บททั้งหมดของ Divorced By My Ex, Accepted By His Step-Brother : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

SASHA’S POVNoah’s black card weighed heavily in my bag. He had given it to me freely, but deep down, I felt like it was a sanction on my soul.“Why do you look so sad?” Elizabeth asked, staring at me with softness in her eyes.How do I tell her that I can’t use this? How do I say that each time my fingertips brush against the cold metal, fear rips through me. “The card, I just…”She chuckled, leaning closer to me, “You underestimate your husband. If he didn’t want to hand it to you, he won’t,”“Elizabeth, he is asking me to spend five million, five freaking million,” I uttered, my eyes wide in shock.“I was there, and that is lenient. Arthur doesn’t let me spend a second without reminding me that I am Arthur King’s wife. Honey, what I am saying is that these men, this is just how they act. This is love... their way of making sure that you don’t forget that,” she said, a broad smile plastered on her lips.Love? Noah didn’t love me, all this was a business transaction and when we were

NOAH’S POVI was stuck here in a meeting and all that was on my mind was the fact that I wanted to be out there with Sasha. It would be fun to get the things she wanted, even though I knew that Emma was doing exactly that, I just wanted to be the one to do it.“President Beck,” someone called out.And I blinked, my smiles turning into a frown as I looked around the conference room. They were all staring at me, confusion etched on their faces, probably wondering what it was that had me smiling like a goof.“Go on,” I said, signalling for him to continue.“President Beck, he is done, just waiting for your input,” Matt muttered close to my ear.I looked at the faces of the men who sat patiently waiting for what I had to say. Shit! This doesn’t look good, I hadn’t paid attention to what they were saying. All that my mind was fixed on was Sasha and the imagination of how hard she would try to make sure that she doesn’t spend my money.“Here, I took down a few notes,” Matt said, pushing a j

SASHA’S POVThe minute my eyelids opened, all I could see was darkness. My body trembled with dread, and I hated it. Darkness meant I couldn’t hide from the past that lurked in the shadows.“You cry a lot, far more than what you are worth,” Dominica’s voice echoed through the fog.I blinked, my fingers trembling as I tried to search for the switch. She wasn’t here, it was just some imagination that had sneaked in, “What are you trying to do? Ignoring me isn’t going to help you,”“You aren’t real. I know you aren’t real…” I mumbled, my voice shaky as I tried to move from the bed.I couldn’t move, not when it felt like the supply closet that I had been locked in once. Rose had said something, lied about a vase that she had broken. And how did Dominica act? She locked me in the supply closet as a punishment.My father couldn’t say a thing, he was a mourning man who wanted to do everything right for his second chance love.“Look at you, pathetic,” her voice hissed through the darkness.“L

SASHA’S POVSince my panic attack, Noah hasn’t left the house. Every meeting that he had to attend was either done by Zoom or Matt would be the one standing in for him. I couldn’t help the guilt that I felt, he was staying back because of me and I was certain that he would rather be anywhere but here.“You know you don’t have to work from home right?” I asked, my voice soft and low.Noah sighed, shutting his laptop as he turned towards me. He has been doing that lately, giving me his full attention like I was important. Was it because I had told him about my childhood that I had?But in his eyes, I saw nothing like pity, it swirled with emotions that I couldn’t unravel.“What are you talking about?” he asked in a calm tone.I sighed, he did this too, talked to me like I was some wounded bird, too fragile to move. Too soft to hear a loud tone.“Sit here, turn yourself into my caregiver,” I said, my tone sounding harsher than I had intended.If my words had struck a nerve, he said nothi

AUTHOR’S POVPetal Conrad couldn’t believe what she was reading, Roland had been handed the Wiseland project, making him the lead director. A unanimous decision was made by the board to remove Noah Beck, founder and leader.“I guess he pulled it off,” she smirked.Across from her, sat Arthur King, “What is that?”Petal smiled, “It seems that our friend, isn’t done being a subject of ridicule,” she muttered, passing the iPad that had the news to him.Arthur frowned. “When did they post this?”Petal chuckled, “A few minutes ago, and I must say, Roland is deserving of the role. He has been working tirelessly since he was made supervisor,” she bragged.Arthur didn’t know what to think of it. Noah hadn’t exactly told him about his plans, and seeing this hit the blogs, he has no idea if this was part of his scheme or just some weird luck that the Conrads have.“I guess congratulations are in order,” he muttered, his voice calm and gentle.“Thank you,”A knock echoed on the door, and in walk