Semua Bab Wrecking My Ex-husband : Bab 1 - Bab 5

"Where's my husband?" I screamed."Excuse me?" The woman scoffed as she looked at me with wide, irritated eyes, clutching the collar of Jeremiah’s shirt like she wasn’t standing in my husband’s hotel room.“Can I help you?” she asked coldly.I blinked, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. Maybe I had the wrong room. Maybe this was some kind of mistake..Only it wasn't. I was certain this was Jeremiah's hotel room.“Where’s Jeremiah?” I demanded, my voice tight.Her lips parted slightly, as if she wasn’t sure whether to answer or slam the door in my face.I shoved the door open wider, stepping inside before she could stop me. The room smelled like cologne and faint traces of perfume that wasn’t mine. The bed was messy, the sheets tangled, and that was all the proof I needed.It hit me all at once.Jeremiah hadn’t just left me.He had replaced me.“How long?” I asked, my voice deadly calm staring at the messy bed.The woman—no, Kimberly, as I later learned—wrapped her arms around h

Jeremiah leaned against the glass railing of his penthouse balcony, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He took a slow sip, savoring the burn as it slid down his throat. He felt free, like he had just cut the last chain tying him to his past. Nora was finally gone. His phone vibrated on the table behind him. He ignored it at first, letting the moment settle in. He wasn’t in a rush—he knew exactly what the message was. After a minute, he turned and picked up the phone. Mr. Flint: Nora signed the papers. She says she doesn’t want anything from you.Jeremiah let out a low chuckle. "Classic Nora. So Fucking stubborn."He knew Nora better than anyone. She never let things go. Never walked away from a fight. She’d rather die clawing for a win than accept a loss. For a second, he imagined her reaction. The way her face would twist in rage, the way her hands probably shook as she signed the papers. He could see it perfectly—her eyes dark, her lips pressed together, barely holding herse