All Chapters of Bound By His Heir: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jane's POV.Work blazed through in a blur. I stood outside the court waiting for a taxi when I heard the rumors, low whispers and murmurs in the air. That's her.Can't believe she and her husband are actually divorced.Such a shame, she doesn't know what she's lost yet.Who the hell divorces someone like Adrian?Poor man, he fell for the wrong woman. What could be the reason behind their separation?Who asked for the divorce?I exhaled, shaking my head, a scoff almost escaping my lips. Soon my booked taxi arrived. Ignoring the gossips, I entered the taxi, and we were off. The city moved past me in a blur of motion and noise, but my mind stayed stuck on the whispers I had just left behind.Poor man…I let out a quiet scoff, resting my head lightly against the window."Poor man," I muttered under my breath. "How amusing."If only they knew. If only they had lived even a single day in my shoes.The taxi turned into a quieter street, lined with neat buildings and trimmed hedges. It wa

Jane's POV.Leaving the apartment, I took a taxi, but I wasn't going back to the court or to Ethan's home. The taxi pulled up at the familiar gates, and I stepped out. Sucking in a deep breath, I pressed on the bell. The gate opened and the security stepped out. Seeing me, he gave a slight bow, "ma'am."He stepped aside, giving me room to enter. Everything is just as it is, nothing has changed. Well it shouldn't. It's just last night I didn't spend here so it's still too quick for things to change.As I walked in, the staff gave their respect. "I'm going to need your help, please, come with me," I said to the staff in the living room.Without any words, they followed me upstairs to the bedroom. I opened the door to the bedroom, and I paused. My feet were hesitant to take any step further. Memories flooded into my head— lonely nights, a wife seeking her husband's attention, our chaotic last moments together. I brushed them all aside and walked in, the staff following closely beh

Jane's POV.I stepped backwards, making his hands fall off my arms."Jane—" I didn't let him finish speaking. I walked away. I didn't want to see him, neither did I want to talk to him nor did I want to hear what he had to say. Luckily he didn't chase after me. Good.But what was he doing here? How did he find me? Did he find out that I leave here now?No, he shouldn't.I retraced my steps, going back upstairs but I didn't find him on the stairs where I had met him earlier, nor did I find the man he was with. I proceeded upstairs to my apartment and I still didn't any of them at my door. It was almost like they had disappeared into thin air. How strange.I made my way back outside the building, waiting for a taxi when my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID, it was Ethan. Without thinking much, I answered, "hello.""Where are you, Jane?" His worried voice came through. "I searched for you everywhere. You're not in the courthouse, you're not in my house, where are you?" "Oh," I e

Jane's POV.I stepped out of my apartment, and just then someone also stepped into the apartment that was opposite mine. But it wasn't the stepping in or the apartment that was the issue, the issue was that this person has the back view of someone very familiar, someone I would never make a mistake about.No... it can't be. It can never be. He would never stay in a place like this.Locking my door, I walked downstairs. Reaching outside the building I froze, seeing Ethan leaning against his car. Why does he never give up? I don't want to hurt him.I walked over to him, and slapped his back lightly. "Ah, Jane," he feigned pain as he turned to face me."How did you know it was me?" I asked, surprised at how quickly he knew the fact."Because only you would have the audacity to hit a judge," he replied, and I laughed."Silly," I shook my head. He opened the car door, ushering me into the car. He climbed in too, and in a few minutes we were on the road."You didn't have to stress yourse

Jane's POV.I dashed out quickly before he would see my tears. I stayed behind the door, my tears falling freely now. I hated it. God, I hated everything. Especially the aching feeling in my chest that was making feel like my heart was about to explode in pieces. I sniffed in quickly, wiping my tears away with my hands. I had promised myself countless times that I wouldn't cry anymore. At least not because of him. But still I kept breaking my promise everytime I see him. Maybe I would have to leave the country eventually because only then would I not see him any longer. At least for a while until he finds me again... because I finally realize that Adrian is like a curse. A curse I cannot escape, neither can I break it.The door opened, and I quickly composed myself and walked away. Not bothering to find out who was coming out of the office.I heard footsteps behind me, and I hastened my steps forward. I don't want to see him or hear what he has to say. Finally out of the hospital