Semua Bab STUCK WITH MY DAD’S BEST-FRIEND:Revenge On MyCheating Hu: Bab 1 - Bab 6

Lena's Pov.I stood at the edge of our bedroom, my arms crossed tightly over my chest as I watched him. My heart was pounding, but not the way it used to when I looked at him. Not with love or warmth or hope. This pounding felt heavy. Cold. Like every beat was trying to push the pain out of me.Harrison Worthington. The man I once thought was my forever. The same man who was now zipping up his suitcase like he couldn’t wait to leave.My husband.My soon-to-be ex-husband.I didn’t even feel like I was standing in my own body. I was watching this scene unfold like it was a movie, like someone else’s life was falling apart. But the ache in my chest reminded me this was mine. Every second of it.He didn’t say a word as he folded his clothes neatly into the suitcase, each motion calm and calculated. There wasn’t a single sign of regret or hesitation. Just cold, sharp silence.The air between us felt suffocating."I loved you with everything I had," I said, my voice thick and bitter. It sho

Lena's Pov. After signing those papers. I thought there would be some kind of relief, some kind of freedom in finally letting go of Harrison. But instead, I felt nothing. Just this numb weight sitting on my chest, pressing into my lungs, making it hard to breathe. It was past eight when I finally picked up my phone. Maddie’s name sat at the top of my recent calls. I pressed dial. She picked up immediately. “Lena?” The moment I heard her voice, the dam inside me broke again. “He left,” I said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. “He really left.” “Oh, honey…” I could hear her shift, maybe sitting up or grabbing her keys. “Tell me everything.” So I did. Everything from the moment Harrison dropped the envelope on the bed, to the photo, to the park, to signing the divorce papers. I tried to stay calm, to sound strong. But Maddie heard the cracks in my voice. And she didn’t sugarcoat her response. “Your stepsister is a snake,” she said bluntly. “And Harrison is

Lena's Pov. One month. That’s how long it had been since Harrison walked out and I signed those divorce papers. A whole month of trying to breathe normally again. I tried to pick myself up every morning and act like I was okay. I told myself I didn’t need him. I told myself he wasn’t worth my tears. I even had a wild night with atranger. I didn’t remember his name again, I didn’t care. I just wanted to forget. I wanted someone else’s hands on my body, someone else’s lips against my skin. I thought maybe, just maybe, it would erase the memory of Harrison’s touch. It helped for a moment. And I didn’t think things could get worse. It was a rainy Tuesday. The kind of day that already made your bones feel heavy. I was curled up on the couch, knees tucked to my chest, sipping lukewarm tea. The kind that had lost all warmth, like everything else in my life. I was trying to focus on a book, but I had read the same sentence seven times and still had no idea what it said. That’s