All Chapters of TILL DEATH DO US APART EX WIFE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

His mistake again Christian povI stood there, frozen, watching Jane limp out of the room. My chest tightened as I ran my hand through my hair, pacing in the small space. I can't still figure out what the fuck is wrong with me.The taste of her lips lingered, and it wasn’t the first time I’d crossed this line. But this? Kissing Jane at a hospital while Jared was in surgery because of her? And Amanda—what the hell would Amanda say if she found out?. Though this not the first time I ever kissed her but this one was all like a first kiss. I touched my lips again and I can still feel the taste of her lips. It's really weird been married for three years and still can't say what it means to kiss your wife? , what more is awkward than that. My mind raced as I leaned against the wall, staring at the empty doorway Jane had disappeared through. I couldn’t get over it. The three years Jane and I had been married had done something to me. No matter how much I convinced myself she doesn't matter

Family ObligationsChristian's POVI stared at the files scattered across my desk. Mark had left them for me this morning, but I couldn't focus on a single word. Every time I tried to read, Jane's voice echoed in my head."Get the fuck out of my life, Christian."The way she looked at me. The pain in her eyes. The hate.I rubbed my face with both hands, feeling the exhaustion weighing down on me. I hadn't slept properly in three days. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her at that hospital. I saw her choosing him over me.The door opened. Mark walked in with that careful look he always wore when he thought I might snap at him.I shot him a glare. "What?"Mark stopped in his tracks. "Sir, I just wanted to remind you about today's schedule. You have the board meeting at eleven, then lunch with the investors from Tokyo—""I don't care," I cut him off.But Mark kept talking. His voice became background noise as my mind drifted back to Jane. She said I wasn't good enough. She said I chose

Dinner Table GamesChristian's POVI stood at my grandmother's door holding two bottles of wine, trying to calm my nerves. Jane was supposed to be here by now. What if she changed her mind? What if she decided to tell my grandmother everything?The door opened. Jane stood there wearing a simple black dress that made her look elegant. Professional. Like the wife I should have appreciated when I had the chance."You're late," I said."I'm here, aren't I?"She looked nervous. Her hands were shaking a little. But she was wearing the ring. That had to mean something."Ready for this?" I asked."No. But let's get it over with."I reached for her hand. She pulled it back."What are you doing?""We're married, remember? We have to act like it.""I said no touching.""Jane, my grandmother isn't stupid. Married couples touch each other."She stared at me for a long moment. Then she let me take her hand. Her skin was cold.We walked into the house together. I could hear voices from the dining ro

Amanda's TrapJane's POVI needed new clothes for work. Something professional but not too expensive. The boutique downtown had a sale, so I decided to check it out.I was looking at a simple black blazer when I heard her voice."Well, well. Look who's here."I turned around. Amanda and Tiffany were standing behind me, both carrying designer shopping bags."Hello, Amanda," I said quietly."Jane! What a surprise!" Amanda's voice was loud and fake. "Shopping for work clothes?""Yes.""How exciting! A working woman!" She looked at the blazer I was holding. "That's... cute. Very affordable looking."My cheeks burned. "It's fine for what I need.""Of course it is! Not everyone can afford the good stuff." Amanda picked up a blazer from the expensive section. "This is what I'm getting. Christian bought it for me yesterday."The lie hit me in the chest. Christian hadn't bought her anything. We were supposed to be pretending to be married. But I couldn't say that."That's nice," I said.Tiffan

BlackmailJane's POVMy phone rang at six in the morning. Unknown number. I almost didn't answer, but something made me pick up."Hello?""Jane Walton."The voice was cold. Male. I didn't recognize it."Who is this?""Someone who knows your secrets."My blood went cold. I sat up in bed, my heart pounding."What are you talking about?""P&G Industries. Ring a bell?"I couldn't breathe. "How do you—""Twenty million dollars. Cash. Or everyone finds out who you really are.""I don't have that kind of money."The man laughed. "Don't lie to me, Jane. You're worth more than Christian Holmes could ever dream of being.""What do you want?""I told you. Twenty million. Or I expose everything. Your secret company. Your fake marriage. Your lies.""I'm not lying about anything.""Aren't you? Does your precious Jared know you're still married? Does he know you've been playing house with Christian?"My hands were shaking so hard I could barely hold the phone."You have forty-eight hours," the voice