SWEET REVENGE (He Betrayed Me, Now He Must Pay)의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

CHAPTER 91Esteban's POVAfter I touched his hand, nothing was normal anymore.The problem was… nothing had actually happened.We didn’t talk about it.He didn’t mention it.I didn’t mention it.But something had changed, and we both knew it.Lin Woo still came to the hospital almost every day. Sometimes with Clara. Sometimes with Spencer. Sometimes alone. I learned the sound of his footsteps before I even realized I was listening for them. I could tell when it was him in the hallway just from the rhythm, lighter, faster, slightly uneven, like he was always in a hurry but didn’t want to look like he was running.When he came into the room, he always acted normal. Too normal. He would talk about random things, Clara, something he saw outside, something Spencer said, something on his phone, but when we were alone, he talked less than before.Not because he was uncomfortable.Because the silence between us had changed.It wasn’t empty anymore. It wasn’t awkward either. It felt… heavy li

CHAPTER 93Spencer’s POVWhile Esteban was in the hospital and Lin Woo was dealing with whatever emotional confusion he had going on, I was handling things that didn’t pause for anyone.Because in this world, nothing waits.Not injuries.Not emotions.Not loyalty.Especially not enemies.The problems didn’t come loudly.They never did.They came quietly. Annoyingly. Constantly.A shipment that was supposed to arrive three days ago was suddenly “delayed” with no clear reason. Another one was stuck at the port because of paperwork that had never been an issue before. One of my men called to say a route we’d been using for months was suddenly blocked by some new group claiming ownership.Not a takeover.Not a war.Just… interference.Small things.But small things add up.And when they pile up like that, it’s never random.It means someone is testing you.Pushing.Waiting to see how you respond.I sat in my office, going through reports that kept getting worse the longer I read them. My

CHAPTER 95Lin Woo’s POVSomething changed after Esteban came back from the hospital.At first, I thought I was imagining it.Because Esteban doesn’t change.Esteban doesn’t suddenly act differently.Esteban doesn’t suddenly become… anything.He just exists the same way all the time. Calm. Quiet. Dangerous. Unreadable.But something was different.He stood closer to me now.Not obviously.Not enough for other people to notice.But I noticed.Like when we were in the living room, and Spencer was talking about some shipment problem, Esteban was standing next to the couch. There was plenty of space in the room, plenty of places he could stand, but he stood next to me. Not touching. Not even looking at me.Just… there.Close enough that if I moved my arm slightly, I would touch him.And the weird thing was, he stayed there.For a long time.Another time, we were all at the table eating, and when I got up to get water, he moved his chair slightly so there was space when I came back, as he

CHAPTER 97Clara’s POVSpencer and I sat across from each other in his office, the space quiet except for the faint ticking of the clock on the wall and the occasional sound of papers shifting beneath his hands. The room always felt controlled, calculated, just like him. Nothing in here ever seemed out of place, and right now, neither did the cold focus in his eyes as he looked down at the photographs spread across his desk.I already knew what they were. I had seen them before. Still, my gaze lingered on them for a moment before I finally spoke.“So… you’re sending it to Florida today?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.Spencer didn’t look up immediately. His fingers tapped lightly against the edge of one of the photos, his expression unreadable in that way he had mastered over the years.“Yes,” he said calmly. “With the way Florida is… she will most definitely crash out because of this.”I nodded slowly. That part wasn’t even a question. Florida wasn’t the type to si

CHAPTER 99Spencer’s POVClara and I sat across from the lawyer in his office, the air thick with quiet tension and strategy. The room smelled faintly of polished wood and paperwork, the kind of place where decisions were made that could either ruin lives or save them.He adjusted his glasses slightly as he looked down at the documents in front of him, then back up at us with a measured expression.“Well,” he began carefully, “the plan you’ve proposed isn’t exactly foolproof. There’s a possibility she might choose not to react the way you’re expecting. If she keeps her composure, this could fall apart.”I leaned back in my chair, one arm resting lazily on the armrest, completely unfazed.“Oh, she’ll react,” I said calmly. “Trust me.”The lawyer raised a brow slightly, waiting for me to elaborate.“I haven’t known Florida for that long,” I continued, my tone steady, confident, “but I know enough. When she goes, she goes all out. She doesn’t do things halfway. If we push the right butto