All Chapters of My Husband Brought Another Woman, I Chose His Best Friend : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“What I would give to know what they are talking about?” the thought slipped out before I could stop it, and I pressed my lips together as I watched Daniel run a hand through his hair, pacing like a man trying not to explode. Amy stepped closer, holding out the coffee I had asked for earlier, her brows drawn together. “You asked for this, boss. You look like you really need it.” I took it from her, the warmth seeping into my fingers fast. “Thanks. I really do,” I said, knowing the amount of banging that was happening in my head from the previous night. Ralph leaned slightly, trying to get a better look through the glass. “So what’s going on?” he asked curiously with a careful tone. I shook my head, my eyes still fixed on the two men. “I don’t know,” I replied, and that was the truth, but it didn’t make it any easier to stand there and watch. Daniel’s voice rose slightly, loud enough that I could almost make out the words, but not enough to understand them. His hands move

The headlights cut across the driveway as I pulled in, and for a second, I just sat there, my hands still holding on to the steering wheel like I had forgotten how to let go. Have you ever been so tired that it felt like your bones were carrying the weight of everything you refused to feel during the day? That was me, staring ahead, replaying conversations I didn’t want to remember. Then I saw a car parked just ahead of me.My eyes squinted slightly, my mind slow to catch up, and then recognition hit me all at once. “Amanda,” I whispered, as I let go and took a deep breath because I knew why she was there.I parked behind her, cut the engine, and stayed there for a second longer than necessary. You know that moment where you just know something is waiting for you, something you can’t dodge or postpone? Yeah. That.Before I could even gather myself, her car door swung open and Amanda stepped out like she had been waiting for this exact moment, already loaded and waiting to fire. I si

Deep down inside of me, I knew the quietness in this office wasn’t going to remain when Daniel arrived. I sat across from my lawyer, my hands resting on the arm of the chair like I needed something solid to keep me up. The clock on the wall ticked steadily, each second dragging, and I found myself staring at it, as if watching it would make time move faster.“How much longer do we give them?” I asked calmly knowing it wasn’t my lawyer's fault.My lawyer glanced at his watch, then back at me. “We give them a few more minutes. It’s not unusual for...”“For him to be late?” I cut in, letting out a sarcastic laugh. “No, that sounds exactly like him.”He didn’t respond to that, just adjusted the papers in front of him like it would keep things professional, like this was just another case and not my life being reduced to documents and signatures. I leaned back slightly, crossing my legs, my fingers tapping once against the chair before I forced them still.“Do you think he’s going to make

I knew the moment I walked into the office that nothing was normal anymore.Have you ever felt a room shift before anyone says anything? Like the air itself is watching you? That was what it felt like. Conversations dipped when I passed, then picked up again in hushed tones, like they thought I wouldn’t notice. I heard my name. I heard Daniel’s. I heard “video” more times than I could count.I stopped walking.Just stopped.Heads turned slowly, like they didn’t mean to but couldn’t help it.“Is there a problem?” I asked, my voice calm and steady, cutting cleanly through the noise.Nobody answered.I tilted my head slightly, letting my gaze sweep across them. “Because it sounds like there’s a lot of free time going around,” I continued, folding my arms loosely. “And if that’s the case, then maybe I need to start assigning more work.”A chair creaked somewhere. Someone coughed.“If you have time to gossip,” I said, my tone sharpening just a fraction, “then you clearly don’t hav

“I slept with Liam while I was still married.”The music in the background kept playing, soft and slow, but it felt wrong now, like it didn’t belong in the same room as that confession. I stayed leaning forward, elbows on my knees, glass loose in my hand, my eyes moving from Amy to Ralph, waiting.Amy didn’t speak.Her face changed slowly, like she was trying to catch up to what I had just said. Her brows pulled together, lips parting slightly, and there was something in her eyes that wasn’t judgment, not yet, but something heavier. Something emotional.Ralph, on the other hand, let out a quiet breath through his nose and leaned back in his chair.“Wow,” he muttered, shaking his head once.Amy finally found her voice. “Nina…” she said softly, like she wasn’t sure how to finish the sentence.I straightened a little, my grip tightening slightly around the glass. “What?” I asked, already feeling the need to defend myself creeping in.Ralph let out a short, humourless laugh. “Are