All Chapters of Divorced My Husband And Found Love: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Delilah's pov I stood there, the papers clutched in my hand, my heart racing so fast I could feel it in my throat. “Tell me it’s not true,” I said. “Tell me you didn’t do this to Julian.” Calix didn’t even flinch. He looked at me from where he stood at the doorway, his expression unreadable. Both of his hands were buried in his pockets, his suit jacket open. Relaxed. Like we were talking about the weather instead of the fact that he’d blackmailed Julian. “You shouldn’t have been looking through that.” I felt the heat rise in my face. “I wasn’t looking through anything. I was cleaning and I found the file.” His gaze dropped to the folder in my grip. He said nothing. “You knew exactly what you were doing,” I pressed. “Julian didn’t step down from the CEO position. You pushed him out.” He still didn’t move. Still didn’t blink. “I gave him the opportunity to walk away with dignity. He didn’t take it.” “You blackmailed him,” I said. “You dug up things that weren’t even serious. Mi

Calix's povThe tension in the boardroom was thick and heavy, a complete opposite to the usual calm, confident atmosphere. I sat at the head of the table, making sure my expression was unreadable. The faces of the executives seated around me were anxious, their eyes darting nervously between me and themselves. The shareholders were no different. Their discomfort was a subtle current, but I felt it.My presence still commanded the room. Years of ruthless ambition and unmatched success had earned me that authority. But the energy had shifted. The usual unwavering trust that the executives had in me had fractured. I could see it in the way they shifted uncomfortably in their chairs. I could feel the knives sharpening behind their fake smiles, the increasing whispers of doubt solidifying into disloyalty.Whispers of instability swirled through the room. I heard them, even though I tried not to pay them any mind. Investors shifted in their seats, their gazes flicking towards the live ticke

Delilah's pov"Are you sure about this?"Carla stood at the edge of my bed, arms folded tightly across her chest. "Because this... this is serious, Mrs Knight. You're granting an interview."I applied a layer of concealer under my right eye, blending the edge with the tip of my finger. There were shadows under my eyes and my jaw was locked. But I was calm. Focused."I'm sure," I said simply.“Wouldn’t this… wouldn’t this make Mr. Calix even angrier? This would cause even more scandal than the drunken outburst.”I turned to face her. “Angrier? He’s already furious, Carla. And rightly so. I made a huge mess. A public, humiliating mess. But this… this is how I fix it.”“But, an interview? On television? Won’t that just… fan the flames?” Her face was filled with worry.I shook my head. “Not if I tell the real story.” I turned to face her. "Besides, he can get mad later. If he's even still talking to me. But what matters now is making things right."Carla hesitated. "Even if it means drag

Delilah’s PovI stared at him like he’d just told me he was giving up the company.“You want me… in the boardroom?” I asked slowly, just to be sure I hadn’t misheard.“Delilah, I need you to be in the boardroom.”“Need me?” I repeated, my brow furrowing. “Calix, what are you talking about? I can’t be in the boardroom after what happened the last time. Besides, I didn’t think you’d involve me in the company’s dealings.” My voice was filled with surprise.He sighed heavily. “I know, Delilah. And believe me, this isn’t how I ever envisioned this playing out. But things have escalated. Vanessa’s moves have gotten bolder, more aggressive. You have proof that can help me take her down. I’m going to call for an emergency board meeting and I need you to be there. I need you to deliver the proof.” His tone left no room for argument, yet there was an underlying vulnerability I hadn’t expected.“You want me to deliver them?” I asked. “At a board meeting? Calix, I’m not good at public speaking!”

Delilah’s povThe phone slipped from his grasp, dropping softly onto the plush rug. I didn’t even notice. All I could feel was the warmth of his hands at my waist, the mingling of his lips on mine.I kissed him like I didn’t want to come up for air.And maybe I didn’t. Not tonight. Not when everything between us felt… right.Different.His hands cupped my face like I was fragile.“Calix, not here.” I whispered. My eyelids fluttered in rhythm with my beating heart. My hands, refusing to stay still, were roaming all over his body. His skin was warm beneath my palms, smooth and firm.He pulled back slowly and smirked. “Let’s take this home, shall we?” Without another word, he swept me off my feet and carried me out of his office bridal style.The drive home was a blur. When I came to it, we were standing in my bedroom.His lips met mine again, this time, it was deeper. A kiss that spoke of longing, of all the unspoken words and desires that had been building between us for so long.I’d k