He Left Her Broken, She Returned a Weapon のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Chapter 2 "You've finally gone insane!" Mallory spat out loud, her well manicured fingers in the air as she yelled into the tensioned filled air. The news she was hearing straight from her daughter felt like a death sentence. In fact, she thought she already died. Across her in the living room was Suzanne, standing with her head bowed. She'd just broken the news of the delayed divorce to her. And her reaction was cringing. "Please, mother. Hear me out. I didn't make this happen, Davey doesn't want me anymore. What was I supposed to do?" Suzanne's voice quivered as she asked. "You're a brilliant girl, Suzanne! You're a genius. How could you not know what to do when your husband proposes a divorce? You should have dropped on your knees and begged! Rather you asked him to keep you around for two months!" Mallory thundered loudly, and paced desperately. The thought of going back to cleaning the glass doors, the hallways and the rest of the company's spaces at Hawthorne ente

Chapter 4 The next morning came bright and clear with Suzanne getting up from bed in high spirit. She moved around the guestroom, getting ready for the day, and her appointment with Michael. It still felt like a dream...how she was easily able to get him to agree with her proposal. Lying slanted on the bed was a nude coloured above the knee dress Suzanne had picked up the night before. It was a new dress she was hoping to wear during a night out with her husband, but since it never happened, she had kept it in her closet. Suzanne hummed softly to the chirping of the morning birds perching over the green trees in the garden outside the windows. She focused her energy on making herself beautiful rather than feeling sorry for waking up for the first time in the guestroom instead of the master's bedroom. She stood before her full-length mirror few minutes later, the nude-colored dress a whisper of silk in her hands. The fabric felt cool against her skin, gracing her curves and s

Chapter 6The exclusive hospital room smelt of strong disinfectant that stuck the air in the room heavily. Beeping sounds from the monitor and the oxygen machine circulated the room as well, breaking the silence that stepped in every now and then. On the bed was Arlan Hawthorne, soft gray hair splattered over the pillow behind his head. His eyes which were tightly closed quickly shot open as soon as the door creaked open. He could barely move his paralysed neck, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Leah, Davey's mother walking in, holding a basket of fresh fruits. "You're awake, grandpa." She smiled brilliantly, making a stop by the bedside. She dropped the basket on the drawer, turned to inspect the connecting wires from the oxygen machine. "You seem to be doing well." "What...are you doing here?" Arlan struggled the get the words out from one corner of his mouth. Half of his face was paralysed, but it didn't stop him from talking. "Oh, wow. I can see you can talk now." Lea

Chapter 8 "Are you okay?" Clarissa asked, suddenly interrupting Davey's thoughts. He was standing at the veranda, a deep scowl on his face. After receiving the call from Nathan, his mood has worsened. He turned to look at Clarissa, managing a smile. "I'm perfectly fine, babe. Just some work related stuff. I might have to go very early to the office tomorrow." He replied calmly. He knew b hadn't been handing the affairs of the company for months now, he'd left his manager in charge. But now that he feels threatened by Suzanne's sudden involvement with S&C, he would go over to his office and check the progress of the strategy team. He must have the Hong Chan contract. "And why? Did something happen?" Clarissa asked with an obvious concern in her eyes. "Huh..." Davey paused, wondering if it was okay to let her know about Suzanne. "It has something to do with Suzanne, right? When will that slut finally get out of our lives?" Clarissa exploded like a ticking time bomb. "I

Chapter 10 "You have a really nice place here, Michael." Suzanne complimented as she raised the drink to her lips. A slight smile touched Michael's lips. "Thank you." "It must have cost a fortune though," Suzanne continued. Michael stared at her, slightly swaying in his chair. He outlined the colours of her eyes and lips with his eyes, the pink flush of her cheeks, her thick dark brows. "It must have cost God a fortune as well," he mumbled almost silently as he took in every perfect details of her face. "What?" Suzanne didn't quite catch his words. "Nothing important," Michael replied, a soft smile on his face. "Can...I use the restroom?" Suzanne asked after a few seconds silence. "Of course. It's by your right down the first hallway." Michael replied, gesturing at the direction. "Thank you," She replied, and walked away. She walked down a long hallway with bright chandelier hanging from the ceiling, illuminating the place clearly. Suzanne was heading towards