Lahat ng Kabanata ng After Divorce, My Boss Made Me His Obsession : Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 126

Aurelia’s POVI forced a trembling smile, my eyes already misty as I walked up to Grant. The moment he saw me, his expression softened, but only for a second before the usual smugness crept back in.“Hey,” he said casually, pulling me into a brief hug that felt more like a performance than comfort.“Thank you for agreeing to meet me,” I murmured, my voice low and tired as I sat down. I placed my phone on the table, screen unlocked, camera facing down, just enough for him to notice that I was recording. He looked at it, before sitting.“Of course,” he said, leaning back. “You want anything?”I shook my head and sniffled softly. “No, I’m fine.”“Poor thing,” he said with a mock pout, shaking his head. I hesitated, playing with the edge of my napkin. “Do you… do you still want us to work this out?”He clicked his tongue and leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. The shift in his tone was immediate, arrogant, entitled, familiar.“You’ll need to stop this whole power woman thin

Aurelia’s POVBetween the court preparations and Cassia’s wedding plans, life became a whirlwind of emotions, papers, fabrics, and flower samples all blending into one chaotic harmony.Meanwhile, Oliver had settled into a rhythm that amazed me.The chauffeur handled his drop-offs and pickups from school, but one day, I ran late. I came home, heart pounding with guilt, only to find the house faintly smelling of toast and soap.Oliver had taken the spare key from the flower vase, let himself in, showered, folded his clothes into the laundry basket, made toast, and was now sitting at the dining table, brow furrowed, tongue slightly out as he solved his math homework.I stood there for a long moment, just watching him. My little boy, the same one Grant had tried to twist into his reflection, was now humming softly to himself.“Mom?” he said, catching me staring.I blinked and smiled, “You’ve grown too fast.”He grinned.From that day, I made small changes around the house, things to make

Aurelia’s POVWith everything finally settled, it was time to shift my focus to something brighter, Cassia’s wedding.Preparations began in full swing, dresses and invitations flying through my inbox faster than I could keep up. But when I checked the company’s stock that week, it was finally up by 3%. After months of damage control, we were rising again. The relief hit deep. At least soon, Isolde’s shadow would fade completely soon.Between work, fittings, and endless vendor calls, I barely saw Julien. But missing him had its perks, I found myself sneaking into his office one afternoon, pretending to discuss a report. We ended up tangled against his desk, laughing between hurried kisses. We had quick sex that was needed.The wedding was set in Paris, romantic, of course. Cassia kept insisting she wanted something small, but I knew better. Cassia and “small” could never coexist. Even her version of “minimal” meant crystal chandeliers and imported flowers.When the day finally came,