Semua Bab Dear Ex-husband, I'm back for revenge : Bab 31 - Bab 38

Damien POVBy the time I got home, exhaustion sat in my bones like it had paid rent. My tie was already loose, my jacket heavy on my arm, my head still stuck in a land project that refused to stay buried. All I wanted was silence. Instead, my mind was a cluttered mess of unopened contracts, legal fires, and decisions I did not want to make again tomorrow.Then I looked up.Evelyn was sitting in my living room like she had every intention of ruining what little peace I had left. Relaxed and unbothered. One leg tucked under her, the other stretched just enough to remind me this was not a hallucination. She looked like she was waiting. Or daring someone. For one reckless second, my brain offered the absurd thought that maybe that someone was me.She was half naked. Just pants and a bra, like clothes were optional in my house now and my sanity was the price. My thoughts stalled in a way they hadn’t all day. Annoyance flared first, sharp and immediate. Then something far more dangerous fol

mEvelyn POVThe moment the door clicked open, my soul left my body.I froze.Not because I wanted to. Because I physically could not move.My eyes locked on the doorway like maybe if I stared hard enough, this would turn into another cruel thought instead of reality. Maybe I had finally lost my mind. Maybe pain could cause hallucinations. I would welcome that explanation.But no. Damien stood there.Freshly dressed. Shoes still on. Keys in his hand. The kind of man who was supposed to be at work by now, not standing in the bedroom I had taken over like an uninvited disaster.I wanted the bed to swallow me whole. Every humiliating thought crashed into me at once. The stained sheets. My inability to stand. The fact that I looked weak, undone, exposed in ways I had never planned for him to see. This was not part of the script. I did not prepare for this version of myself.Worst betrayal of the morning.I froze, staring at him like maybe if I didn’t blink, this would rewind. Like maybe th

Evelyn POVI woke up feeling… good.My body felt rested, loose, like it had finally forgiven me. Five days of pain had passed, and this morning, for once, I was not at war with myself.I stood up from the bed, testing my weight, waiting for the familiar sting.Nothing.My gaze drifted across the room and landed on Damien.He was asleep at the table.Files were spread out in front of him, one still clutched in his hand like he had fought sleep and lost. His jacket was gone, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened. He looked… human. Tired. Real.I walked closer before I realized I was moving.Up close, his face stole my breath in a way I hated. His brows were relaxed, no usual tension between them. His lashes were thick, dark, unfairly long for a man who had no business being this handsome. His nose, sharp and straight. His lips slightly parted, soft when he was not using them to argue with me.Sleeping Damien was different. There was no arrogance here. No control. Just a man who had stayed awa

Evelyn POVThe medicine worked faster than I expected.Damien sat on the edge of the bed, shoulders slumped, the sharp lines of him softened in a way I had never seen before. His breathing was slower now. His eyelids drooped like they were fighting a losing battle.I dipped the cloth into the bowl again, wrung it out, then pressed it gently to the red patches climbing up his neck.He hissed quietly.“Stay still,” I said.“I am,” he murmured, though he shifted anyway, leaning slightly into my hand like he didn’t even realize he was doing it.That did something to me.The antihistamine had dulled his edges.I wiped along his jaw. “You didn’t have to do all this,” he said, eyes half-closed.I scoffed. “You nearly turned into a rash-covered liability on the floor. I was protecting myself.”A corner of his mouth lifted. “Liar.”I froze.I pulled the cloth away. “You’re drowsy. Don’t start talking nonsense.”He opened his eyes just enough to look at me.“I don’t,” he said quietly, “say thi