All Chapters of Divorced At Dawn: The CEO Who Begged Too Late: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

One would have thought Adrian’s remark would make her stop eating to save herself some dignity. Wrong! Still nothing.Miranda kept eating, her movements steady.If anything, she took another bite.Adrian’s smirk faded slightly.Because the reaction he expected… wasn’t coming.If this continued, he might go crazy. One moment she is cold like she can’t feel a thing. The next moment she is protesting. He once again looked at how she was putting almost everything on the table in her mouth. “Glutton.” Adrian murmured. Miranda heard but acted unconcerned. Her appetite, however, wasn’t entirely about defiance.Her body demanded it.Her hand moved unconsciously toward her abdomen for a brief second before she continued eating.Adrian noticed.But dismissed it.He walked over and pulled out a chair.He started eating before he realized something was missing. It took him a few seconds before he placed it. “Aren’t you going to read me the latest news?” Adrian asked. Without looking up,

Miranda didn’t look back when she stepped out of Vivian’s house.The gates closed behind her with a quiet finality, sealing off the chaos she had just walked out of.For a moment, she stood still.Without her phone. Without her wallet. Without anything.Stripped.Exactly how Adrian wanted her.Miranda exhaled slowly.Then she started walking.If she knew Adrian could resort to something like this, she would have made preparations for herself. Or better still, keep her eyes on the road when they were coming. Now she doesn’t even know where she is exactly or which road leads to the house. She continued walking anyway. Her mind raced beneath the calm surface she wore so effortlessly. Every step echoed one question… what now?She couldn’t go back.Wouldn’t.And she refused to stand on the roadside like a helpless victim waiting for pity.If she manages to return home with Adrian taking everything from her, she’ll most likely be confined like a prisoner and might never be able to reach

The air shifted.Noah’s eyes didn’t leave her face.“Wait…” he said again, slower this time, as if confirming something only he could see. “You’re really… Miranda?”Miranda froze.That name… her name… coming from a stranger should have sounded wrong.But somehow… it didn’t.Her brows furrowed slightly. “Yes… I am.”That was all Noah needed.His entire expression changed.The curiosity…Gone.Replaced by something else entirely.Recognition.Relief.And something dangerously close to excitement.“Then what are you doing out here?” he asked quickly, already stepping aside and gesturing toward the building. “Come with me. Colin will be thrilled to see you.”Miranda blinked.Still trying to catch up.But she didn’t argue.Because right now… this was the only door that had opened.And she wasn’t about to let it close.Clara frowned deeply, her gaze snapping between them.“Noah, what are you doing?” she demanded, her voice rising. “You’re just going to believe her like that?”Noah didn’t ev

The voice didn’t just interrupt.It cut.Aunt Felicia froze instantly.Miranda didn’t need to look to know who it was.But she did anyway.Adrian stood a few steps behind Aunt Felicia, his expression unreadable but his eyes…His eyes were dark.Aunt Felicia swallowed hard. “Sir, I was just…”“Just what?” Adrian cut in coldly. “Advising her? Taking sides again?”His tone dropped.More threatening.“I’ve warned you before, Aunt Felicia,” he continued. “Stop meddling in my business. If not for old time's sake, you know what I’d have done to you by now.”A beat.“This is the last time I’ll say it… if you keep interfering, I won’t forgive you again.”Aunt Felicia lowered her gaze immediately.“Yes, sir.”The fear in her voice was real.Palpable.Miranda’s fingers curled slightly at her sides.But she said nothing.Adrian’s gaze shifted to her.Locked in.Unblinking.“Since you’re already here,” he said flatly, “come to the door.”A pause.His lips curled slightly.“Unless you plan on sneak

The rain didn’t slow.If anything, it came harder… like the sky itself had decided to bear witness to the atrocities committed against Miranda.“Didn’t I tell you not to leave?” Adrian barked again. Noah turned fully this time.And the moment his eyes landed on Adrian, something shifted.Recognition.Adrian saw it too.His gaze narrowed slightly, scanning Noah from head to toe, irritation flickering into something more calculated.“This is your husband?” Noah muttered in disbelief. “This is the idiot that did this to you?” He wasn’t even asking to get a response from Miranda. Just words of confirmation. “Well,” Adrian muttered, stepping forward under the shelter of the doorway. “This is interesting.”His lips curved faintly.“I didn’t expect you to be one of her bedwarmers."Noah didn’t answer immediately.His grip on Miranda tightened slightly, steadying her as her weight leaned into him.“You know him?” Nate asked under his breath.Noah didn’t look away from Adrian.“Oh, I do,”