All Chapters of MARRIED TO MY EX-BOYFRIEND'S DAD: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I didn't cry. Not even a single tear dropped. Because crying means I lost, and I'm done losing.My gaze slowly dropped to my finger. The ring. A symbol of my eight-year relationship with Francis. Eight years of promises and lies.For a moment, I couldn’t move. Then I laughed—soft, empty.“Eight years…” I whispered.Without another thought, I pulled it off.My fingers trembled, but I paid it no mind. Not this time. Without a second thought, I threw it away.“Let's see where the both of you end up after I'm done,” I said as I stared at the shattered ring promise from Francis.The next morning, I acted like nothing had happened. Like I hadn't watched my world shatter just hours ago.I stepped into a boutique and bought new clothes. I stared at the mirror and saw myself. Clean, sharp, confident. A version of me they wouldn't recognize.By the time I arrived at the bank, I was already composed. Blazer fixed. Hair tied into a perfect bun. Makeup flawless."Good morning, Ma'am Lilary!""Good

The silence after his last words didn't fade quickly. It stayed in the room like a weight. It's suffocating but also... thrilling."You notice more than you should."That was what he said.We kept staring at each other's eyes. He didn't move away and neither did I.The distance between us felt wrong—too small, too dangerous. It's suffocating.Then suddenly, he turned away."Leave us," he said calmly.My eyebrows furrowed. Who is he talking to?Before I could say something, the door behind me opened.I hadn't even noticed someone was guarding the door.There were two of his.Silent. Controlled. Waiting. They stepped away from the door and closed it without a word.And just like that, it was only us again. But this time, something had shifted.He walked back towards my desk and stopped, giving me his full attention."Your proposal... is not impossible," he said calmly.My eyes widened a little. My chest tightened slightly. He actually considered it. I succeeded.But then his gaze sharpe

The mansion felt different in the morning. A good difference.I stared at the beautiful scenery through the window.After feeling a slight satisfaction, I started getting ready for the day. I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing out the fabric of my dress.Clean lines and soft color that perfectly matches me.A knock came from the door, startling me slightly."Ma'am, breakfast is ready," a maid said softly from the other side.Ma'am.Not miss or Lilary.I stared at my reflection for a second longer before a triumphant smile appeared on my face."Of course it is."The dining hall was already occupied when I walked in.Francis was there and beside him was Sarah.So that's how we're going to play this game.Good.Sarah looked up first and her eyes widened.I glanced at Francis. The nerve of this traitor brought Sarah after desperately begging to explain to me yesterday.I looked at Sarah again and saw confusion flash across her face, then hesitation, before something closer to fear.I

I sat by the window in the small office adjacent to Dominic's study. I've been studying the same set of numbers for what felt like a hundred times. My pen tapped slightly against the documents spread in front of me. I studied what was written. Transaction summaries, account movements and cross-referenced logs. I've been noticing patterns. It was not obvious, not careless, but it is consistent enough to exist. And that was the problem because whoever was behind this wasn't reckless. It's like they've been trained well and were disciplined. I kept flipping the pages, my brows furrowed slightly as I noticed the pattern again. It was the same structure, same spacing, timing, but with different accounts. I exhaled slowly. This is so much work. "Don't you think you're looking at the wrong place?" I looked up and met his gaze, "I didn't hear you enter." "Then try to sharpen your hearing," he said as he walked closer to me. "I repeat. Don't you think you're looking at the wrong pl

I walked beside Dominic as we stepped out of the boardroom. Silence immediately followed us and it was not comfortable but rather heavy with something that lingers... like watching. Thinking about it gives me chills but also kind of exciting. "You spoke too soon." His voice was calm and controlled as always. I didn't look at him and kept walking beside him, "Because it mattered." "That's not the point, Mrs. Hemenez." I finally looked at him and for a moment, I was lost in his gaze as he was already looking at me. "You made yourself visible, that wasn't part of the plan." My eyebrows furrowed, "Are you implying that I should be invisible about this matter? Because you didn't say I had to." "Because I didn't think I had to." I almost scoff. There it was. That unforgettable quiet arrogance. I tilted my head slightly, "Then you have to think again." His eyes darkened slightly, "You're pushing boundaries again, Mrs. Hemenez." "And you're holding back information I needed, Mr.