All Chapters of He Divorced Me, Now He's Begging for My Love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Leon didn't want to sleep alone.He never actually said those words either.Instead, he kept finding little reasons to stay awake."Mommy..."Evelyn looked up from where she was sitting beside the bed."Can I have some water?"She smiled softly."You've had water twice already.""I know..." he said quietly. "But I'm thirsty again."She got him another glass anyway.He took two tiny sips before handing it back.A minute later..."Mommy?""Yes, baby?""I need the bathroom."She helped him down from the bed and waited outside the door until he was done.When he came out, he frowned as they walked to his bed."What's wrong now?""Can you stay?" He asked."I'm here.""I mean in my bed." He was even looking so tired already.Evelyn nodded and got into the bed.Leon moved immediately into her side. Not gradually - immediately. He put his head on her arm and pulled the duvet up to his chin and went quiet.She thought he was asleep within minutes.He wasn't.She could tell by his breathing. Sh

Damien's office smelled like cold coffee and too many hours.The notebook was open on his desk — Richard Cole's handwriting across every page, the kind of handwriting that got smaller and more urgent as the pages went on, like a man who knew he was running out of time and was trying to get everything down before it ran out completely.Bank statements spread beside it. Subsidiary names. Transfer records going back seven years.One name circled.V. Winters.Damien had circled it twice last night. He had stopped sleeping even, he had to resume the case immediately. He had put it on pause because of he fell into a hole.Now he's staring at his desk in his office, unsure of whaat to do.He was still looking at it when the knock came.He looked up.Priya walked in.She took one look at him."You look terrible," she said."Thank you," he said. "You're here.""You gave me your address," she said. "I used it.""I didn't think you would.""Neither did I." She sat down across from him without be

Five people.Zara w as standing in Evelyn's office doorway with her tablet and the expression of someone who had spent the last hour hoping the answer would be different and it wasn't."Five people had full access to the new campaign files," Zara said. "Me, you, Rosa, Sophie and —" she looked at the tablet, "— Hugh.""And the server logs?" Evelyn asked."Clean. There has been no external breach or unusual login times. Nothing flagged." Zara sat down. "Whoever did this did it from the inside. From a device that was already authorised."Evelyn looked at her desk "So it's one of five people," she said."Maybe..""You all have been with LUXE for —""Years," Zara said. "That's what makes it--" she stopped. "I don't want to believe it's any of them.""Neither do I," Evelyn said. "But someone did it."Zara looked at her tablet."So, Hugh accessed the files a week ago," she said carefully. "Which isn't unusual for him. He works late. But it was before the LFS, and no one has checked since the

  His name was Frank. Head of Partnerships at AS Tech. Altthough, he and Aidan were not so close, he had stayed through every expansion, every pivot, every difficult quarter and good one.He told himself he was just going for coffee.The message had come through his personal email — not company. A name he recognised. Marcus Webb. Short message. Professional tone. I believe we have a shared interest in the future of AS Tech. Coffee?He should have deleted it.He told himself that too. But instead he came for the meet upMarcus was already there.He stood when Frank approached. Shook his hand amd smiled.Nothing about him said threat."Long time, man. Thank you for coming," Marcus said."I almost didn't," Frank said honestly.

  Aidan sat in his car for several minutes after leaving Evelyn's suite.The engine was running but he wasn't driving.His hands rested on the steering wheel, but his mind was somewhere else entirely."My father never deserved what happened to him.""Victor Winters."He closed his eyes.None of it made sense.Richard Cole.The name had been buried somewhere in the back of his memory for years. He remembered the headlines. The trial, the fraud accusations, embezzlement. Every newspaper had called him guilty before the verdict was even announced.Jane had believed it.Victor had believed it.Eventually...So had he.He never questioned it.Why would he? It had happened years before AS Tech becam