All Chapters of Sorry, Ex-husband You Lost Me : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

BRENDA'S POVI was sitting on the couch with my legs tucked beneath me, munching on cookies while scrolling through my phone when it pinged with a notification.I barely glanced at it at first.Then I saw the sender.Sterling House.My hand stopped halfway to my mouth.I frowned and opened the email.The first few lines looked harmless enough. Corporate language. Formal greetings. The kind of polished nonsense companies used when they wanted to deliver bad news without actually sounding cruel.I kept reading.By the time I reached the middle of the email, the cookie in my hand had gone completely forgotten.My official modeling relationship with Sterling House had been terminated.My upcoming campaigns were being cancelled or reviewed.I would no longer be listed among the company's official models.I stared at the screen."What?"I read it again.Then a third time."No."I sat up straight.There had to be a mistake.Something like this couldn't happen without Dad knowing about it.St

Janelle's POVI stared at myself in the mirror for several seconds before turning sideways, then slowly facing the mirror again.Something was different.I couldn't quite explain when it had happened, but the woman staring back at me no longer looked like the woman who had stood in this same bathroom weeks ago, tugging at her clothes and avoiding photographs whenever possible.My face had become slimmer, my jawline was more defined, and the fullness around my cheeks had reduced enough for my features to look sharper. Even my waist seemed smaller, and some of the clothes I had once struggled to wear were now hanging differently on my body.I pulled down the hem of my dress and smiled at my reflection.I actually liked what I saw.That realization still surprised me.For years, I had trained myself to avoid mirrors unless absolutely necessary. I knew exactly which angles made me look bigger, which outfits hid my stomach and which photographs I needed to delete before anyone saw them. I

ZANE'S POVI had barely managed to pull Janelle closer when she kissed me again.We were supposed to be discussing the gala.At least, that was how the conversation had started.Somehow, the sketches scattered across her desk had been pushed aside, the documents had been forgotten, and my hands were resting around her waist while she stood between me and the edge of her desk.I smiled against her lips.“You're distracting me.”She laughed softly. “You started it.”“I did not.”“You absolutely did.”I leaned down and kissed her again, slower this time. Her fingers curled around the front of my shirt as she pulled me closer, and for a few seconds, nothing else existed.Then the office door suddenly swung open.“Oh my God!”Janelle jumped away from me so quickly that I nearly laughed.Eddie stood frozen in the doorway.His eyes moved from Janelle to me, then to the papers scattered across the desk before returning to us.He slowly placed a hand over his chest.“I am so sorry.”I raised

Janelle's POV I woke up before my alarm.For a few seconds, I remained still beneath the covers, staring at the ceiling while the realization slowly settled over me.Today was the day.The gala.For months, I had imagined this moment. I had imagined walking into that room after everything Kennedy had done to me, after everything I had lost, after spending so much time rebuilding myself and Sterling House in silence.Now it was finally here.I slipped out of bed and reached for my phone.Before I started getting ready, there was one person I needed to see.Dad.I found him in his room, still resting comfortably. His recovery had been going well, and the doctors were finally talking about him returning home once they were satisfied that he was strong enough.I stood beside his bed and watched him sleep for a moment.The successful transplant had given us something I had almost stopped believing we would have.More time.I gently touched his hand."Good morning, Dad."His eyes opened sl

KENNEDY'S POVI couldn't concentrate on anything happening around me.The ballroom was filled with people, music and conversations, but none of it seemed to matter anymore because everywhere I turned, I heard the same name.Janelle.It was as though the entire room had suddenly discovered the woman I had spent years trying not to notice.“She looks incredible.”“I still can't believe that's Janelle.”“Did you hear she is the new CEO of Sterling House?”“I heard she has been the one behind some of their biggest decisions.”“Can you imagine? Kennedy actually let a woman like that walk away.”The laughter that followed made my jaw tighten.I turned toward the group, but they quickly lowered their voices when they noticed me looking.That only made it worse.Some people congratulated her.Others whispered about her transformation.A few weren't even subtle enough to hide their amusement at my expense.I stood there pretending not to hear any of it, but every word found its way under my sk