All Chapters of I Divorced My Husband, I Married His Rival : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

33 Chapters

Chapter Twenty-One: Lots Of Apology

Eva’s POVHe lifts my chin. “I couldn’t even be mad at you. How about you? Do you forgive me?”“Yes.” My head bobs. “I’m happy you came back. For a minute, I thought you wouldn’t.”“I don’t know what Sefan has done to you, but I will always come home to you. Do you understand me?”“Okay.”He stares at my lips for a long minute, and when my tongue swipes against it, he stiffens.Eyes pinched shut, he clears his throat. “Let’s eat. I’m starving.”Unfortunately, we break away from the hug and take our seats.When he takes a bite, he groans low and long. A sound I feel in the depths of my belly.“Is it…is it good?”His brows lift. “Are you kidding me? This is an explosion of flavors on my tastebuds. Where did you learn to cook like this?”“I was a housewife,” I reply with a half shrug. “So I picked up a few skills.”Cooking was fun until Sefan stopped eating at home. After I’d slave away in the kitchen, breaking my back to make sure he has food to eat…he wouldn’t eat.It’s either he alrea

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Chapter Twenty-Two: Another Rehab Excuse

Micah’s POVAvoiding Eva’s eyes, I dry the remaining dishes and place them in the rack.“Is…is everything okay, Micah?” Her low mumble sounds behind me, and the heat of her palm seeps through my shirt.I offer a tight smile. “I’m fine.”My phone rings again, and I don’t have to look to know she’s still calling. My jaw tightens.“Hey, let me take it from here.” Eva gently takes the glass wares from my hands. “You can head up.”“It’s fine. It’s not an important call,” I say, and reach for the glasses.She moves out of my way, and hands me my phone that rings out again. “Go speak to Cara. Looks like an emergency.”Like hell it’s an emergency. It’s more of a nuisance than an emergency.But I take my phone regardless. I can’t ignore her, she’ll keep calling. Because she doesn’t know how to take a fucking hint.“Thank you,” I tell Eva. “Goodnight okay? And thank you for the awesome food.”“You’re welcome. Goodnight, Micah.”Pressing a kiss to her cheek, I head to my room just as my phone r

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Chapter Twenty-three: Hot Shot, Corporate Lawyer, Billionaire Son

Micah’s POV“Park a few blocks down,” I instruct Owen the moment we reach my mom’s street.From this distance, I can see car parked out front, the windows closed up. Deep down, I have a feeling of what I’m about to walk into.But I hope. God, I hold out a shit ton of hope that maybe, just maybe, this time I’ll be wrong.After what happened the last time I came here, I had vowed not to ever come back. But here I am.Before I step out though, my phone rings. My lips twitch slightly when I see it’s Eva.“Hey, sweetheart.” I answer.“Micah? Hi, you’re not at the office,” she says.I clear my throat. “Yes. I dropped you a note.”“I didn’t see—oh, here it is. But,” her voice goes quiet, “why didn’t you tell me though? Are you okay? You’ve been out of it today.”“I’m okay. Promise.”“I got your lunch too, you know. If you weren’t gonna be around for lunch, why let me bother?”“I’m sorry,” I sigh. “It was a last minute decision. That’s why I couldn’t particularly call to let you know.”What a

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Chapter Twenty-Four: Don’t Lie To Yourself

“Oh my god!” She screams, tugging me from my stampede but I don’t budge. “Why would you do that?”Ignoring her, I stamp on all these drugs. I expel all my anger by stomping on all the drugs, crushing them beneath the soles of my shoes.This time, tears fall freely from her eyes as she stares in horror. “You’re a fucking psycho!”Jon barrels toward me, but I throw a punch before he can reach me. He falls immediately, too high to keep himself up.She clutches my arm, still trying to drag me off. But it’s all in vain, I stomp until my legs get tired.I stomp until the sound of her cries and screams are drowned out. And when I finally stop, she glares so hard at me it hits me in my stomach.“Get. Out. Of. My. House!” She puntuates, a hand jerking toward the door:My lips curve into a sneer. “Thought you were sober, mom. Looks like you aren’t.”“With an attitude like yours, it’s no wonder you took someone else’s wife. We all have our vices, you hypocrite!” She shouts. “Lusting after anoth

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Chapter Twenty-Five: Crawl Into A Hole And Die

Eva’s POVParis grins at me when I step into her cubicle. “Hi, welcome to my little corner,” she says, pointing to a seat. “Unfortunately I’m just an intern, no office yet.”I snort. “That’s fine. This is big enough, almost like an office.”She looks around, lips tucked between her teeth as she contemplates.“Meh. I guess you could say that.”“Do you…” I lean forward, voice low. “Do you know where Micah went? He’s not in the office.”She frowns. “Your husband didn’t tell you where he was going?”Now that I think about it, asking Paris about Micah’s whereabouts is a silly move. One that is too late to take back.“W-well, he dropped a note—”Her eyes narrow, brows drawn together.I sigh. “Nevermind. I’m sure he’ll tell me all about it when he gets back.”Paris stares at me for a long second before her head slowly bobs, a frown on her face. “Yea,” she says, “he’ll tell you when he gets back.”Over the weeks of spending time with Paris, and getting to know her, I’ve felt really comfortab

