Divorce After Betrayal Ex-Wife Revenge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

"This footage is undeniable."The investigator’s voice was calm but carried heavy weight. On the large surveillance screen in the security operations room, the hotel lobby video played on loop. Evelyn was clearly visible, her steps unsteady as she exited the elevator with Julian. Her eyes looked heavy, her movements stiff—like someone struggling to stay conscious.Julian, wearing a barely-there smirk, supported her body while occasionally glancing at the lobby camera. In his hand was a small black object—a concealed portable camera.“That’s not a standard hotel CCTV feed,” another investigator said. “He brought his own camera. This was intentional.”---Elsewhere, Evelyn sat in a quiet corner of her gallery, staring at the ceiling scattered with reflections from the gemstones she designed. But today, no sparkle could dull the darkness inside her chest.Her phone buzzed.> "Ms. Evelyn, you are requested to appear at the Tokyo Police Department today at 2:00 PM for a clarification proce

The midday Tokyo sky was gray, like a bad omen suspended in the air. On the top floor of William's office tower, everything seemed to function normally—except his heart. He stood behind the large glass window, staring at the skyline of towering buildings, yet his thoughts were far away—lingering on Evelyn and the fragile moments they'd shared in recent days.When his phone buzzed on the desk, he almost didn’t notice. But the name on the screen—Clarissa—made his brow furrow. He hesitated, then answered the call in a flat tone.> “Clarissa?”> “William,” her voice was soft, but slightly tense. “Do you have time this afternoon? I... I need to talk. It’s important.”William paused before replying, “What is it about?”> “Not over the phone. Just... come to my house. Please.”Click. The line went dead.William took a deep breath. His body stiffened. He didn’t want more problems—especially not now, when he and Evelyn were finally beginning to piece things back together. But something in Clar

The morning sky over Tokyo was overcast, mirroring the fog clouding William’s thoughts. He sat in the hospital waiting room, wearing a mask and a low-brimmed cap, trying not to draw attention. His fists were clenched on his knees, his body leaning forward—as if trying to escape the reality that awaited him.“For Mr. William Hartford,” a young nurse called out, handing him a sealed white envelope.William stood, taking the envelope without a word. His head was lowered, but his steps were firm as he walked out of the building. He didn’t open the results there. He knew: if this truly was a shadow war, he needed weapons—not emotions.---Meanwhile – Evelyn’s Law FirmEvelyn stood in front of the large window, watching Tokyo’s slow-moving traffic—just like her thoughts. Sandra entered, holding a tablet and a cup of ginger tea.“Social media is heating up again,” Sandra said bluntly. “Clarissa just released an official statement about the pregnancy.”Evelyn turned. “Official?”Sandra nodded

“This evidence is undeniable.”Sandra’s voice echoed through the meeting room at Hartford & Partners Law Firm in Tokyo. On the screen in front of her, digital medical records from three different hospitals were displayed. In the bottom corner of the screen was the metadata of the ultrasound Clarissa had previously claimed as her own—now proven to belong to another patient.William stood beside Sandra, his expression cold. Across from them, Clarissa sat with clenched fists and shallow breaths. On her side sat their parents—one of whom was William’s father, maintaining an impassive expression.“So,” William said softly but cuttingly, “you wanted to trap me for life just to keep your position?”Clarissa bit her lower lip.“I... I just wanted us to go back to how we used to be.”Sandra cut in.“But you chose fraud, spreading lies to the media, and attacking Evelyn with false accusations.”She pointed to the legal documents on the table.“That qualifies as defamation and document forgery.”

The late afternoon breeze carried the soft scent of cherry blossoms beginning to fall. Petals drifted gently along the quiet pathway of the Memory Garden, painting the stone walkway in delicate shades of pink. On an old stone bench hidden beneath a towering tree, Evelyn sat with her head resting on William’s shoulder.No words passed between them for several minutes. Only silence—wrapped in the slow rhythm of their breathing and beating hearts.“Sometimes I feel… this peace is too quiet,” Evelyn murmured, her gaze lost in the falling petals.William glanced at her.“Too quiet sounds bad?”She shook her head.“No. But it scares me. Every time we find peace, it feels like destruction follows right behind. Like before...”William looked up at the sky. The guilt still lingered in his eyes.“I know. I let my emotions take over, while you were being torn apart—alone.”Evelyn closed her eyes.“I want to trust again, Will. I do. But part of me... still feels afraid. Still feels… dirty because