All Chapters of My Ex Cheated, So I Got Hotter!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO: GOOD LUCK, BAD LUCKCHRISTIAN———“Mr. Gallo. A pleasure to see you. It’s been forever. When did you return to the country?”Thomas Bezos, a producer from another studio, strolled up to me, hand outstretched, a smile on his face.“Just a few weeks ago. Have you been well?” I returned the smile, but my attention kept drifting toward the entrance of the hall.Why wasn’t she here yet?Even after Thomas walked away and more guests came to greet me, my gaze stayed fixed on that doorway. The red carpet was nearly over, the hall almost full. She should’ve been here by now.Or had she decided not to come?The thought curled in my mind like smoke. It wouldn’t be impossible—my invitation had been last-minute, almost careless. And after our little intimate moment at the boutique, maybe she was still avoiding me?My eyes moved over the crowd again. Dazzling expensive outfits, excited faces, champagne glasses clinking. But no sign of her.I exhaled slowly, pressing my lips toge

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR: ONCE UPON A BEAUTIFUL LOVE STORYZOEYChapter soundtrack: Wildflower-Billie Eilish.———When I first met Chuck, I was a clueless freshman trying not to get lost on my first day of college. He swooped in like some tall, charming Google Maps, helped me find my class, and even introduced me to my course mates. I figured that was it, our little meet-cute was over. But nope. Halfway through the semester, fate (and Camille) dragged me to a friend’s birthday party, and there he was again—Chuck, the human GPS, this time with a drink in hand.That night, he made me feel comfortable in a room full of strangers. We talked about everything. Movies, music. And discovered we had the same taste in both. We also realized we shared the same Hollywood dream. He wanted to be a big-shot producer or director, and I wanted to be an actress. Somewhere between the music and the party lights, he kissed me. My first kiss. It felt like someone had turned on the fireworks display just for

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX: UNTIL SHE FORGETS HIMCHRISTIAN———The moment Zoey’s mouth closed around me, tight and warm, it was like my soul got ripped straight out of my body.Her eyes stayed locked on mine, unblinking, daring. She started slow with just the tip, testing me, tasting me like she was deciding how much she could handle. Her tongue traced the ridge under me, then flicked over the head again slowly, like she knew exactly what that would do to me.A rough breath tore out of me, my jaw clenching. My hand found her hair, wrapping it loosely around my fist, keeping her right where I wanted her.“What?” I asked, my voice thick, swallowing hard. I smirked down at her. “Scared to take it all like last time?”She didn’t answer. Just gave me that infuriating little smirk. And then, without warning, she opened wider, pushing herself down over me. She could only take half my length, but the way she did it, so hungrily. Unafraid. It made more heat coil low in my stomach.Her head began to

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT: TALENT MANAGER ZOEY———“Oh. My. God.”I caught the lips of one of the women in the lobby mouthing the words. Her eyes went wide like she’d just spotted a celebrity, or maybe a UFO, while I strutted into the production house, handbag neatly clutched in my hand.I didn’t spare her or anyone else a glance. Even Kelsey, who was mid-conversation with another woman, froze. She blinked once… twice… as though she needed to confirm I wasn’t a hallucination. Well, choke on that, sweetheart.Still ignoring them, I headed to my workspace. The reaction there was copy-paste from the lobby. Wide eyes, dropped jaws, and a few not-so-subtle whispers. That was when I spotted Chuck in the middle of the room, mid-discussion with one of my colleagues.He froze too, looking at me exactly like he had last night—shamelessly stunned.Pretending I hadn’t seen him either, I slid onto my desk and caught my reflection in the small mirror propped up there.I looked… different. As in, real

CHAPTER THIRTY: A PREDATOR’S GAME CHRISTIAN ——— “What condition?” Sage’s stare didn’t waver. He was locked on me, waiting. I met his gaze head-on, my mind sifting for the clean, professional version of what I really wanted to say. ‘Keep your hands off her.’ ‘Stay professional.’ ‘Don’t get too damn close.’ Every version tasted like jealousy. Possessive. It would tip him off, and I wasn’t handing him that power. Zoey was supposed to be just an employee. Professionally, that’s all she should matter to me. “Just… don’t give her a hard time,” I said finally, forcing a polite, tight smile I didn’t mean. “I’m a nice guy, Christian. Nothing to worry about.” Sage’s mouth curved into that same smug grin before he extended his hand. “Shall we sign?” I took his hand, resisting the urge to crush his bones and wipe that grin off his face. He’d been a thorn in my side since my marriage to Scarlett. And years later, nothing had changed. Chuck, looking like he’d just swallowed broken glass