All Chapters of The Unloved Wife Of Damien Whitmore: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 32 — DamienI got to the office very early today. I needed to take distract myself after the chaos of yesterday with the boring complexity of office work. I stared at the laptop as if it could give me answers to questions I needed. I glanced at my phone, no message from Marcus.I set it face-down. Less than a minute later, I turned it over again and checked nothing.“Traffic’s a mess around the building,” Marcus said from the doorway. “Media vans. Security doubled the lobby check.”I nodded. “Fine.”He added, as if reading off a weather report. “The footage.”My mouth went dry. “Mm.”“Headlines are about the attack. Social media is well… something else.” Marcus hesitated. “Do you want me to route PR briefings to your inbox or hold for later?”“Hold.”“Understood.”Marcus left. I stared through the glass wall at a slick strip of sky between towers that was far and irrelevant.I tried to work. The cursor blinked on an empty draft. I saw Selina’s hands shaking, her fingers scrabb

Chapter 34.Selina POV.I was on the bed staring out the window at nothing in particular when the a knock sounded on the door. Damien walked in and just stood at the entrance. I mentally prepared myself for whatever outcome his visit would bring, but my shoulders became less stiff as I saw his eyes. He didn’t want a fight, there was something in his eyes that I couldn’t quite place. I groaned inwardly. Why couldn’t he go back to the old Damien? The one who was cold and insensitive who neither showed care or experienced fear? At least, I knew what to expect and I could always predict what he was up to.He looked around the room and his gaze fell on a blanket draped over the wardrobe. I saw his brows knit together slightly before they relaxed. I held my breath as I waited for the questions that would come. He just strode forward to the foot of the bed and stared at me. I shifted under his scrutiny as his gaze fell on my bruises before it shifted to the untouched food that laid on the n

Chapter 36Selina POV I was on the bed having a nap when a flurry of activities woke me up. Sitting up and rubbing my eyes to clear my fuzzy vision, I listened intently to ascertain what was going on downstairs. My forehead wrinkled as I concentrated harder, I couldn’t make sense of anything yet, then I heard footsteps on the stairs. Hmmm. That didn’t sound like Damien at all. The steps were heavy, slow and almost labored. Who could that be? My eyes shone with realization just as the door opened and Rosalie stepped in. Of course, who else would come to the house uninvited and walked around like she owned the place. She walked into the room and sat down besides me. The air became slightly charged almost immediately as she looked me over. Most of the times, I couldn’t tell what she was thinking, I tried guessing a few times before I completely gave up.Her eyes were kind as she stared at me, she reached for my hand and covered it with hers, tapping my hand assuredly. “My! My! My! S

CHAPTER 38Damien POV. I was seated in the office poring over some documents that needed handling days ago. The office was quiet and for the time in days I wasn’t distracted. The door open and Marcus came in with a tablet in his hand. I had come to loathe that tablet on his person anytime he walked into my office. What was it this time? He walked over to my desk and placed the tablet on the table. “ You might want to see this. There are reporters outside so I didn’t want you walking in blindly.”Staring at the screen, I frowned as I checked the content. There was a picture of Amora and I underneath a headline that said “Love Rekindled”. I read the column and it said, basically, my supposedly relationship with Amora had hit the rocks but was back stronger and better. And us being a couple again was an open-secret. The column stated it source had chosen to remain anonymous but hinted the source was well respected and highly placed in society to know about it. I glanced at Marcus a

Chapter 40Caleb POVI was in my office poring over documents scattered across my table. There was a slight frown on my face. How did that damned bugger do it? I hardly made it through a day but Damien sat through these things like it was nothing. I’d would hire him and make it worth his while if he wasn’t a Whitmore. What was the going rate for a Whitmore in today’s market by the way? I chuckled, more than you can afford mate.My alarm buzzed and I checked the notification. Email Nadia. I almost forgot about that. I opened my mail and typed: The dividend was supposed to come in yesterday but it was a no show. Call me.I leaned back in my seat and stared into the blank space as my mind traveled back to that evening.Months ago.I was at the bar celebrating a major deal alone when Nadia walked up to me. She was elegantly dressed, make up was light and she radiated a subtle vixen energy as she approached me. I initially thought she was an “A” class escort