บททั้งหมดของ Once Divorced, Twice Desired: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Later that afternoon, after Zara picked up her car from the mechanic, she ran down to the office as she and Nadia had planned to start working on their designs for the contract. For several hours, the ladies sat in the conference room drafting out ideas, discussing strategies before eventually deciding on the best fit for the proposal Zara gave for the auction. “If we make extra time like this to work on it, we should be able to conclude the exterior sketch before the official project review in a month.” Nadia explained. Zara nodded in agreement, “True. I will try to get my part done before we meet tomorrow.” “Me too.” Nadia added as she got up on her feet and started to gather her things to return to her office. Zara studied her quietly and from their very few interactions, she noticed Nadia was usually good at minding her business except that night she walked into her office. Nadia was the only one that Zara told about Ace’s schemes and she couldn't shake off the idea that Nad

For five minutes, Zara sat in her car when she arrived at her house trying to stabilize her emotions. She stomped her fist on the steering, mumbling, “I shouldn't have told him.” Even though she had confessed to him, it didn't mean she was ready to re-live those moments again by going to a therapist. Worse more, she hated how Ace was suddenly trying to act like the good guy. Where was he when the incident happened? He was having the part time of his life with his Gina at the same party. Zara took in a deep breath, wiping what was left of the tears on her face. “You're doing so well, Zara. Don't let Ace ruin things for you.” She whispered to herself as she finally stepped out of the car. As she reached the door, she punched in the code— but the door swung open before she could finish.Her eyes widened in delight, “Kendrick!”Kendrick stood there, wearing a kitchen apron and a charming smile with charcoal smudge on his cheek.“You’re finally here,” he said.Zara blinked, stunned

Ace tried to pull her, but Kendrick’s grip remained firm, fueling his anger. “Let go of her, Campbell!” Ace spoke between his teeth. But that didn't scare Kendrick away as he stepped forward, his voice equally firm, “You let her go, Cater.” “And who are you to tell me what to do? Her boyfriend?” Ace asked, staring trouble. But Kendrick matched his energy, “Well, Carter, ordering her around wasn't part of the project description.” A chilling silence swept over the room, the two men having a glaring competition, both pulling Zara around one after after another, each hoping for the other to give up. Nadia let out a sharp sigh, “Maybe I should let you all sort this out…” “No, Nadia…” Zara called. With all the strength in her, she shoved the men off, yelling, “Let go off my hand, you both!” The men pulled away, watching with regret as Zara stretched her hurting arms. “I’m sorry, Zara. I didn't mean to…” “If you’d just let her be, she wouldn't have been hurt.” Ace quick

Zavier chuckled nervously, “It's probably nothing. I don't know.” He lied. But Zara didn't buy it, “I’m family too, okay! Why do they have to be a secret that I don't know about? First it was about the shady business within the company and now this?” “Am I even part of this family at all?” Zara lamented, hoping to guilt trip Zavier into telling the truth.For a moment it looked like it worked as Zavier sat deep on thought. “You're right.” He started serious, and Zara quickly leaned in curiously, “You're not part of this family. We found you in the trash can.” He burst out laughing, watching Zara's curiosity slowly melt into anger. “I hate you, Zavier.” she yelled at the top of her voice, yanking her phone from his hand.Zavier laughed even harder, “But I love you, my trash can sister.” Zara boiled with anger, grabbing her bag and stomping towards the door. Zavier swiftly picked up his phone and car key, rushing after her, “Wait up, I’m also going to the parking lot.” But Zara

Zara swallowed hard, beads of sweat breaking out on her forehead as her eyes fixed on the gun. “I—I promise I’m not trespassing…” She stuttered, hands trembling, “M–my grandma owned this place and I—I inherited it…” she said carefully, hoping her confession didn't anger the man..Silence followed. The kind that made Zara wish she hadn't come here in the first place. Then the man slowly withdrew his gun, a big smile breaking across his lips. “Eloise, you’re all grown.” He said, moving closer in an attempt to hug her, but Zara instinctively took a step back. One minute he was after her life and the next he was acting all friendly? Not a chance! “I…you know me?” She stuttered. Wrong question because he obviously called her by her middle the way Kaka used to fondly call her. “It's me. Amos. Kaka’s driver.” “Ah…okay,” Zara faked a gasp even though he could barely remember him. She vaguely remembered Kaka had a younger driver but that was decades ago and she could barely put a face