All Chapters of Falling For My Ex-Husband's Best Friend: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Sky sat curled up on the midnight-blue leather sofa in the living room, her body still trembling from the slap Jace had given her earlier. A thin sheen of tears shimmered in her eyes as she pulled her knees closer to her chest.Where could Eden be? she wondered. The thought left a bitter taste in her mouth. That woman had always been a thorn in her side.“Time for her to pay for everything she’s done,” she whispered through clenched teeth, her voice cracking between sobs.The room was cold; the heating system had long gone off. She didn’t have a blanket, not even a shawl, to shield herself from the night air drifting in through the slightly open window. The irony burned deep. The daughter of a billionaire, sleeping like an unwanted guest in her own home. All because Jace had chosen to defend Eden.She pressed her palm against her stinging cheek. The weight of his hand had knocked the strength out of her earlier. She’d walked

The fourth call was what finally did it.“Hey, Stephan,” Sky muttered into the phone, her voice deliberately sharp, the kind she used when she didn’t want anyone to hear how unsettled she actually felt.“Sky, where are you?” came Stephan’s reply. No greeting. No warmth“I was driving,” she lied easily, eyes fixed on the quiet parking lot around her. It wasn’t entirely untrue; she had been sitting in her car for the past ten minutes, deciding whether to go inside the studio or just head home.“Your dad&rs

“My goodness, Tessa!” Haley exhaled shakily, clutching the handle of the knife still in her hand. “You nearly scared the life out of me.”“Why on earth were you panicking like that?” Tessa laughed, her voice a musical contrast to Haley’s pounding heart.“Nothing really, just being careful,” Haley muttered, pressing the knife flat on the dining table. Her nerves were still out of sorts from the adrenaline rush.Oh, right. Kyrell. Her baby was still in the nursery. She hurried back, scooping him up from the crawler where she had placed him moments before.Tessa stood in the doorway, shaking her head dramatically.“You were holding a knife. Girl, you were literally peeking through that peephole like a teenager who just heard her mom’s car in the driveway after sneaking her boyfriend in.”Haley burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the open hallway, warm and genuine

Eden stared at Kyrell, utterly stunned by everything he had just revealed. The entire time he’d been gone, she had thought he’d disappeared forever, but now, standing right here in front of her, he was telling her everything that had happened after he left San Francisco.He had come to Chicago with nothing but the clothes on his back, trying to start over. He had been lucky, no, blessed, to get word from the very men Jace had hired to have him eliminated. It would’ve been the end of him if fate hadn’t intervened.Because the assassin who was sent was Jon Meyers. An old friend.Her breath caught. Eighteen months of hell. That was what he’d endured while she’d been falling apart in silence.Her hands curled into tight fists on her lap as she listened. She hated Jace. Hated him with every part of her. The cruelty in his actions, the deliberate destruction of everything Kyrell once had, made her want to scream. Her chest ro

Kyrell kissed Eden the moment her lashes fluttered open. The morning sun drifted softly through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, tracing golden lines across her skin. She was wearing his oversized white shirt, her hair tousled from sleep, her face radiant and warm against his chest.They’d spent the night tangled together, their breathing synchronized, their bodies finding that old familiar rhythm that once defined them. Her head still rested against him, and his fingers were lazily threading through her hair.“Good morning, baby,” Kyrell whispered, pressing another kiss against her forehead.A slow, dreamy smile curved at her mouth. There was a lightness in her chest that she hadn’t felt in months, like sunlight after a long winter storm.He had missed this. Waking up to her, not to silence or ghosts.“Hey,” she murmured sleepily.Kyrell studied her as if memorizing the moment. For months, h