All Chapters of Racing Hearts: Reborn for Revenge: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Caden“She had the nerve to divorce me.” The words came out angry and broken, and I almost made promise with the image of me strangling Nora in my mind.I’d been so occupied with the fun I was having with Rory that I didn't see that Nora was slipping from my hands or even planning anything. How could I have signed the divorce papers without realising it?I flipped through my memory, but all I got were images of Rory and me messing around. Fuck!My hands grabbed the neck of the whiskey bottle, coordinating to drown my thoughts as I downed its contents halfway, then stopping to give myself a moment to breathe.Everything was a mess now. I worked tirelessly, planned and schemed through the years and married that deadbeat to ensure I came on top, and now she was undoing me.The moon was bright and glowing with an ethereal beauty, but all I felt was its mockery. I was outside my house on the steps, drinking my failures away alone in the same place I watched Nora take my child away from me.

NoraDuring my childhood, Cora Bennett was like the sister I never had. The Benetts were family friends; however, my relationship with them faded when I married Caden.Seeing her standing here in front of me, all smiles and mischief, makes me realise how much of my life Caden stole from me. I reduced myself to ashes while he took me for granted and used me to climb to the top.I was stunned. Her brother, Jake, was getting engaged, and I only came to know on the day of the engagement. A small, guilty type of sadness filled my chest. Would I have been invited if I was still married to Caden?The answer came flooding my mind, and I honestly couldn’t blame them. Caden had been so against me going out through the first two years of our marriage. His reasons were either due to jealousy or Zara’s health and well-being.To satisfy him, I cancelled one too many invitations to hangouts and important events to the point where they stopped inviting me altogether. And when my father died, I couldn

DorianThe same hand she slapped me with then, I put forth the idea of us fake dating is the same one she’s currently dabbing my suit pants with. When she realised and looked up at me, her lips parted and her eyes wide with shock; I was almost undone by it alone.Choosing to fake date her was going to be a mistake—if she agreed. I don’t know how I’m going to act like she’s mine and keep myself in check.Nora Holt had me wrapped around her finger, and it killed me that she had no idea. It killed me that she only saw me as an irresponsible playboy. It killed me that she chose Caden, and even more, that I could’ve stopped them from getting married.But I chose to lie to her that morning so she wouldn’t eat herself up out of guilt and shame.My eyes searched hers as she tried to mouth an apology. The engagement party happening is lost on me, and all I can wonder is if somehow in the past five years, she remembered that night.“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to.” She closed her eyes, cursing

Nora“I’m her ex-husband, sir. The talented racer you were about to sponsor.” He walked closer, feeling confident. “I know she has told you a lot of lies. She had been bitter about our divorce, and she simply wouldn’t let things be. She is hellbent on destroying me.”Jason Tumbledore glanced at me, then Cora, then back to Caden. A smile graced his lips. “I see.”Caden beamed, feeling triumphant. Then Rory butted in, wanting to take some credit for speaking up for her lover.“Mr. Tumbledore. I know how much you value talent. I mean… your whole family is a good representation of the word. Deciding to cancel Caden’s sponsorship might be a mistake, especially based on a nobody housewife’s words.”“Oh, really?”“Of course! I’m his racing partner, and I can vouch for his conduct.” She said, adjusting her bob before brightening her smile. “Besides, won’t it be amazing to sponsor a racer who is about to win the Hatridge Awards?”Everyone was silent, and from the corner of my eye, I could see

DorianI left the engagement party feeling used, and what made it worse was that she didn't even try to stop me from leaving. I guess I'm just a tool to her. Something convenient to grab when she needs protection from Caden, then set aside once the danger passes.But I didn't mind being a tool, not really. Not if it meant I got to kiss her like that again.I drove home with the taste of her still on my lips, replaying the way she'd grabbed my collar and pulled me in like she needed me to breathe.I knew it was only to spite Caden. I knew that. But my chest didn't seem to care what my head understood, because it kept pounding as if I'd just won a race.The house was dark and quiet when I got in. Michelle had already gone to bed. I walked past her room and cracked the door open just enough to check on her, the way I always did when she stayed over.She was curled on her side, one hand tucked under her cheek, looking so much like she did when she was a kid and used to crawl into my room