Semua Bab Divorce After Betrayal Ex-Wife Revenge : Bab 71 - Bab 80

That morning, as the sunlight gently pierced through the thin curtains in her apartment, Evelyn sat, lost in thought, staring at the glowing screen of her phone. She had read the brief message from her father multiple times, but it still pierced her chest every time.> "Father wants you to come home. Just for a little while. There’s something we need to talk about, Evelyn."Her hands trembled slightly as she placed the phone down on the table. Her heart resisted. Returning to that house meant reopening old wounds—wounds she had hidden under hard work and resilience. That house hadn’t been a safe place since her mother passed. It wasn’t a home anymore, but a cold nest filled with whispers, veiled insults, and the piercing glares of the woman she now called her stepmother.And of course, Selena.Her stepsister who had taken everything from her—love, her father's attention, even her husband.Evelyn closed her eyes for a moment, trying to steady her breath. But that moment of peace was fl

The soft glow of the crystal chandelier shimmered above the long dining table made of aged teakwood. Porcelain plates sat neatly atop an ivory embroidered tablecloth. The aroma of roasted meat and creamy soup lingered in the air—yet none of it was truly appetizing. Tension had seasoned the evening more than any spice could. Evelyn sat upright at the end of the table, directly across from her father, who looked visibly anxious. To his left was her stepmother, poised perfectly, her eyes sharp with scrutiny. On the right sat Selena, idly twirling her silver spoon, gazing at Evelyn as though trying to peel away every shred of her resolve. This dinner was never meant to be a warm reunion. Evelyn knew it the moment she accepted the invitation. It was a performance—and she had been placed at the center of a stage pretending to be a family. “I heard your social project with William has been gaining attention,” her stepmother began, voice light but laced with meaning. “Very impressive. Yo

"I'm taking it."Evelyn’s voice was firm, even if quiet. Her hand gripped the leather-bound journal she had just found in her late mother’s bedroom.“You can’t just take that!” her stepmother shouted from the doorway, breath quick, her face flushed with fury and panic. “That belongs to this house. To this family!”Evelyn stood tall, locking eyes with the woman. “And I’m part of this family. The biological daughter of Maria Lie. If anyone has the right to this, it’s me.”Selena appeared from the hallway with brisk steps, already wearing the look of someone ready for battle. “Don’t you dare use Mother’s name just to gain sympathy. Do you think anyone cares about the scribbles of a dead woman?”Evelyn raised an eyebrow. “Maybe no one does—until they find out those ‘scribbles’ hold the truth about who you really are.”Her stepmother lunged forward, trying to snatch the journal away, but Evelyn was faster. She stepped back and tucked the book beneath her coat.“I won’t repeat this argument

“I’m at the rest stop at kilometer seventy. I’ll be back on the toll road in five minutes,” Evelyn said over the phone, her eyes scanning the darkening road ahead. “After that, I’m going straight to Adrian’s office.”“Understood, Ms. Evelyn,” came the voice on the other end. “The lawyer is ready. All the documents are prepared.”Evelyn ended the call, placed her phone on the passenger seat, and leaned back against her chair with a long exhale.Suddenly—CRASH!The sound of shattering glass exploded around her. Evelyn screamed."What—?!"The left rear door was yanked open. Two masked men stormed in, grabbing her roughly from the driver’s seat.“Let me go! WHO ARE YOU?!” she screamed, kicking and struggling.One of the men shoved her down across the backseat while the other pulled out a chemical spray.“No—don’t—!” Evelyn cried out, twisting her body, but one strong arm pinned her down.Her breathing turned shallow. Her vision blurred.“William…” she whispered, before everything went bl

“Slow down, Evelyn… Don’t push yourself,” William said gently, supporting her back as she tried to get up from the bed. “I can do it myself,” Evelyn muttered, trying to hide the pain radiating from her shoulder. But her hands were trembling. She nearly toppled sideways if William hadn’t caught her just in time. “Careful!” William exclaimed, quickly sitting beside her. “You were just nearly kidnapped and killed, and now you want to play hero?” Evelyn sighed, leaning back against the pillows. “If I couldn’t rely on myself, I wouldn’t have survived in there.” “And if I had arrived five minutes later—” William looked at her sharply, “you might have already—” “Don’t finish that,” Evelyn cut him off, turning her face away. Silence fell between them. Outside the window, the city lights shimmered quietly. The night wrapped around the room with a fragile stillness. William sat in the chair beside the bed. His eyes never left Evelyn, who had gone quiet again. “Stop looking at me like t