Library

Search

Home / Romance / My Ex-Husband, You Will Never Hurt Me Again / Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

All Chapters of My Ex-Husband, You Will Never Hurt Me Again: Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

47 Chapters

Chapter 41

Three days later. First person POVSo we left Spain.And just like that, I was back in New York.Same city. Different version of me.No more hiding. No more second-guessing.I was Elena Maxwell now. And for the first time, I understood what that meant.Ryan and I moved into a penthouse in Tribeca.. glass walls, minimalist design, the kind of view that made the skyline look like a painting. Isla came with us, of course. She blended in like she’d always lived here, organizing rooms and routines before I even had time to breathe.We visited Mrs. Janet the morning after we landed. The prison air hadn’t changed, but she had. She looked older. Not tired.. sharpened. Like steel polished by time. She took one look at me, nodded, and said, “You’re ready.”That was three days ago.Now I sat behind a sleek black desk, in a corner office on the 42nd floor of one of the most prestigious finance and real estate firms in Manhattan.The desk, the glass walls, the minimalist design.. this was all M

Last Updated : 2025-11-14

Chapter 42

“Tell me that didn’t just happen.”Bruce’s voice cracked across the office like a whip. He stood at the center of the room, tie loosened, sleeves rolled, fists clenched so tightly the veins in his forearms popped.His secretary.. Miles, a thin, twitchy man who always looked one step from disaster.. flinched under the weight of it.“I.. I’ve confirmed it, sir,” Miles stammered, clutching the tablet in his hands. “The Queens waterfront contract. We lost it.”Bruce stepped forward. “To who?”Miles swallowed. “Maxwell Capital.”Selena, seated by the bar cart with a glass of untouched scotch, turned her head sharply.“Maxwell?” she said slowly. “As in.. ”“Elena Maxwell.” Miles nodded. “She placed a counter-offer through a front firm out of Jersey but made the signing public this morning.”Bruce turned to the floor-to-ceiling window, the Manhattan skyline blurring in the glass. His jaw flexed.“It’s a power move,” Selena said behind him. “She’s not hiding. She wants us to know she’s here.”

Last Updated : 2025-11-15

Chapter 43

First person POV“Don’t take this the wrong way,” I said, glancing over my coffee cup at Cruz. “But you don’t really strike me as the quiet assistant type.”He smirked, one brow raised. “What gave me away? The tattoos or the fact that I actually know what I’m doing?”I laughed under my breath. The office was quiet.. it was nearly seven in the evening, most of the floor already cleared out. Only Cruz and I were still here, buried in bid proposals and sabotage countermeasures.I leaned back in my chair. “Seriously though. You know more about how this firm runs than half the execs upstairs.”He leaned against the edge of my desk, arms crossed. “Let’s just say I wasn’t hired for my typing speed.”“Then why were you hired?”He hesitated.That pause was too long.And something clicked.I lowered my cup. “Who are you, Cruz?”He gave me a long look before answering. “I was placed here by Ryan. Obviously.”“That much I figured.”He exhaled slowly. “My family worked with his in Sicily. I grew

Last Updated : 2025-11-15

Chapter 44

First person POVLater that night..There was a soft knock.Then the door creaked open.I didn’t have to look up.. I already knew who it was. Only one person walked into my room like he had the right to.Ryan.“Hope you’re not hiding sharp objects in here,” he said, leaning against the doorframe with that half-smirk he wore when he didn’t want me to know he was checking in.I raised a brow from where I sat curled up on the couch, a blanket over my legs and a half-empty glass of wine on the coffee table. “Why? You planning to make me use one?”“Depends,” he said, walking in. “Are you still mad at me for being who I am?”I looked away, exhaled. “You make it hard to stay mad.”He dropped onto the armchair across from me. “Good. Because I’m tired of pretending I don’t want to be here.”I laughed under my breath, shook my head. “You’re impossible.”“I’ve been called worse.”There was a pause. A soft stretch of quiet.I thought that was it.. that he was just going to sit here for a few minu

Last Updated : 2025-11-17

Chapter 45

First person POVI woke up alone.The sheets were still warm beside me, but the space was empty.And then I heard it.. water running in the bathroom.The knot in my stomach twisted immediately.Shit.I sat up slowly, the covers slipping down my bare chest, and reality slammed back in like a freight train.Again.It happened again.I buried my face in my hands, groaning into my palms. What the hell was wrong with me?This was supposed to be a mission. A plan. An operation.I wasn’t supposed to be soft. I wasn’t supposed to feel things. And definitely not for a man who could end lives with a single phone call.But here I was. Naked. In Ryan DeMarco’s bed. For the second time.My skin still buzzed with the memory of his mouth on me, his hands, his voice in my ear.God.I pulled the blanket tighter around my body. Embarrassment wasn’t even the right word. Humiliation, maybe. Regret?No, not regret.That was the worst part. I didn’t regret it. Not the way he touched me. Not the way he look

Last Updated : 2025-11-17

Chapter 46

Third Person POVSelena leaned over her laptop, fingers frozen mid-scroll, heart thudding like a war drum in her chest.She'd seen it before.. this video from the media’s coverage of Maxwell Capital’s Queens acquisition. The press conference, Elena Maxwell’s carefully chosen words, the deliberate tone.But now she was watching it with new eyes.Her gaze narrowed, head tilting slightly.The chin.The eyes.The way she shifted her weight onto her left hip when she stood still, just like Sophie used to do when she was trying to look unbothered.Selena slowly sat back, her pulse climbing. She dragged the timeline on the video, replaying the same ten seconds over and over. The voice had changed. The posture had sharpened. But the woman on that screen wasn’t new.She was reborn.“Oh my god,” Selena whispered.It was her.Sophie.Disguised as Elena Maxwell.For a full minute, Selena didn’t move. Her mind raced, jumping through every memory.. five years of secrets, friendship, betrayal, pri

Last Updated : 2025-12-03

Chapter 47

First person POVThe flash of lights outside the gala venue was a storm, cameras swinging toward us the moment Ryan’s car rolled up the front of the marble steps.I stepped out first.Black velvet hugged my frame, sleek and high-necked, with sheer sleeves and a slit that kissed mid-thigh. My hair was tucked into a loose, elegant bun, with soft tendrils falling just right.. enough to frame, not expose. Not too much face. Just enough mystery.Ryan joined me a second later, in a sharp black tux with his signature clean lines and subtle cufflinks.. minimal, silent power. His hand found the small of my back. Light, possessive. Controlled.“Let them look,” he murmured against my ear, as the cameras flared again. “Just remember why we’re here.”“I never forget,” I said, stepping forward, chin high.Inside, the gala glowed with understated wealth. Crystal chandeliers. Gold accents. Low music humming through the room like a secret. Waiters moved silently between conversations that cost mo

Last Updated : 2025-12-03

PREV

NEXT

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP

DMCA.com Protection Status