Todos los capítulos de Amazing Ex Wife: Come Back Please: Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

Katelyn’s POVWhen I arrived at work the next morning, I could feel the tension in the air before I even reached my desk. People avoided meeting my gaze, and the girl who usually sat beside me suddenly gathered her things and moved to another seat as soon as I sat down. The message was clear: I was being shunned.At first, I tried to ignore it, focusing on my computer screen and pretending not to notice the whispers behind me. But it was impossible to tune out completely. I heard snickers and the sound of someone giggling, and then, when I stood up to get a file, I noticed a piece of paper had been stuck to the back of my jacket.People in the nearby cubicles were trying not to laugh. My heart raced as I turned to see what it was.Before I could reach it, Fallon appeared by my side. Without a word, she reached out, peeled the paper off my back, and handed it to me.I read the words and felt sick: “Cheap slut! $5 blowjob.”The handwriting was messy but large enough that anyone who s

Katelyn’s POVDinner with Matthew felt like stepping into a gentler world for a moment. The restaurant was small and softly lit, tucked away on a quiet street. Our table was by the window, city lights blurring in the rainy glass. Matthew was easy to talk to, he made me laugh with old stories.He often asked about my family, and for the first time in a long while, I felt like someone was really listening.He set down his glass, looking at me curiously. “So, are you still running the magazine? Or did you finally take over the whole publishing house?”I shook my head, smiling. “No, actually, I switched careers some time ago. I’m not in print anymore.” I paused for a beat, then confessed, “I’m a field reporter for NY Metro News now. You know, the TV station with the neon logo on 10th Avenue.”Matthew’s eyebrows shot up. “Katelyn, you’re on television? That’s incredible!” He grinned, leaning in. “I can totally see it. You always had that voice that made people listen. Are you live, or is

Katelyn’s POVI barely had time to breathe before the next wave of chaos began. I was still by the barricade, heart pounding, when a familiar, unwelcome voice called my name over the noise. It was Logan Pierce, a well-known male host from another station, my most shameless competitor.Logan was tall, always perfectly dressed, with a sly grin that rarely reached his eyes. He was famous for getting close to the action and stealing credit for other people’s scoops. He’d been circling the scene for half an hour, but now he strode over, brandishing his microphone like a weapon.I felt my jaw clench as he headed right for me. He looked almost eager, as if the smoke and chaos were nothing more than a stage for him to shine. I barely had time to steady my tripod before he stepped into my space.“Hey, Katelyn, you might want to step closer for the real story,” he sneered, nodding at the still-burning building. “It’s getting good in there. If you want to keep your ratings, maybe try not to

Katelyn’s POVAs soon as I got home after Ethan dropped me off and left, I saw Gray in the living room, sitting comfortably on our old couch and chatting with my dad over mugs of coffee. For a moment, I just stood in the doorway, surprised to see how well the two of them were getting along. My dad was laughing at something Gray said, and Gray looked completely at ease, as if he’d been part of the family for years.I set my bag down and tried to brush the worst of the smoke out of my hair. Gray and Dad glanced over as I walked in. My dad said, “Katelyn, Gray was just telling me about his days as a high school football player. He’s got some good stories.”Gray gave me a grin. “Your dad is a tough audience, but I think I finally impressed him.” I managed a small smile. “I’m going to take a quick shower,” I told them, “I smell like I’ve been living in a chimney.” Gray laughed and said, “Don’t worry, I’m in no rush.”I headed upstairs, the water washing away the grime and the stress from

Katelyn’s POVThe next morning, the newsroom was packed and buzzing with excitement. I could hear the rapid tap of keyboards and the lively hum of voices, everyone discussing the aftermath of my headline about Xavier, the richest man. People kept congratulating me as I walked past, some clapping me on the shoulder, others just grinning with relief. No one else knew anything about the Smith case. That was a problem I’d have to handle quietly, on my own. For the rest of the team, it was just another day in the middle of a breaking news storm.After a while, things finally quieted down. Most of the editors were in meetings, the energy in the office shifting from excitement to the tired relief that always follows a big story. By lunchtime, people were almost relaxed again.It wasn’t until later that afternoon that Jamie showed up at my desk. She looked pale, her eyes red and tired. In her hands was a neatly folded letter. “I’m sorry, Katelyn. I can’t do this anymore. I have to quit.”Fo