Todos los capítulos de My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Amelia slung Damian a cold look. "I don’t turn people against each other but you can believe whatever you want, I don’t care." Then, with a sudden shove, she pushed him aside. "You're in my way."Damian stumbled back, caught off guard by her strength. His foot slipped, and he nearly fell.“Brother!" Eve rushed to his side, grabbing his arm to steady him.By the time he regained his balance, Amelia was already walking away, her head held high, her steps light and sure, like she hadn't a care in the world.“Amelia! Stop right there!" Damian shouted, frustration crackling in his voice.But Amelia didn't stop. She didn't even glance back. Divorce hadn't dimmed her. If anything, it had unleashed something stronger, something untouchable.Damian’s heart ached with something he couldn't name. A hollow feeling gnawed at him as he watched her disappear into the distance. His chest tightened, and without thinking, he took a step forward, wanting to run after her.“Damian!" Eve seized his arm, he

Shawn knew better than to agree to the idea that Lucas came to him for therapy sessions.With Lucas’ obvious budding feelings toward her, he knew if he slipped his work address, he'd probably pay dearly for it.Amelia offered a faint smile. "Alright then, I'll leave it to you. Sorry for putting you out."Since Shawn had put it that way, she figured arguing further was pointless.“No trouble at all," Lucas stated curtly.Shawn’s gaze bounced between Lucas and Amelia, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips.“So, what's the plan? Miss Brown, do you need a ride home to get some rest, or..."Amelia shifted awkwardly, a faint flush rising to her cheeks. "I'll just grab a cab. I can't keep imposing on you."“It's really no trouble. I was leaving anyway, it's right on my way," Lucas said, his face expressionless, though the words were a blatant lie.She hesitated, clearly unconvinced, but after a moment, she relented with a soft nod.Just as the three turned to go, an embarrassingly loud rumble e

Meanwhile, Sophia grew tired of accompanying Damian’s family in the hospital. She hated this. Why did Damian have to fall sick?She hated having to stay here and act all worried about him.He was the one who should be worried about her and always take care of her. She didn’t want to be put in a spot where she had to reciprocate.It was too much work for her.She was mad at Damian for passing out but she couldn’t show it. After all, she had to prove to his family that she was the perfect woman for him.Eventually, she decided to go home. She lied to Eve that she wasn’t feeling too well and then she headed home.But halfway through, she changed her mind and decided to go have fun tonight.It was quite funny that Damian saw Sophia as a pure-hearted soul and also someone who could never betray him.But a part of her life that no one knew about was that Sophia patronizes the services of male prostitution. Her sexual life was something someone wouldn’t imagine her doing because of the facade

"Can you really heal Julius? And make him fit as a fiddle?" Eve folded her arms, practically salivating at the chance to spring her trap.“Absolutely," Amelia replied, her voice cool and unwavering, laced with an infuriating calm that only made Eve itch to humiliate her.“Good!" Eve leaned forward, eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Let's make it interesting. If you pull it off, I'll give you ten million. If not, you owe me ten million."Eve couldn't believe how easily Amelia had walked into her trap. What an idiot.“Deal." Amelia’s answer came without hesitation, her confidence unwavering.Anna, who had remained quiet until now, chimed in with a smile that didn't reach her eyes, "Why don't we all get in on this? We'll each put up two million. If you fail, you owe each of us two million."Eve hesitated, lips pursed, but with everyone watching, backing down wasn't an option.Julius lay perfectly still, struggling to suppress a grin. With his feigning to be seriously wounded on the floor,

With a dismissive wave, he went straight for the door and stated firmly, "I'm stepping out. You stay here and be good."“Lucas!" she called, picking up her pace to keep up with him. "Come on, what kind of deal?"She eyed him skeptically. No ordinary business win could have sparked that ridiculous smile, she was sure of it. Even the biggest contracts never made him beam like a fool. Clearly, he was hiding something. But no matter how she probed, the answer eluded her.“Quit stressing about my business.” Lucas remarked, slipping into his usual big-brother mode. "Just worry about getting better, I'll handle everything else."Viola could see he wasn't going to budge. Once he clammed up, not even wild horses could drag the truth out of him. She watched him retreat down the hall, letting out a soft, frustrated sigh. "If only Amelia were around," she grumbled to herself. "She'd have the secret out of him in no time."Viola hadn't known Amelia for long, but something told her that woman could