Chasing After My Ex-Husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

“I don’t understand,” she muttered. “Why would someone go this far? It’s just a project.”Grayson tilted his head, watching her carefully.“It’s not just a project, Lena,” he said quietly. “This deal could push both our companies into the top rankings. It’s worth billions. And to some people, that’s enough reason to destroy it... or steal it.”Her chest felt tight again. She hated this. She hated that their hard work was constantly being threatened. But more than that, she hated how easily Grayson slipped back into her life, sitting on her couch like he never left.Lena clenched her jaw, blinking back the sting in her eyes.“Why did you come here?” she whispered.Grayson’s brows furrowed. “I told you...”“No,” she snapped, her voice trembling. “Why did you come here, Grayson? Why not just call me?”His lips parted, but he didn’t speak right away. He looked... hesitant.Grayson Blackwood was never hesitant.He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he looked at her.“Becaus

Lena stayed wrapped in Grayson’s arms for a long time, feeling the steady beat of his heart against her cheek. She didn’t want to let go, didn’t want to lose this moment of safety after carrying her pain alone for so long. But the weight of everything she had kept inside still lingered, pressing down on her chest like a heavy stone.She pulled back slightly, looking up at Grayson through tear-filled eyes. “What about my mom?” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I haven’t told her about the divorce... and she doesn’t know I’m pregnant.”Grayson’s expression softened, his fingers brushing gently through her damp hair. “You haven’t told her?” he asked, his voice low and careful, as if he didn’t want to scare her.Lena shook her head, guilt gnawing at her. “I couldn’t,” she admitted. “After everything happened... after you left... I just... I didn’t know how to face her. She’s always loved you. She would’ve asked questions, and I was too broken to answer them.”Grayson sat on the edge of

A CLOTHE STOREAyla ran her fingers over a soft sweater, her mind distant as she wandered through the clothing racks. The store smelled like new fabric and faint vanilla, but she barely noticed. She wasn’t really shopping, just distracting herself, trying to quiet the storm in her chest.It had been weeks since her world shattered. Weeks since she walked away from everything she thought she knew. But no matter how far she tried to run from the pain, it clung to her like a shadow.Her fingers tightened around the sweater, and she quickly put it back, her chest heavy.She didn’t need more clothes. She needed a new life.Still, she grabbed a few things, a plain top, a pair of jeans, just to feel like she had some control over something. She carried the items to the counter, her heart thudding as she waited in line.The cashier smiled, scanning her clothes. “Having a good day?” she asked, her voice chipper.Ayla forced a small nod, reaching for her wallet. “Yeah,” she lied, handing over h

Lena leaned back in her chair, her fingers tapping against the armrest as she stared at the recovered files. Her heart still raced from the news that the thief had been caught, but her mind couldn’t rest. Who sent him? And why steal these files?She rubbed her temples, trying to make sense of it all when the door opened, and Arianna peeked in.“Miss Lena, should I call the team for a meeting?” Arianna asked, her voice soft but steady.Lena nodded. “Yes, let’s get everyone together in the boardroom in thirty minutes. We need to figure out our next step.”“Got it,” Arianna said, turning to leave.But barely two minutes passed before the door burst open again. Arianna rushed in, her face pale, eyes wide, clutching her phone like it might explode in her hands.“What’s wrong?” Lena asked, sitting up straight.“Hart Group of Companies,” Arianna panted, trying to catch her breath. “Their CEO... he’s going down.”Lena blinked. “What do you mean?” she asked, frowning. “Hart Group is one of the

THREE WEEKS LATER: THE GRAND LAUNCH EVENTThe grand hall buzzed with energy. Crystal chandeliers sparkled overhead, casting a soft glow across the room filled with business leaders, reporters, and photographers. Tables lined the walls, showcasing sleek displays of the new product, a cutting-edge tech innovation that Carter Enterprises and Blackwood Empire had poured months of work into.Lena stood near the stage, her heart beating rapidly as she watched guests file in. She wore a fitted navy blue dress, her hair cascading in loose waves down her back. She clutched her speech cards in one hand, taking slow breaths to steady herself.“You look amazing,” Arianna whispered, standing beside her. “And everything is perfect. The turnout is huge.”Lena offered a tight smile. “I just wish Grayson were here,” she admitted, her eyes scanning the room out of habit.Arianna squeezed her arm. “He sent Rick, didn’t he? That’s something.”Lena nodded, her gaze landing on Rick, who stood near the repo