The Worthless Ex-Wife's Revenge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Ethan Ashford I woke up with a headache.It was sharp and heavy, and it stayed even after I sat up.I didn’t sleep well. I rarely did, but this time it was worse.I rubbed my temples. My phone buzzed on the nightstand. Messages. Calls. Updates.I ignored them.I got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. A cold shower helped a little. I dressed in a dark suit, simple and clean. I did not waste time choosing. My mind was already on the meeting.Downstairs, the house was quiet.“Good morning, sir,” my maid, Clara, greeted me as I entered the dining room.“Morning,” I replied.Breakfast was already laid out. Toast, Eggs, Juice, and Coffee.I sat down and took a sip of the coffee. I frowned.“This is cold,” I said.Clara stepped forward, shaking. “I… I’m sorry, sir. I’ll change it immediately.”I stared at her.“How many times have I said my coffee should be served hot?”“I’m sorry, sir. Please forgive... me”She reached for the cup, but another maid bumped into her. The coffee sp

Ethan AshfordI left Serena's office with a smile I could not hide. No matter how hard I tried, it stayed on my face, wide and real. I hadn’t smiled like this in years. Not since life taught me how easily things could be taken away.For the first time in many years, my steps felt light. My chest felt warm. My heart was racing, and it annoyed me because I did not understand how it happened so fast.Serena Lawrence.God, I still couldn't believe that Serena, the woman I have been dreaming about. The woman I couldn't get off my head no matter how hard I tried, was the fearless new president everyone had been talking about.The woman who looked me in the eyes and asked me to marry her, even when her voice shook.I shook my head slowly as I walked towards my car at the parking lots.The cold air brushed my face, but it did nothing to cool the heat in my chest.Her voice still echoed in my head. That nervous but determined tone when she asked me to marry her. The slight fear in her eyes th

Ethan Ashford "Here," I said, reaching into my jacket. I pulled out the contract my lawyer had prepared. "The marriage contract."She took it from me and started reading.I watched her carefully. Her eyes scanned the first page. Then the second. Then she flipped to the third page… and stopped.She skimmed through it quickly, then smiled and closed the document."It's fine," she said. "Where do I sign?"I blinked. "You're not going to read the rest?"She shook her head. "I trust you."She trusts me.Those three words made my chest tighten.A mischievous smile tugged at my lips.God, If only she knew what she just agreed to."Because buried in that contract, on the pages she didn't read, was a clause. A very specific clause."In the event that either party develops romantic feelings during the term of this contract, the marriage will automatically convert to a permanent union, and divorce will no longer be an option without mutual consent."I knew exactly what I was doing when I added

Marcus I grabbed my briefcase and stormed out of the building.My driver opened the car door, and I got in, slamming it shut behind me."Home, sir?" he asked."Just drive," I snapped.He nodded quickly and started the car.I leaned back in my seat, my hands clenched into fists.Twenty percent.How dare they?I only own sixty percent of Wellington Holdings as it is. The shareholders owns the other forty percent.If I give them twenty percent, I would be left with only forty percent. The same as the share holders.I would lose my majority control. I would lose my power.No. I would do no such thing.My phone rang, and I pulled it out angrily.Father.I sighed and answered. "Hello?""Marcus!" My father's voice was excited. "How did it go? Did you get the deal?"I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache building. "No."Silence."What do you mean, no?" he asked, his tone sharp now."They rejected my proposal," I said through gritted teeth."What? Why?""Because they want twenty percent of t

Ethan AshfordI woke up before my alarm even went off.My eyes opened, and immediately, excitement rushed through me.Today is the day Serena would be moving into my house."Our house," I corrected myself with a smile.I sat up quickly, running my hand through my hair. I couldn't remember the last time I felt this way. This… alive.The interior decorators had finished yesterday. Everything was perfect. At least, I hoped it was perfect.I got out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom.The hot shower helped calm my nerves a little, but not much. My mind kept racing.What if she doesn't like it?What if I picked the wrong colors?What if...I shook my head. "Stop overthinking, Ethan."After my shower, I stood in front of my closet for way too long, trying to decide what to wear.Finally, I chose a simple white shirt and black pants. Clean. Classic. Not too formal, not too casual.I buttoned the shirt carefully, making sure every detail was perfect.Then I went to the mirror and star