My Ex-Husband’s Vengeful Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Nathan decided on a mystery movie. He grabbed the remote and picked one about a murder on a train. It was Tessa’s favorite genre.Once the movie started, he turned off the lights in the living room. They sat side by side, watching in silence. But Nathan knew she was holding back. He remembered how she used to be back when they were dating, and even after they got married. She’d always try to guess the plot, build her own theories, then get annoyed when she was wrong. Now, she didn’t say a single word.They had agreed not to hate each other that day, but Tessa didn’t seem interested in keeping that promise. She’d softened a little in the bathroom earlier, but all afternoon she’d kept her guard up.Nathan had lost control and confessed how he really felt. He’d shown her the most fragile part of himself, exposed how much he still needed her. Love was like a disease, he thought, spreading fast until it infected every part of you and left nothing behind.For some reason, Tessa didn’t seem

“Tessa!” Nathan’s voice was hoarse, laced with an emotion she couldn’t quite name. Was it panic? Worry? Or anger?She didn’t open her eyes. The first thing she noticed wasn’t the sound of his voice or the light in the room, it was his scent. That familiar mix of cedar and clean soap that clung to him like a signature.Nathan scooped her up from the floor with too much force at first, his panic showing through. But when he realized she wasn’t responding, his grip softened. One warm hand brushed against the back of her neck, the other gently shaking her shoulder.“Tessa, wake up,” he said quietly.She stayed limp in his arms, fighting the urge to laugh. God, if only he knew how ridiculous this looked.“Damn it,” he muttered. “Jack! Get the car!”He carried her effortlessly, like she weighed nothing. She could feel his heart pounding fast against her cheek as he strode down the grand staircase of Hawthorne Estate.She held her breath, trying not to laugh as they passed the long corridor.

The private jet touched down at five in the morning. Japan had drained every bit of his energy. Three straight days of meetings, contract signings, and toppling competitors. Tanaka had even lost his position, just as Nathan planned.Jack was already waiting at the airport.“Here,” Nathan said, handing him his phone. “Battery died mid-flight.”Jack plugged it into the charger as soon as they got in the car. Nathan sank into the back seat and shut his eyes. Sleeping on the plane had been pointless; his mind wouldn’t stop circling back to Tessa and their last argument before he left.He still couldn’t believe it. That was the first time she’d ever used the emergency line, and it turned out to be just to ask about Adrian. When he saw a call coming from the restricted wing, his heart nearly stopped. He thought she was sick or something bad had happened. But no. She was just worried about the man who’d almost killed her.“How are things in the restricted wing?” Nathan asked flatly. “She giv

After two days in the hospital, Tessa finally went back to the place that felt more like a prison than a home.The moment the door opened, Smokey ran up to her, rubbing himself between her legs and meowing in protest like he was scolding her for leaving too long.“You haven’t eaten anything since I left, huh?” Tessa said, glancing at Nathan who stood behind her, waiting for her to step inside.“Of course he ate,” Nathan replied easily. “I told someone to feed your little furball.” His brow furrowed as he looked at the gray cat. “Look at him now. He’s huge. When I first saw him, he looked like a wire about to snap. Now he’s fat enough to feed a whole family.”Tessa rolled her eyes, trying not to smile. He wasn’t wrong. Smokey did look chubbier. She always fed him well, but apparently Nathan’s choice of canned food was way fancier.“I should put him on a diet,” she muttered under her breath.Smokey shot her a sharp glare as if he understood, then strutted away with the kind of offended

Clause 1: Party A (Tessa Caldwell) will have unrestricted access to the private garden and greenhouse from 6 a.m. to 10 p.m., without direct supervision. She may modify the garden area as she wishes.Tessa could barely close her mouth.She was getting her own garden. One she could change however she wanted.She stared at the contract in her hands, almost in disbelief. Her hand went up to her cheek, her mouth hung open, and her eyes were so wide that The Scream would’ve looked subtle compared to her face.Her gaze darted to Nathan.“This... this is a joke, right?” she whispered, still in shock.Even at her father’s house, she’d never been allowed to touch the garden without permission. There was always some gardener hovering around, ready to interfere. But now, for the first time, she could finally design her own garden the way she wanted.“Keep reading,” Nathan said flatly, pretending to sound indifferent. But Tessa knew he was watching her closely, every flicker of her reaction. Stil