The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me의 모든 챕터: 챕터 21 - 챕터 30

Zane was finally catching up.The anonymous emails had stopped after the third one—just enough information to point him in the right direction, then silence. He didn't know who had sent them, but he had his suspicions.Nerissa.It had to be. Jovi didn't know the first thing about Norwegian building codes. Vance would never help him. Liam was too young and too focused on impressing his grandfather.Only Nerissa knew the contract inside out. Only Nerissa had access to the original documents. Only Nerissa would care enough to help him secretly, without wanting credit, without even wanting him to know.He star

Breakfast was quiet. Not the comfortable silence of people who know each other well, but the heavy quiet of people who have run out of things to say.Vance sat at the far end of the table, coffee in hand, reviewing something on his phone. He didn't look up when Nerissa entered. Didn't acknowledge her.Nerissa saw Zane across from her, somehow lighter than he'd been all week.The deadlines were still brutal. The work wasn't done. But something had shifted in him. He moved differently. Spoke differently. Like a man who'd stopped drowning and started swimming.He caught her looking and smiled—small, genuine, not asking for anything. "Morning.""Morning."That was all. But Jovi noticed.----------------Zane found her by the frozen lake."I'm not bothering you," he said. It wasn't a question.She didn't send him away.He stood beside her, a careful distance. Not close enough to touch."I know I don't deserve you," he said. "I'm not here to ask for anything. I just... I'm glad you're here.

Nerissa woke before dawn.She'd been lying awake for hours, staring at the ceiling, listening to the unfamiliar quiet of her own room. The guest room. Her room now.She got up. Went to the kitchen.Zane was already there.He stood at the counter, two mugs beside the coffee maker. He'd made a pot. The old way, the way he always used to make it when they were still... whatever they used to be.He looked up when she entered. Smile and nodded.She stood in the doorway for a moment, then walked to the counter and took one of the mugs."I didn't know if you still drank it," he sai

The house felt smaller than she remembered.Nerissa stood in the living room, her bag still in her hand. Everything was the same. The couch they'd picked together. The photos on the walls. The kitchen where they'd shared a thousand meals.It all looked like someone else's life.Zane had gone straight to the bedroom. Their bedroom. She heard the door close. Then silence.She walked to her room. The guest room. Her room now.The orchid was still on her nightstand. Still alive.She sat on the bed and stared at it.--------------

The penthouse was quiet.Vance stood by the window in his study, looking out at the city. Lights flickered across the skyline. The hum of traffic rose from below, muffled by glass and distance.Behind him, the door opened.Jovi.She stood in the doorway, arms wrapped around herself. She'd been crying again. She was always crying now."We need to talk," she said.He didn't turn. "I'm working.""This is more important than work."He turned then. Looked at her. Face unreadable.