Chasing his billionaire ex wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

The aroma of burnt garlic and cheap wine hung in the air like a funeral shroud. Elara stood at the kitchen sink, her hands submerged in lukewarm, greasy water. She stared at her reflection in the darkened window. For eight years, she had played the part of the invisible woman. She had scrubbed these floors until her knees bruised and folded laundry until her fingers cracked. She had buried a goddess to feed a peasant’s ego."Is it done yet, or are we waiting for the meat to grow legs and walk to the table?" Ryan’s voice sliced through the quiet from the dining room.Elara did not flinch. She simply picked up a plate of overcooked steak and walked into the dining room. Ryan sat at the head of the table, his silk tie loosened. He looked every bit the successful businessman. Beside him sat Chloe, their sixteen year old daughter. Chloe was busy recording a video on her phone, pouting at the camera with a designer headband holding back her hair."Here is your dinner, Ryan," Elara said. She

"Elara!" Ryan roared again, his voice cracking against the scream of the turbines. He looked disheveled. The expensive blazer he had worn so proudly at dinner was rumpled, and his face was a mask of panicked fury. Behind him, Chloe stood by the car, her eyes wide, clutching her designer purse as if it were a life raft.Elara did not stop walking. She didn't even break her stride. Her heels clicked rhythmically against the asphalt, a steady, lethal beat. Silas shifted Mia to his other arm and stepped into Ryan’s path. He was a wall of solid muscle and expensive wool."Step back, Mr. Voss," Silas said. The calm in his voice was more terrifying than Ryan’s shouting."Get out of my way! That is my wife! Elara, tell this gorilla to move!" Ryan tried to shove past Silas, but it was like trying to move a mountain. Silas didn't even stagger. He simply placed a hand on Ryan’s chest and applied enough pressure to force the air out of his lungs.Elara reached the bottom of the air stairs. She tu

The air in the office suddenly felt thin. Elara gripped the edge of her mahogany desk, her knuckles turning white. The name on the security tablet felt like a ghost reaching out from a grave she had visited every year for a decade."That is impossible," Elara whispered. Her voice was a ghost of its former strength. "Seraphina is gone. I saw the wreckage. I saw the reports.""The biometric override was a ninety-nine percent match, Ma’am," the guard stammered. He didn't know the history. He didn't know that the death of Elara’s younger sister was the very event that had driven Elara to hide her identity in the first place.The elevator at the end of the hall chimed. The sound was bright and clinical, a sharp contrast to the thunder pounding in Elara’s ears. Silas moved instinctively, stepping between Elara and the door, his hand reaching for the holster hidden beneath his jacket.The doors slid open.A woman stepped out. She was draped in a trench coat that looked like it had seen the d