《Taming the Devil: After Divorce, Tangled Up in You》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

Her fingers trembled as she dialled his number.He picked up almost immediately.“Yes?”“Where is my daughter?” Rosie demanded.A soft chuckle. “You mean our daughter?”Her jaw tightened. “Don’t play games with me, Charles.”“She’s fine,” he said casually. “We’re at the toy store. She’s picking whatever she wants.”“Put her on the phone.”A brief shuffle.Then—“Mommy!” Isabella’s voice burst through, bright and happy. “Daddy brought me to the mall! I’m getting a toy!”Rosie closed her eyes, relief hitting her so hard it almost made her dizzy.“Are you having fun, sweetheart?”“Yes! But I want you here too! Can you come?”Rosie swallowed. “Soon, baby. Stay with Daddy for now, okay?”“Okay! I love you!”“I love you too. Give the phone back.”A pause.Then Charles again.“What now?”Rosie’s grip tightened around her phone, her jaw aching from how hard she clenched it.“Just tell me which mall you’re at,” she said, her voice strained but steady. “I’m coming to get Isabella.”Charles let

The journey back was a quiet one.Rosie sat by the window, her arm wrapped protectively around Isabella as the city lights blurred past in streaks of gold and white. Beside her, her daughter hummed softly, swinging her legs in idle contentment, blissfully unaware of the storm gathering within her mother’s chest.When the car came to a stop before the motel, Rosie paid the driver and stepped out, lifting the small suitcase Charles had packed. The building loomed ahead—its flickering neon sign casting an unsteady glow, the air tinged faintly with dust and damp.Isabella looked up at it, her small hand tightening around Rosie’s sleeve. “Mommy… why does this hotel look so scary?”Rosie managed a smile, though it felt fragile. “It isn’t scary, darling,” she said gently. “We’re simply not staying somewhere fancy this time. Think of it as… something different.”She unlocked the door and led her inside.The room was small—smaller than anything Isabella had known. A single bed, an ageing telev

Rosie stormed out of the Sterling Enterprises building, her heels striking sharply against the pavement, each step fuelled by humiliation and rage.“I may be desperate,” she snapped aloud, heedless of the curious glances cast her way, “but I did not come here to be treated like a common prostitute.”Her voice trembled, though she refused to let it break.She turned, glaring up at the gleaming glass tower, and lifted her hand in a distinctly unladylike gesture.“You bastard,” she muttered bitterly. “Just like your brother.”Her phone buzzed.The interruption was abrupt enough to pull her from her fury. She glanced down—and froze.Two emails.Job offers.For a fleeting moment, something close to relief flickered across her face.“Well,” she murmured, a brittle smile forming, “there you are. I shall manage perfectly well without you, Mr Sebastian Edward Sterling.”The first office was modest but respectable, its atmosphere filled with the quiet hum of work and polite conversation.Rosie

Rosie remained in the CEO’s office for some time, unable to leave just yet.She sat where she had been left, her gaze fixed upon the grand executive chair as though it might somehow explain what had just transpired. Her thoughts refused to settle, circling endlessly, until the sharp knock at the door startled her from them.She turned.Desiree entered quietly, a cup of tea balanced neatly in her hand.Without a word, she approached and placed it gently before Rosie.“You should drink this, Mrs Sterling,” she said, her tone softer than before. “Mr Edward Sterling can be… rather overwhelming.”Rosie looked up at her, still unsettled.“You knew,” she said slowly. “About that room.”“Yes.”The answer came without hesitation.“So he’s used it… with many women?”“Not many,” Desiree replied evenly. “Only those he finds… suitable.”Rosie frowned faintly. “Suitable?”“I’m afraid I cannot elaborate on that, Mrs Sterling.”Rosie lowered her gaze, her mind conjuring images she would rather not en

Rosie and her daughter arrived at their new apartment just as the evening settled in, and Isabella’s reaction was immediate and unrestrained.A delighted “Wah!” escaped her first, followed swiftly by an awestruck “Wow!” as she took in the sheer size of the space.Her earlier distress seemed to vanish entirely.She darted from room to room, her small footsteps echoing through the apartment as she laughed and spun, utterly enchanted by her surroundings. Rosie found herself chasing after her more than once, gently reminding her to be careful—particularly given the scratches still visible on her arms, which had yet to be properly treated.Eventually, exhaustion claimed her.By the time the clock approached nine, Isabella had fallen asleep, curled comfortably beneath the covers in her new room, her earlier excitement lingering faintly in her peaceful expression.Rosie lingered beside her for a moment, brushing a stray lock of hair from her daughter’s face before quietly leaving the room.U