All Chapters of DEAR HUSBAND, I'M DONE: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

ADRIAN'S POVThe lingering scent of Danielle's suffocatingly sweet perfume made Adrian's stomach turn. Without a shred of gentleness, he shoved her away from him, breaking her desperate grip on his suit jacket.Danielle stumbled back a step on her high heels, her hands falling limply to her sides. The smug, untouchable expression she had walked into the lobby with was completely shattered, replaced by an ugly, wide-eyed look of utter humiliation."Are you out of your mind?" Adrian snapped, his voice dropping into a low, vicious register that didn't carry across the marble floor but hit her with the force of a physical blow. “What the hell is wrong with you? Showing up at my workplace, forcing your way past my security, acting like a pathetic, delusional stalker? I have told you repeatedly, in every way possible, that I want absolutely nothing to do with you.""A-Adrian..." Danielle stuttered, her lower lip trembling as she tried to patch her crumbling mask back together. She glanced

ADRIAN'S POVThe silence inside the executive office was heavy, almost suffocating. Adrian sat at his massive desk, his eyes fixed on the bright city lights outside the window, but his mind was spinning with a thousand different thoughts. Ever since the phone call with Detective Ryder, a tight knot of nerves had settled deep in his stomach. He kept checking the gold watch on his wrist, watching the seconds tick by painfully slow.It had already been over an hour since the detective called. What is taking him so long? Adrian wondered, his grip tightening on his pen until his knuckles turned white. The painful wait was driving him insane. Every minute felt like a whole day, and the lack of answers was eating him alive. He had only three weeks to solve this case, and the clock was ticking down fast.He finally reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, determined to call the precinct himself. But before his thumb could touch the screen, the heavy wood door opened. His secretary

ADRIAN'S POVThe name hit Adrian like a physical blow. Reid.He stood frozen in the middle of his office. His chest rose and fell as his brain tried to understand the news. A deep, burning confusion flared up inside him. Why would Reid do that? Why would a low-life criminal care enough to send a fake video to his personal phone just to ruin Elena’s reputation?But then, the confusion turned into cold, clear understanding. He shook his head, a dark look tightening his face. Of course it is Reid, he realized. He did not need a long, complicated explanation. Reid was a bad man who worked for money. He did not act on his own. He worked for whoever paid him the most. If Reed sent that video to destroy Adrian's trust in Elena, it meant someone with a lot of money and a mean plan was pulling his strings from the dark. And Adrian already had a very strong guess about who that person was. Adrian began to walk back and forth across the floor of his office again. His boots hit the hard wood i

ADRIAN'S POVHe was shocked when he saw Danielle instead of Elena inside the house. He had spent his entire evening planning the dinner to finally get Elena back. And now somehow, Danielle had found out about it and she had come there?The heavy front door clicked shut, leaving Adrian standing alone on the porch in the damp night air. He looked down at the dark glass screen of the phone Danielle had jammed into his hands, his mind spinning in complete confusion.How does Danielle have Elena's phone?And what video was she screaming about? A cold pit formed in his stomach. With trembling fingers, he unlocked the device. A single video file was saved to the home screen. Adrian hit play.The image flickered to life. Elena was sitting in a dimly lit room, staring directly into the lens. Her voice was flat, devoid of any emotion as she spoke, addressing the message to Grace and Mr. Hudson. She clearly stated that she was leaving for good, begging them not to search for her, and then... sh

ADRIAN'S POVSeveral Hours Ago…Marcus stared at Adrian, his brow furrowed in genuine disbelief. "Mr. Hudson, you're holding footage that literally shows Danielle carrying the weapon used to murder Daniel. We have enough hard evidence to lock her and Reid away for the rest of their miserable lives. Why wait?""Because if we hit Danielle right now, Reid cuts his losses and kills Elena," Adrian said, his voice terrifyingly steady. He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the quiet street below. "Think about it, Marcus. Why would Danielle show up at my gate holding Elena's phone? Why send that exact same video message to Grace and Mr. Hudson? She wants everyone to believe Elena ran away out of hatred so nobody bothers looking for her. It’s a cover-up. Danielle and Reid are holding her somewhere right now."Marcus fell silent for a moment, processing the logic before giving a slow, appreciative nod. "You're right. If they think the cover story is working, they'll ke