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Chapter Twenty-Six: I Dare You

Eva’s POV“What happened here?” His voice is loud enough in the chilling silence. Then he turns to the crowd. “The rest of you get back to your office, this isn’t a circus.”Everyone scurries away, not waiting to be told twice. Only Paris, Dylan, Jessica’s minions and me are left in the lobby.Micah steps closer, scanning my face. “What happened, sweetheart?” He murmurs.I can’t imagine how I must look. Barefoot, with a throbbing ankle, face probably flushed from the adrenaline.“It’s..nothing,” I reply.His jaw ticks, unimpressed, and he pins all of us with a hard glare. “I got the information that there was a fight happening in the office. A fucking law firm, so someone better start talking.”“It’s Lori and Melody,” Paris blurts. “They started it.”“Go on.” He raises a brow.“They made a comment, and when we confronted them, they attacked us.”“I’m going to need details, Paris.”And she spills. Every single thing. No filters, no holding back. Paris lays it all out for Micah.“But Pa

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: I’ll Mess You Up Good

Eva’s POVHis glare is intense, not harsh but heated. Warmth floods my whole body, and it hums.What surprises me is my reaction to that threat. The tightening of my nipples, the shiver that works its way through my body, and the way my core pulses.I look away from his gaze, finding Paris’ instead. And no, it doesn’t help. She gives me a crooked smile and I huff, arms crossed. “As I was saying, Paris,” Micah continues. “I understand that you were sticking up for my wife, but there’s a ‘no violence’ policy in this firm.”My heart sinks. Will he suspend her too, or dismiss her?Paris nods, though I see the subtle fear in her eyes. “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”“I know.”What does that mean? I want to speak, but I don’t. I can’t just barge into his office as an assistant and begin laying claims, deciding who stays and who goes.But god, I hope he doesn’t let her go. I’d blame myself.“I’ll pack…pack up my desk,” Paris mutters, avoiding our eyes.No, please. No.Tears spring to m

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Chapter Twenty-Eight: I Will Take Care Of You

Eva’s POVHe doesn’t respond to that, and somehow that hurts even more. I scoff, shaking my head when I meet Owen’s gaze through the rear mirror.A notification dings from my phone, and without looking, I know who it is. Stefan.Since the photos of Micah and I came out, alongside the little interview we did, he’s been bombarding my phone with calls, texts.For once in my life, I made a decision for myself. I muted his sorry ass. I know I should block him, to hell with him and all that, but…I’m not ready to entirely shut that chapter.Deep down, I’m hoping for a change of heart. I’m hoping that Stefan isn’t all bad. I mean, if he’s calling and texting—no matter how rude and insensitive he’s being—it should mean something, right?Even I know the answer to that... It doesn’t mean anything good. It doesn’t mean he’s changed, he’s only become more obsessive because I’m with Micah—his rival and the man he hates so much.Another ding.“Aren’t you going to look at that?” Micah asks.I scof

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: I’d Die If He Did

Eva’s POVOwen pulls out of the parking lot.“Have you been living under a rock?” Micah frowns. “It’s been all over the internet.”“Forgive me for not spending my whole time doomscrolling, man. I’ve got a wedding to plan, and a perfectionist wife.”Darryl glances at me again, his brows furrowed. Like he’s trying to process what exactly is happening. I don’t blame him, but I feel self-conscious about it.I twiddle my fingers. “It’s...uh…lovely to meet you, Darryl.”“Likewise.” He nods. “I’m sorry if I’m being weird, I’m just trying to process all of this.”“What’s there to process?” Micah asks.“Bro, why the fuck are you married to Stefan’s wife? How did that even happen? Why didn’t you tell me? Does Kill know?”“Kill?”“Killian,” Micah informs. “One of our other friends.”“Oh.”“By the way, I don’t know if Killian knows. I haven’t specifically told him,” Micah replies.Darryl stares at me again then Micah. Heat creeps up my cheeks and I wish the group could somehow open up and swallow

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Chapter Thirty: Thought I Had Nine Lives

Micah’s POV“You’re not gonna tell me this one thing?” Eva asks. “Is it that personal?”Yes. Quite.But I don’t tell her that. How am I supposed to tell her that I learned every medical hack because of my mom?All the injuries my mom got when she was high, I was the one left to clean them up. The first months were bad, god, I thought she’d die.So many times I had to force my fingers down her throat when she overdosed….“Not really,” I lie. “Used to be a little clumsy back then so I injured myself a lot.”Her eyes narrow. “Oh…I can’t picture you clumsy.”“Because I’m not anymore. I was young, and thought I had nine lives.”A smile stretches across her lips, eyes lighting up.It’s laughable really. I’ve never been clumsy. I’ve always been composed, organized, and never out of place.She’s right. Even I, can’t picture myself being clumsy. I guess that’s what happens when you grow up too fast.It takes a moment to realise I’m not icing her ankle again. “Still hurting?” I ask, skimming t

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