All Chapters of He Got What He Wanted... Then Went Mad: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Sabrina's Point-of-ViewIn my past life, I only dared to linger outside Micah Benson's private study, stealing glances at the wall covered in photos of Rowena Fletcher through the crack of the door.But now, reborn, I wanted to see for myself the woman who made the cold, untouchable man of Raventon Street lower his guard."Denton, liquidate all the assets from my parents' trust fund. I want the full amount wired to the Velebrook Bank within three days."After issuing the order to Denton Gibson, I contacted my lawyer to expedite the divorce agreement. Then, I drove to the Deaf and Non-verbal Community Center in Briar Glen, where Rowena worked.She was crouched in front of a pile of battered children's books, carefully taping a torn page back together. Beside her stood a sweet-faced boy, communicating with her in sign language.The late afternoon sun poured through the high windows, casting a golden glow around her frame. She looked untouched by the world, like an angel who had acc

Sabrina's Point-of-ViewThere were still seven days left before the cooling-off period for the divorce ended. During that time, Micah hadn't returned to the penthouse even once.That night, I wandered aimlessly and found myself in a quiet bookstore. To my surprise, I spotted Rowena inside, packing up her belongings.She was still wearing that faded button-down shirt. The sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, revealing the cut on her arm that hadn't fully healed.Suddenly, she looked up and saw me. Her eyes lit up as she hurried over. "Thank you for helping me when I got injured that day. My boyfriend wants to treat you to dinner."In my past life, Micah once said that Rowena was different from the women who chased his wealth—that her eyes were clear and untouched, like a blank sheet of paper.I used to think that was laughable. But now, meeting her clear, sincere gaze, I couldn't find a single word to argue back."That's not necessary. I was just passing by," I said, brushing

The VIP suite was on the top floor of the private hospital. Micah had flown in the most expensive psychiatric team in all of Ufrana just to ease Rowena's nerves after the scare at the cafe."Still scared?" he asked softly, wiping away the tears clinging to the corner of her eyes. "I swear, those bastards will pay for what they did. I'll make sure they suffer pain far worse than death. I won't let danger get anywhere near you again."Rowena curled into his chest, her eyes red and wide with fear.Only after the psychiatrist confirmed that her emotional state had stabilized did Micah dismiss the team. He dropped to one knee beside her bed, his gaze dark with guilt and possessiveness. "I'm sorry, Rowena. I should've protected you. I've got a vault full of designer collectibles—take them all as compensation, okay? Just tell me what else you want, and I'll get it for you."When she heard his words, Rowena lifted her gaze, a shy but flustered look flickering in her eyes. That look gr

Sabrina's Point-of-ViewAt Royal Arvenmoor Auction House in Precor, I absently held the bidding paddle in my hand, my gaze fixed on the man as he quietly chatted with a group of Edevia's oldest aristocrats.He was Winston Rothschild—my redemption. When I was at my lowest, he was the one who pulled me out of the abyss.He was the heir to one of the most powerful and enigmatic families in all of Edevia. Whether in the art world or the financial industry, Winston ruled like a king. Yet, despite standing at the pinnacle of society, he chose to take in someone like me—a woman who had been cast out by her husband and had nothing left.To this day, I still couldn't understand why."Lost in thought again? What's gotten my Bri so distracted?" Winston's rich voice, tinged with indulgence, broke through the haze of my thoughts.I looked up, flustered. "I… I was wondering about the next piece up for bid."He chuckled softly, his fingers brushing against the tip of my nose. "Don't overth

Sabrina's Point-of-ViewMicah froze. "What… What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Rowena's in the penthouse. There's no way she's dead…"I couldn't be bothered to waste another word on this lunatic."Winston, I don't want to see him again.""Understood," he replied.Winston snapped his fingers, and the two bodyguards reappeared like shadows, one on either side of Micah. They seized his arms before he could resist. In the face of real power, the brute strength Micah was so proud of was nothing but a joke.He thrashed wildly, his bloodshot eyes locked on me in a furious, unblinking glare."Sabrina, what the hell are you saying? There's no way anything happened to Rowena. Don't walk away. Get back here! You haven't even told me what happened. Come back!"I didn't turn back. Wasting no time, Winston and I boarded the earliest flight back to Ufrana. But when we arrived at the winding mountain road, I stopped cold.Police tapes had already been put up, blocking off the scen