Three Can Play のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Jasmine’s POVWhen Ryan guided me back into the main hall, my heart was hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird.I looked toward the entrance to see Caleb leaving, with Emily hurrying after him.Everything was moving far too fast. One moment I was an overlooked wife hiding in a dim corner, and the next, the man whose hand rested firmly on my waist was publicly cutting my husband off at the knees in front of high society.We returned to Table One, but the once comforting and exciting environment no longer felt comforting. Henrik and the other board members smiled and nodded politely, continuing their discussion on international acquisitions, but their voices sounded muffled, like they were speaking through water. Every time I looked at Ryan’s profile, at the razor-sharp jawline and the icy composure that made powerful executives tread lightly, a knot tightened in my chest.I couldn't breathe. My mind was spinning with too many unanswered questions. This wasn’t what I had signed u

Jasmine’s POVI slammed the guest room door behind me, but before I could turn the latch, Caleb was already pushing the door open. I turned and moved away from him.He stood in the frame, his tie dangling loose, his handsome face twisted into an ugly sneer."Look at you, throwing a tantrum like an unhinged child," he sneered, crossing his arms as he watched me drag a big bag from under the bed. "You are bitter, Jasmine. You have always been bitter, clinging to the past like a parasite. I did what was best for our future, and any sensible woman would have understood that. You should be thanking me, but instead, you act like an ungrateful lunatic."A sound tore from my throat, half a laugh and half a sob, raw with pure venom. I felt like bashing his head against the fucking wall."Thank you?" I spun on him, my eyes burning with a fire so fierce that he instinctively took half a step back. "You poisoned me, Caleb! You killed our baby so you could keep going back to that homewrecker! Stay

Caleb’s POVThe sound of the front door slamming shut after Jasmine seemed to rattle through my very bones. For five whole seconds, silence hung thick and suffocating in the air.Then the dam broke inside my skull."Damn it!" I roared, grabbing the crystal vase from the console table and hurling it with all my strength against the wall.It exploded into a thousand shards, spraying water and dying white lilies across the floor. My chest heaved violently, my tie choking my throat as I tore it loose and threw it onto the mess. The humiliation from the gala was already burning my gut like raw acid, but watching Jasmine make a fool of me and leave me hanging made my little sanity snap."Caleb, calm down," Emily purred, smoothing down the nightdress. I used to love seeing that nightdress on Jasmine, but looking at Emily wearing it now only added fuel to my rage. She had a faint, satisfied smile playing on her lips. "Let her go. You saw how pathetic she was. We finally have the house to ours

Jasmine’s POV My thumb hovered over my phone screen for three agonizing rings. Finally, I braced myself, dragged my thumb across the glass, and brought the phone to my ear. "Hello—" "Have you completely lost your mind, Jasmine?!" My mother’s voice erupted through the receiver, high-pitched and deafening. I instinctively pulled the phone an inch from my ear. "Do you have any idea what kind of humiliation you have brought upon this family?" Octavia shrieked, not even letting me draw breath. "Caleb called me in the morning, nearly in tears! He told me how you flaunted some stranger in his face at the gala, how you screamed at him like a maniac and packed your bags! Who do you think you are to walk out on a man like Caleb Ravencroft?" A bitter, humorless laugh slipped past my lips as I gripped the phone tighter. "Good morning to you too, Mother," I replied, my voice shaking with disbelief. "Did Caleb also bother telling you that he moved his pregnant mistress into our home? D

I hurriedly put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Thirty minutes later, Ryan’s black SUV pulled up to the familiar iron gates of Caleb's villa and parked directly in front, blocking Caleb’s sports car."Wait here," I said, unbuckling my seatbelt. "I can go in alone—""I can’t allow you in there alone, Jasmine," Ryan said, stepping out of the vehicle. "We go together."His words sent a wild flutter through my chest, but there was no time to dissect them. I walked up the steps hurriedly, Ryan right behind me.I didn't even bother ringing the bell. I grabbed the handle and shoved the front door open.Emily was walking across the foyer holding a glass of juice. When her eyes landed on me, the glass almost slipped in her hand, her eyes widening."You?" Emily gasped, her face draining of color. "What are you doing here?! Caleb told you never to—"I didn't give her a second of my time. I pushed past her shoulder, ignoring her screech of indignation as I headed straight for the staircase."C