All Chapters of An Ex-wife's Guide to Revenge: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

LYSSANDRA I just stare at this man claiming to be Erden’s brother as if he's spoken another language entirely. Brother. My brain takes the word and rolls it around like it doesn’t fit anywhere. I didn’t even know Erden had brothers, not once in all the years I’ve known him has he mentioned a single relative. But looking at this man again, I believe him. He has Erden’s stubborn jawline, cheekbone, and complexion. He's telling me not only is he Erden’s brother, but there's also another brother named Aksel? The man is watching me too, like he’s waiting to see how I’ll react. I force myself to breathe and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “He didn’t tell me he had brothers.” “I figured,” he says. “You didn't seem to recognize me.” I lean back against the stool and pick up the drink he ordered for me. The ice has melted, watering down the whiskey, but I sip it anyway because my throat feels worse than a desert. “What do you want from me?” I ask. “Simple.” He looks straig

ERDEN I pull away from her, open the door while she's still trying to catch her breath, and tug her out of the bathroom. She stumbles, and I hold her upright, watching her flushed face. My lips still burn, but hers are swollen from my kiss, so we're fine. “Come on.” “Where are we going?” She asks, hurrying behind me. I look around the bar and Kavev is missing. I didn't expect he would wait around, but I'm surprised he didn't. I know he'll find me when he's ready, so I lead Lys to my car. She pulls sharply on my arm. “I'm not getting into your car if you don't tell me where we're going. Who knows, maybe you're some serial killer.” I turn to glare at her. “Is this the right time to crack jokes we both don't think is funny?” She frowns. “You're the only one who thinks I'm joking.” “Get into the car, Lys.” I growl at her, storm up to the passenger door and unlock it. She glowers at me, but she does slide into the car, so that's good enough for me. Immediately I enter t

ERDEN I watch as her spine melts and she sags to the floor. My jaw grinds as I watch the tears fill her eyes and seep down her face. The words are a lie, but watching her break down, it's easier than telling her the actual truth of things. “So…your…father killed mine?” She whispered, looking up at me, begging me with her eyes for more pain. I walk over to her, and scoop her into my arm. “Yes. He started the fire, he kidnapped Nyra, and he killed your mother when she tried defending your father.” Her lips part, and a scream explodes from them. It's visceral, the scream of a human being ripped apart by pain. I watch her, sinking my fangs into my tongue to hold back the scream budding in my own chest. Lyssandra shoves me away, her entire body trembling with rage. “How could he do that?” “What matters is that he's dead. My brothers helped me kill him. We couldn't allow him to get away with it.” “That doesn't help me, Erden.” She sobs. Her tears rip my insides

LYSSANDRA Farouk drives me towork, and I step out of the car. I smooth my hair and check my reflection but I still look tired and my eyes are red. Searching through my bag, I find a pair of sunglasses and throw them on. As I turn away from the car, I bump into someone. Tilting my head up, I find Erden already staring down at me. My heart does this stupid thing where it flips and misses two beats. Erden is wearing a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He's missing a tie, and he looks undeniably sexy as hell. His hand flops over one eye, and I want to sweep it away. I remind myself that I'm still mad at him, so I step away hurriedly. “Why are you here?” He lifts a brow like I've asked a very ridiculous question. “Did you forget you made me CEO?” I had in fact forgotten that I had. He backs away, tilting his face to the light and I see the bruise on his face. There's a dark mark around his eye. It makes his face look ruggedly handsome in way that shouldn't be real

LYSSANDRA I can hear Cade’s voice in my head like he's standing right next to me. And I wish he was, so that I could deck him in the stomach here in the privacy of my office. I should have hit him out there. I'm boiling with so much anger that I don't even care what the reporters would have done. I should have done more talk back. My fist tightens as the door opens behind me. I turn around just as Erden steps in, closing the door behind him. He’s no longer wearing his long, black coat, and his hair now looks like he's run his hand through it many times. He looks as handsome as a Greek god, a terrifyingly angry Greek god with his sharp jawline and the tight anger in his eyes. “Where’s Cade?” I ask, my heart suddenly pounding for a completely different reason than it had just seconds ago. “He's gone, and he won't be back.” I hear the click of the lock as Erden closes the door and walks up to my desk. I cross my arms, trying to breathe as Erden steps closer. “You make it so