All Chapters of Falling for my Husband's Rival: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sarah’s POV I expected a note. Perhaps a formal apology for the way his guard had shoved me yesterday, or something about my suspension from work. I pulled the flap open. “Oh… my…” I muttered, my mouth falling open. It wasn't just a note. It was a stack of clean hundred-dollar bills. I stared at the money. I didn’t count it at first, I just stared at the bright blue strips and the face of Benjamin Franklin. They almost looked like play money because I hadn’t seen a hundred-dollar bill in more than three years. On top of the stack of money, there was a small folded note. I opened it carefully. ‘Sarah, I learned you were suspended for two days. Use this money to cover your expenses. Take care. — Adrian Vale’ I held the note in my hands and stared at the neat writing, my heart beating fast. I felt happy, confused, and shocked all at once. I almost laughed yet, I almost cried. Slowly, with trembling fingers, I pulled the money out and began to count… one, two, five, ten, twe

Sarah's POV Slowly, carefully, I blinked, pretending to wake. I let my gaze stay unfocused, as if the world were still soft and blurred around the edges. “What box?” I asked quietly, forcing a sleepy softness into my voice.He just stared, not answering. Instead, he squatted on the floor and began flipping through the files again. His fingers moved slowly, and deliberately. He was counting the papers without letting me see, checking to make sure everything was still there, maybe.I swallowed hard, my throat painfully dry.The photograph lay flat against my stomach beneath my nightclothes, hot and sharp against my skin. With every breath, fear flickered—terrified he’d notice the photograph shift.“Sarah,” he said quietly, without looking up from the box. “You were on the floor last night. Right here.”I nodded, careful to keep my expression neutral. “I told you, Sean. I couldn’t sleep. I felt dizzy from thinking a lot and needed to sit down.”He looked up then, his gaze settling on me

Sarah's POV Later that night, after a dinner that was barely enough for all of us, I sat on the edge of the bed in the kids’ room. The room was small, and the walls were old and peeling.Ethan and Lily crawled under their thin blankets, their bodies curling close to each other for warmth. I leaned back against the wall, and watched them settle in.Ethan didn’t pull his blanket all the way up. Instead, he turned and looked at me, his eyes too serious for a child his age. “Mom, you don’t look happy,” he said, reaching out a small hand. “Why?”The question hit me like a physical blow. I felt a lump of hot coal in my throat as I gripped the edge of the old mattress so hard my fingers hurt. “Why do you say so, Eth?” I asked, forcing a calm tone.Lily shifted closer to me, her small face tilted up as she studied me closely. “You couldn’t eat at the table, Mom,” she said in her tiny voice. “You just stared at your plate like you were scared of it.”I stayed silent, while Ethan nodded slowly

Sarah’s POVI rushed into the restroom, slammed the door shut, and barely made it to the sink before I threw up. My knuckles ached as I gripped the edge of the sink.Could I be dreaming? I thought. But I knew I wasn't. I had held it in my hand just a few minutes ago. A black credit card, cold, and heavy. The name written on it in gold letters was clear: SEAN MILLER.At that very moment, I heard a loud bang on the door as Ms. Harlow yelled. “What the hell are you doing in there?” She banged her fist against the restroom door again and again, the sound echoing inside the small space like a heartbeat.I looked at the door, sniffed my runny nose, and said softly, “Just a minute, please,” my voice cracking. I leaned over the sink, staring at the vomit inside it, my eyes brimming with tears. I squeezed them shut and forced myself to breathe through my nose.Just then, the voice of the stranger echoed carelessly in my head again; No, darling, i’m just living life… Sean's wife died years ago.