บททั้งหมดของ I MARRIED MY EX'S RIVAL : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

The next morning, the mansion was quiet.David sat in his study, papers and reports spread across the table. His mind was heavy. The investigation into the missing money was ongoing. His friend and former college mate, Deputy Cole, had been involved for two days now, digging into the accounts, checking every transaction.Despite the work, David’s thoughts kept returning to Judy. He could feel her absence in the house, even though she was just in the other room. The way she had been avoiding him these past days hurt more than he expected. She hadn’t said a word since the night he had lost thirty billion. And though he hadn’t pressed her, he could feel the distance growing.He ran a hand through his hair and sighed.Why is she avoiding me? he thought. I didn’t do anything to her… but maybe she thinks I’m angry. Maybe… maybe I don’t deserve her.He got up and walked toward the living room. Judy was sitting on the sofa, her hands wrapped around a cup of tea. Her hair was pulled back loose

The night had finally become quiet.The storm was gone.The rain had stopped.Only a soft wind moved outside the windows.Inside the room, everything was still.Judy opened her eyes slowly.For a moment, she didn’t remember where she was. Her head felt heavy, and her heart felt strange.Then the memories of the night returned.The storm.The argument.The kiss.And everything that followed.Her eyes widened.She sat up slowly on the bed, her heart pounding. The blanket slid down her shoulders.What have I done? she thought.Her eyes moved to the side.David was still sleeping beside her.His face looked calm. Peaceful. Like a man who had no worries at all.But Judy felt the opposite.Her chest felt tight.Her throat felt dry.Her heart felt like it was breaking into pieces.She pulled the blanket closer around her body and looked at him again.Last night, he had been gentle. Careful. Kind.But this morning, reality returned.It was just a moment, she told herself. Just emotions… just

David stood in front of the small apartment door.He knew she was inside.He could feel it in his heart.His hand slowly lifted, ready to knock.But it stopped in the air.He suddenly felt nervous.Very nervous.What if she doesn’t want to see me?What if she regrets everything that happened last night?What if she hates me now?His fingers trembled slightly.He remembered her tears.The way she cried quietly after everything.The way she looked so fragile in his arms.His chest tightened.“Maybe… I crossed the line,” he whispered to himself.He lowered his hand slowly.His heart felt heavy.“I should give her time,” he said softly. “She needs space.”He stood there for a few more seconds, staring at the door.Then he turned around and walked away.Each step felt heavy.Like he was leaving something important behind.---Inside the apartment, Judy was still lying on the bed.Her eyes were swollen from crying.Sophia sat beside her, looking worried.“You should eat something,” Sophia s

The police station was quiet that morning.David sat across from Deputy Cole in a small office.A file lay open on the table between them.Cole flipped through the papers slowly, his face serious.David watched him, his jaw tight.“Just tell me,” David said. “Did you find anything?”Cole sighed.“We found something,” he said. “But I need you to stay calm.”David leaned forward.“Calm?” he repeated. “Thirty billion is gone, Cole. I can’t stay calm.”Cole nodded.“I understand. But listen first.”He pushed one of the papers toward David.“It took time,” he said. “But we traced part of the missing money. It didn’t just disappear.”David’s eyes narrowed.“Where did it go?”Cole tapped the paper.“To a hidden account.”David froze.“A hidden account?” he repeated slowly.“Yes,” Cole said. “An account that was created under a false company name. But the trail is clear. The money passed through several channels, then ended up there.”David felt a strange chill run through his body.“So someo

The night was quiet.The city lights shone through the large glass windows of David’s private lounge. The room was calm, soft music playing in the background. The lights were dim, giving the place a warm, peaceful feeling.David sat alone at a corner table.In front of him was a glass of whiskey.He wasn’t drunk.But he had already taken a few slow sips.His eyes looked tired. His face looked heavy with thoughts.He stared at the glass as if it held answers.But it didn’t.Across the table sat a man in a dark coat. He was calm, sharp-eyed, and serious. His name was Deputy Cole—David’s old friend from college. The same man who was now helping him with the police investigation.Cole watched David quietly.“You called me out here,” Cole said. “But you’ve barely spoken since I arrived.”David let out a slow breath.“I just needed someone I trust,” he said.Cole nodded.“That bad?”David gave a faint, tired smile.“You have no idea.”Cole leaned back in his chair.“Is this about the missin