All Chapters of My Husband Brought Another Woman, I Chose His Best Friend : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“What do you mean I’m fired?” Camilla shouted from Liam’s office.The entire department seemed to freeze around me as the words carried across the floor. Although keyboards continued clicking and computer screens remained open, nobody was actually working because half the staff were suddenly very interested in whatever was happening behind Liam’s door. I paused for only a second when I recognised her voice, then continued walking toward my office because I had survived enough drama recently to know that getting involved in someone else’s explosion was rarely a good idea.As I passed Liam’s office, I caught a glimpse through the partially open door, and Camilla was standing in front of his desk with her hands planted on her hips. At the same time, Liam sat calmly in his chair, looking completely unaffected by the hurricane happening in front of him. I couldn’t hear everything they were saying, but I heard enough to know that the confrontation was serious and very real.I stepped into m

“Home sweet home,” Nina said softly as she closed the door behind her and tried to convince herself that the familiar silence of her space was comforting rather than unsettling. Her phone rang before she could fully settle down for a while. She answered to hear Elena’s voice from her honeymoon, bright and relaxed, as she immediately filled the call with talk about Marco and the destination than asking about her big sister's well being. Nina leaned her back against the kitchen counter and let out a small breath she didn’t realise she had been holding. “You sound like you are enjoying married life more than you expected,” Nina said.“I am,” Elena replied quickly, her voice warm with amusement, “I thought I would be stressed about everything, but Marco is actually surprisingly tolerable outside of wedding planning chaos.”“That sounds like a very generous compliment,” Nina said with a faint smile.“It is,” Elena replied, “because he snored last night and I did not throw anything at him

"Welcome. Take a seat already,” Amanda said brightly as she leaned back in her chair like she owned the restaurant and possibly the building itself.I paused for half a second at the table, already aware that Nina looked like she wanted to disappear into the upholstery. Still, I lowered myself into the chair opposite them, trying to ignore the amused stares from nearby tables.“This is a bad idea,” Nina said quickly as she adjusted her napkin with unnecessary precision.“I second that,” I said as my hand accidentally brushed against hers under the table while sitting down.The contact was brief, but enough to make both of us freeze at the same time.Nina pulled her hand back immediately. “Sorry,” Nina said, her voice slightly too fast.“It’s fine,” I replied, though I was still aware of the awkward space between us that suddenly felt louder than Amanda’s enthusiasm.Amanda clapped her hands together. “Great. Now that we are all comfortable and emotionally stable, what are you eating?”

NINA'S POV: Two Months Later“The chicken is really delicious today,” Amy said thoughtfully.I laughed as I wiped my hands with a napkin and shook my head.“It’s probably the only thing in this building that isn’t stressed out right now,” I said with a grin.Amy groaned dramatically and pointed her fork at me.“That bush weekend was not relaxing at all,” Amy said dramatically.I took a sip of my drink and nodded.“You say that every time and somehow we still survive it,” I said, amused.Amy leaned forward slightly and lowered her voice.“Ralph is lucky he’s on vacation. We are literally doing his job and ours,” Amy said with frustration.I shook my head.“He picked the worst possible timing to disappear,” I said with a small laugh.For a few moments, we sat quietly, sharing the kind of silence that only came from mutual exhaustion and too much work, and Amy looked like she was about to launch into another complaint when my phone suddenly rang on the table between us.I glanced down an

“I did this to the company,” Liam admitted as he dragged a hand through his hair and stared at the space Camilla had just vacated.I immediately shook my head and crossed my arms before replying, “No, you didn’t. Camilla made her own choices.”Liam let out a humourless laugh as he walked back toward his desk and rested both hands against the polished surface before looking down. “She didn’t make those choices in a vacuum.”“She absolutely did,” I argued as I stepped closer. “Nobody forced her to sell information to a competitor.”Liam finally lifted his gaze to mine and replied, “If I had handled things differently, none of this would be happening.”I frowned and moved toward his desk before asking, “What exactly do you think you should have done differently?”“She was an employee, then she became personally involved with me, then she lost her job, and now she’s helping a rival company attack us, so from the outside, how do you think that looks?” Liam asked as he spread his hands.I o