Divorced At Night, Married By Dawn のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 6

Chapter 2The restaurant emptied like it had all the time in the world. Meanwhile,the divorce papers laid on the table. Neatly signed.I've been publicly replaced by a pregnant mistress at our own anniversary dinner. The waiter returned with the bill and slid it across the table.I handed him my black card without glancing at the number.“Actually,” I said, voice barely steady, “bring me your most expensive bottle.” He blinked. “Ma’am?” I repeated myself louder this time. “Alcohol. Something that costs enough to make tonight feel less disgusting.” He nodded. Minutes later, a bottle arrived. French rare wine. Absurdly priced.He poured the wine into my glass. I took one sip at first. Then I lifted the bottle to my mouth and drank straight from it. The feeling was sharp and punishing. Exactly what I deserved for believing Ryan Ashford loved me. I drank again and again.The chandeliers blurred into molten gold. The table candle drowned in its own wax. So did my dignity. I lost count of bo

Chapter 4After the doctor left, I slowly lifted my eyes to Adrian. He was still expecting me to give him an answer to the question he'd asked. I struggled within myself in search of an answer. "Don't keep my question hanging. Do you want to tell Ryan about this?" He asked again,but with a strict face this time. “No,” I whispered. Adrian’s eyes darkened. “Good. Let's keep it that way."I looked down. A fierce, primal clarity settled over me. This child is mine, Ryan Ashford won't have any to do with him. Adrian finally stood up from where he was seated. “ We're expecting a child soon.” The sound of what he said anchored me. For the first time in months, someone treated me like I mattered. He used the word,*we*. Which means I wasn't alone on this, he was standing with me. “This changes things,” I murmured.“Yes.” His voice was low. Steady. “But not for the worse.”He stood up, offering me a hand. I took it. His grip was warm and so intentional. We left the hospital with a secret th

Chapter 6:Ryan Ashford had always loved winning publicly. Not quietly. He liked the audience. He liked the slow realization dawning on opponents’ faces that he’d already taken the board before they understood the rules. I used to mistake that for confidence. Now I know better. It was just arrogance dressed in tailored suits.I sat across from Adrian in his home office, the blue glow of my laptop illuminating the files scattered across his desk. Financial statements. Wire transfers. Hotel records. Private photographs. The evidence against Ryan had evolved from dangerous to catastrophic. Tonight, it was finally weaponized.Adrian loosened his tie, scanning another set of numbers. “The Halberg board meeting is in two hours.” His voice was calm. Too calm. That meant his threat-assessment systems were running at maximum capacity.I leaned back. “And seventy percent are leaning toward him.”“Yes.” He replied.Not ideal. Halberg was too strategic. Too valuable. After eighteen months of purs