All Chapters of My "Amnesiac" Ex's Delightful Crash-Out: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The guilt in Ruth's shifty eyes was almost comical. To the housekeepers, it already seemed as though this "Miss Quinn" had assumed the role of mistress of the household.Ruth coughed. "Oh, I didn't know we were expecting you, Miss McGuire. What brings you here?"Iris pretended not to hear what Ruth had let slip. "I'm just here to collect my things."Ruth glanced behind her without stepping aside. "Mr. Sinclair isn't home."In other words, you are only Alfred's guest. You have no reason to be here when he is not.Well, well. The contrast with how she had greeted "Miss Quinn" was stark, and it revealed exactly how the maids and housekeepers assessed each woman's standing. They always chose to please the one they believed stood closest to becoming the true mistress of the house.Iris smirked. "Would you like Miss Quinn to see my belongings when she comes by later?"Ruth hesitated, then finally opened a path. She pointed toward the storeroom. "There's no need to go upstairs. All you

Iris did not have a moment to spare after returning to her apartment. She launched straight into a marathon of calls with clients across different countries, switching seamlessly between languages.By the time she finished, she collapsed onto the couch, drained.Iris worked as a sales executive at Avalon, a renowned luxury resort in the city of Calamberta. Between managing the needs of tourists and high-profile patrons and overseeing a steady stream of commercial events, her workload never seemed to end.She rubbed her temples and reached to set her phone aside when a new message appeared. It was from the sales director and her direct boss, Robin Redfield.Robin: [I can't believe you're giving up a promotion like this, kid. You're throwing it away to become a housewife for a man who would not even let you publicize your relationship. Are you out of your mind? Or have you forgotten why you chose to work with me? God. What a disappointment.]Robin was not only her boss but also her

Iris reeled. "Miss Quinn?""Oh yes, Miss Quinn! She sprained her ankle. Mr. Sinclair stayed by her side the whole time. He was so worried she might be in pain. I swear, fairy-tale romance still exists!" the nurse replied, beaming.Iris went pale. 'So that's why he abandoned me. His attention had been on Regina and her minor injury.'She reminded herself that she had tried to let go of that relationship many times. Still, she had devoted over four years of her life to Alfred. A bond that long could not vanish without leaving a mark.The ache hit her then, sharp and deep in her chest. Her breath turned shallow."Miss McGuire, are you all right?" the nurse asked at once.Iris steadied her breathing and pulled herself together. "I'm fine. Thank you.""All right. I'll check on the other patients. Use the bell if you need anything," the nurse said, heading for the door.Left alone, Iris' thoughts spiraled back to the incident that had landed her here. The memories churned until they

It was only the female officer. Iris was nowhere in sight."Where is she? Where's Iris?" Alfred demanded.The female officer gestured toward the door. "She left after signing her statement."Fury flared inside him. Iris' disobedience and defiance had begun to grate on his nerves. He ignored Regina completely and stormed out of the station.…The sky outside hung heavy with clouds. Before long, rain began to fall.Iris drew the collar of her shirt closer to her neck for warmth as she waited for her ride beneath an umbrella.She had not expected Alfred to rush out of the station and come straight for her. His assistant followed a step behind, holding an umbrella over him.Alfred's expression gave nothing away. "Iris!"She turned to face the man striding toward her. "Can I help you with something?"Alfred lifted a brow. Iris looked a little pale and sallow, but her eyes held no sadness or regret over the end of their relationship. His presence did not even seem to unsettle her.

Iris learned what Alfred had done almost immediately. The call from the police station came before Regina had finished typing her gloating message."Miss McGuire? Good afternoon. According to our investigation, the three suspects in your case have criminal records in other states with trials still pending. Under protocol, we must transfer them out of the city so those cases can proceed. I'm afraid this means your case will need a bit more time."How much time? The police did not say. Iris could guess. They would likely never return to the city. Even if they did, no one would care about her case by then.Only one person could pull strings like that: Alfred Sinclair.Iris was not surprised by the reach of powerful people. That understanding was why she had stopped pushing at the station once she realized this was the fullest measure of justice she would ever receive.Still, one line in Regina's message struck her like a sudden ache.[Freddy didn't even think this was a big deal at