All Chapters of He Divorced Me, Now He's Begging for My Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jane was laughing before nine in the morning.She sat on the edge of the hotel bed in her robe, phone in hand, scrolling through the headline that had exploded across every Milan gossip account overnight.EVELYN COLE'S CHILD HAD AN EMERGENCY INCIDENT DURING FESTIVAL — SEEN WITH HER IS HER EX-HUSBAND. IS SHE STILL OBSESSED, OR WON'T HE LEAVE HER ALONE?She read it again and again and it made her laugh each time, a real and delighted one.There was another headline:IS LUXE FOUNDER LOSING CONTROL OF HER PERSONAL LIFE?She read one and many other comment sections filled with opinions. She tilted her head slightly, amused.“Obsessed,” she read aloud. “Or unlucky in love?”She scoffed. She had beben using her burner account to make comments too.“No. Just unlucky in people, especially people's men.” she said iut loud as she typed.Marcus walked in, tying his shirt cuffs."What's got you so excited?" he said."Let's just say.." She turned the phone toward him, screen lit up with the headlin

It had been three days after Aidan left Milan. And honestly, Evelyn had been doing good, trying not to think aout the situation. She sent the files to Dr Moreau and he said he'd look into it. Leon had gotten discharged too..life was not bad.Daniel brought flowers in the evening.He stood at her door with them and Leon opened it before Evelyn got there, which was how it always went, and immediately grabbed one from the bunch."These are good," Leon announced."Thank you," Daniel said seriously."You're welcome," Leon said, already walking away with his stolen sunflower.Evelyn appeared almost immediately. She looked at Daniel. "Hey," he said."Hey," she said.She stepped aside.He came in.She had been at LUXE since that morning.The London timeline was tightening. It was three weeks now, not four, because the venue had moved the technical rehearsal forward and that meant the final fittings needed to happen earlier and that had Rosa was sending messages at 6 in the morning and Zara

Evelyn packed the last batch of her dresses she was going to bring to London. She had packed Leon’s about an hour ago too.Her hands dragged the zip of the luggage, aggressively, in an attempt to close it, but it didn’t just close.“Ughh.” she sighed, frustrated at her wasted effort. She turned to look at Leon who was just eating a bar of chocolate, very unbothered. He turned to her and she wanted to speak but she held it in.“I’m just going to call Zara,” she muttered and Leon nodded in agreement.The London Fashion show was literally in a week. They were leaving for London the next morning and it felt like she hadn’t gotten any single thing done. These past few weeks had been really hectic for her. Designers calling her, investors trying to get in partnership with her, because they found out LUXE was headlining the London Fashion show.“How do they even keep finding out?” She asked Hugh. “We haven’t made it public yet.”Zara arrived in less than 20 minutes with a bigger luggage and

The hotel conference suite had already been converted into a temporary LUXE workspace.Dress bags hung neatly along one wall, sketches covered another, fabric swatches lay across every available table and boxes kept arriving every few minutes.Rosa already had a clipboard in hand and Zara looked stressed.Evelyn stood in the middle of it all with a notebook tucked beneath one arm."The hem is still too long," she told one of the seamstresses."But it measured correctly." the lady answered."I know." Evelyn stepped closer, crouching slightly to study the gown. "It measures correctly standing still. It won't when she walks."The model took three steps and the dress brushed the floor.The seamstress sighed. "...I'll fix it, ma'am.""Thank you." Before Evelyn could take another step, Zara appeared beside her holding a tablet."Milan confirmed.""Good.""But Paris hasn't.""They will.""And Rosa wants your opinion on Look 2." Evelyn asked Rosa."I'll be there in two minutes.""And—" A loud

Priya gave him the address in the car. It wasn't really hard for her to find it with a few calls.Aidan got out of the car without turning off the engine.Priya called after him. "Sir, be careful—"He didn't hear her.He went up the steps two at a time. He found the buzzer marked WEBB and pressed it and didn't let go.A woman's voice came through, surprised. "Hello?"He didn't answer. He pressed it again.Marcus walked toward the front door, loosening the tie around his neck.It had been a long day, I mean he went to see Jane and they had a time and he went to run some errands. "It's probably the post office, I'll just-"He pulled the door open.His smile immediately disappeared.Aidan. Standing there.Expressionless.Marcus barely had enough time to register the look on his face.When Aidan's fist crashed into his jaw.The force sent Marcus stumbling backward into the living room table. A decorative vase toppled over and shattered across the floor.His ears rang.Blood immediately fil