on the calendar as she moved to input dates, times, and places for his appointments. The date oddly strikes out. There was something about it that felt oddly familiar like it was trying to remind her of something. ‘25th of May, 2025’ “Did something happen on this day?” she thought hard as she narrowed her gaze. “Hey,” Mary called from her desk, her voice cut through her thoughts. “Hm?” Eloise blinked, snapping out of it, “Mr. Antonio is supposed to have a meeting now; shouldn't you be on your way to inform him about it?” she asked rhetorically, eyeing her. “Oh–right,” she stood up quickly and gathered the file

It was visiting hour at Wolf River prison, sadness, relief, and joy clung to the air as some inmates had families, relatives, and friends visiting. While some felt anger upon seeing individuals they don't wish to see. Seated in one of the visitation rooms is a woman who seems to be in her late twenties. Her face looked less pale thanks to the red lipstick and her neatly combed shoulder-length hair. She looked up as she heard the heavy clang of the cell door opening. She saw a guard lead her husband into the room, and her lips pressed together as tears welled up in her eyes. “ You've got ten minutes,” the guard said curtly behind him but his heart was so overwhelmed with relief, joy, and appreciation. He smiled upon seeing her and quickly went to take his seat, hating the gate barrier between them. “ Hey baby,” he called. Her heart broke when he called her that. She clenched her fist against the leather bag sitting on her lap. The chains around his wrists that clinked wit

She wanted to tell her; every part of her ached to spill the truth, to confide in Laera about everything. But would she believe her? Would she not look at her like she's crazy? How can she tell her she was reborn, that she died and returned in time.Sniffling, Eloise wiped her tears with the back of her hand.“ Alisha is someone that hasn't existed,” she muttered.“ Hm?” Laera's brow wrinkled in confusion, “ someone that hasn't existed?.”Eloise forced a brittle smile, trying to wave away the growing questions in Laera's eyes."Forget it," she said quickly, brushing imaginary dust off her lap. "I still can’t shake off the guilt. You lost your job because of me. What are you going to do now? Do you have a plan?"Laera sighed, the sound heavy with uncertainty. She understood that Eloise was hiding something, but then again, they weren’t exactly best friends. Business partners. Good friends, maybe. But not close enough for secrets that might be too big.“ I don't know,” she sighed deepl