All Chapters of Taming the Devil: After Divorce, Tangled Up in You: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Sebastian opened his mouth to argue, but the words died on his tongue.As much as he wanted to shoulder the blame for everything that had happened to Rosie, he had to admit she was right. Nobody could have predicted how far Charles would fall. It was only in recent years that his eldest brother had begun to resemble their father, Robert Sterling, in ways that Sebastian had once thought impossible.And now, Rosie was the one paying the price.“I know you’ve been working yourself to the bone lately,” Rosie continued, studying his face. “You must have spent countless sleepless nights trying to find the resources to fight him, haven’t you?”Sebastian nodded.He had been working tirelessly to dismantle his eldest brother's empire, chipping away at the foundations the Sterling family had spent decades building. Every decision had required careful consideration, every move calculated to weaken Charles without exposing his own vulnerabilities.It was exhausting, but he couldn’t afford to stop

Charles sat on his bed and let out a long breath after a day filled with unexpected surprises and more excitement than he had anticipated.He switched on the television and put on a random programme, though he paid little attention to what was happening on the screen. Instead, he reached up to touch the wound on his temple, which had been treated at the hospital before he returned home.A chuckle escaped him.The injury was nothing compared with the satisfaction he'd taken from the day's events."I've never seen her that furious before," Charles remarked to himself. "She was practically beside herself, doing everything she could to defend herself and the identity of her new man."His expression darkened momentarily."I'm still bloody furious about what she did, but at the same time..."He let the sentence trail off.His gaze dropped, and a slow, unsettling smile spread across his face."It was exciting," he murmured. "So much fun watching her stand her ground and refuse to back down."

Charles hurried into the bathroom and barely made it to the sink before vomiting.No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't suppress his disgust.He had always been a man who appreciated beauty. He adored the way Rosie could look beautiful whether she was plump or slender, even after enduring the beatings he inflicted upon her. There was something perversely satisfying to him about watching such a beautiful woman suffer.But Jessie was another matter entirely.Even in her prime, she had been no more than average-looking. Now, with that hideous scar marring her face, Charles could barely stand to look at her, let alone pretend everything was fine.He rinsed his mouth several times before rolling up his sleeve to wash the skin on his arm."Fuck! I should've worn a jacket or at least a suit. Feeling her scar rubbing against my skin was absolutely revolting!"Charles stared at his reflection, his expression twisted with revulsion.He was even considering giving Jessie money for plastic sur

Rosie followed Sebastian towards the restaurant, holding Izzie's hand as they crossed the car park.As Sebastian had promised, they were the only guests that evening. Most of the exterior lights had been switched off to preserve their privacy, and there wasn't a valet in sight.Not that Rosie minded. She was simply grateful that Sebastian had invited her and her daughter out for the evening.The restaurant was one she'd passed countless times on her way to the supermarket, its elegant façade and lavish interior always catching her eye. Unfortunately, it required a reservation, and even if she'd managed to secure one, she could never have afforded to dine there under Charles's watchful eye.Tonight, however, she didn't have to worry about any of that.Beside her, Izzie chattered away, happily recounting all sorts of stories about her school, her friends, her toys and the wonderfully peculiar things her seven-year-old imagination could conjure up.Charles had never been particularly int

It took them a while to finish all the courses. After lingering at the table for another half an hour, they finally got up to leave."Come on. We've still got somewhere else to visit," Sebastian announced."We do?" Izzie looked up at him, her eyes bright with curiosity. "Are we getting ice cream?""Izzie, you've already had cake and ice cream cake for dessert. You don't need any more ice cream," Rosie chided gently. "You'll make yourself ill if you eat too much."Izzie pouted, her little face falling with disappointment. Unfortunately, she knew her mummy was right.There had been plenty of occasions when she'd sneaked downstairs in the middle of the night to raid the fridge for biscuits and ice cream, only to wake up the following morning with a dreadful stomach ache.She couldn't exactly argue with that."Hahaha! No, we're not getting any more ice cream," Sebastian said, chuckling at his niece's crestfallen expression. "But I’ve got a present for you, Izzie.""A present?!"Izzie's ey