All Chapters of Married At My Ex Husband's Burial: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The second the door to my bedroom clicked shut behind me, the last of my strength completely gave out.My knees hit the floor beside the bed, and hot tears slipped from my eyes before I could even try to stop them. I buried my face in my hands, my chest heavy as I sobbed into the quiet room.It was all just too much. My head throbbed as I sat there, thinking about how completely insane my life had become. All because of one man. One useless parasite who was leeching off me, bleeding my family dry, and destroying my life piece by piece while making everything around me unbearable.Sitting there on the floor, a dark thought crept into my head.Should I just end it? Should I just kill myself and let all of this stop? Can I do it?"No, Celene. We'renot doing this. We're not going to sit here, feeling sorry for ourselves," I said out loud, my voice cracking in the quiet room.I wiped the tears from my cheeks with the back of my hand, pushing myself up off the floor as the anger started to

​Not My Man​Not my man. I repeated the phrase in my head as I stared out the tinted window, watching the neon blur of the city slip past us. Not my man. It was a very...very...very simple sentence...four words, if we were counting properly...and I had a very good reason to keep running it on a damn loop. Cole Ryder was not mine.Fancy dresses or not...He was not my boyfriend. He was my helper... That was it. End of transaction.​Unfortunately, my brain had apparently decided that facts were entirely optional tonight. Because the more I tried to convince myself that Cole wasn’t my man, the more my traitorous eyes kept reminding me that he was currently sitting right beside me, looking entirely too comfortable in the role.​I stole a side-glance at him. He was back on his phone, the pale blue light illuminating the sharp edge of his jaw and the faint crease between his brows. The man had just flexed on my entire family compound with a thirteen-SUV escort, publicly inserted himself in

The second my heel hit the red carpet, my brain immediately started comparing this red carpet to the crazy ones I used to endure with Daniel in my past.And fucking hell, the difference was like night and day.Walking a carpet with Daniel was basically a full-contact sport. The reporters would literally shove their giant-ass cameras two inches from my nose, blinding me, stepping on my dress, and yelling out shit about my outfit while Daniel stood there grinning like a fucking show pony, using me as human arm candy to feed his ridiculous ego.With Cole Ryder, nobody was shoving anything in my face or even coming too close to me.His security detail created so much breathing space for us to walk comfortably...The paparazzi were trapped behind the brass barricades, keeping a healthy, polite distance from us while still taking pictures. No one pushed forward. No one dared to cross the line. It was like they all knew one wrong step meant Cole’s men would feed them their own lenses as thei

I'm not proud of the loud, ugly giggle that camr out of my mouth, but damn it, I could not tell if I was acting for the crowd anymore or if half of it it was because watching Stephen get verbally executed in public was genuinely the best thing I'd seen all fucking year.I leaned right into Cole’s side, leaning my weight against his hard body and letting myself just sink into the performance."Stop it, baby...you're embarrassing the Councillor" I muttered under my breath, fluttering my eyelashes up at him like a total lunatic. "You're just too much sometimes."Cole’s chest rumbled with quiet laughter, his thumb pressing into my hip as another man in a suit materialized out of the crowd."Look at the couple of the season," Senator Collins, the owner of the party we were attending said, flashing a blinding, practiced politician smile. "Come on. Let's get you two seated. Welcome to our humble gala, Mr Ryder. I was really surprised when I got the news of your arrival...Honestly, I was ve

Damn... It got so quiet on the table, you could hear a baby fart.I didn’t know what line had been crossed, but I knew Cole was pissed.Chloe grabbed my hand and yanked me straight out of my seat."Come on," she said, dragging me away from the table before Stephen could open his mouth again. "I'm introducing you to some people who aren't complete buzzkills.""Thank fucking God," I muttered under my breath, getting up so fast my chair almost tipped.Getting away from that table was a massive win. The whole vibe had turned weird and heavy the second Cole brought up those two dead guys, and I wasn't about to stick around to figure out what happened to them.Chloe pulled me by the wrist through the sea of tuxedos and fancy dresses, straight toward a group of women standing near the bar with champagne flutes."Guys, this is Celene," Chloe said, tossing her hair back and grinning at her friends. "Be nice to her."One of the guys in the group chuckled, holding up his hands in easy defense."