All Chapters of Dear ex-husband, I'm now your ruthless, cocky boss's wife.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~~~Zendaya~~~{72 Hours Earlier.}I’m standing in front of the mirror, mascara wand hovering near my lashes, when his voice cuts through the quiet.“I’m going to Japan, Zendaya.”I spin so fast my neck gives a sharp little pop. The wand freezes in mid-air.“What?!”I drop it onto the counter and push the chair back, standing so quickly the legs scrape against the floor. He’s already at the wardrobe, yanking shirts and trousers off hangers and stuffing them into the open suitcase like the house itself is on fire and he can’t wait to get out.I walk straight over to him.“Wait, Nash—you’re joking, right?”He doesn’t even glance up. Just keeps throwing clothes in, movements fast and careless, as if every extra second spent in this room with me is a waste.I can’t take the silence. My hand shoots out and grabs his arm, stopping him mid-motion. I turn him to face me.“Fucking give me an answer, Nash. When was this decided? How could you just wake up one morning and decide you’re leaving fo

~~~Zendaya~~~Call me wicked for causing a commotion at the wedding yesterday and I’ll happily fit into the title.Piper has done far worse things to me than simply marrying my husband. Things that still sit in my chest painfully.It started the day I finally found out I was pregnant.After months of hoping, praying, and quietly taking the tests in the bathroom while Nash was away, the two pink lines appeared. I wanted that baby so badly it hurt. I had already started imagining the nursery, the tiny clothes, the way Nash might finally look at me differently once. He had once come home late and drunk. I took the opportunity. I climbed into bed with him, and for once he didn’t push me away. That was how our child was conceived.A few weeks later Piper showed up at the house for one of her “random visits.”Then, when we were alone, she pushed me down the staircase with my already little bump.Thirty fucking steps.I remember the crack of my body hitting each one. The way the air left my l

~~~Zendaya~~~Jeez. Fuck. How… how… I don’t even want to finish the thought. I can’t believe the same Ronan Wilder, the man everyone calls cold and extremely ruthless just looked at me like that and told me I was pretty.But the moment Nash announced I was his wife, something flickered across Ronan’s face. A quick, sharp pang of disappointment, like he wished the words weren’t true. No. I must be imagining it. I'm overthinking. Still… when he says, “No need to apologise too much,” I swear I can hear the letdown in his voice. It’s unmistakable. Was he fantasising about me the same way I was about him?I shake my head hard. Shut it out, Zen. He’s probably just worried about something else.He turns and walks away without another glance.The second he’s gone, Nash grabs my wrist, face twisted with pure fury.“What the fuck is wrong with you, Zen?! Do you want to get me kicked out of the company with this behaviour of yours?!”I yank my hand free and meet his glare without bli

~~~Ronan~~~I don’t know why I felt that pull the moment I caught her.After so many months of feeling nothing for anyone, she walked straight into me and suddenly everything stopped. She’s beautiful. Not the greedy ones that after my money and fame kind I’m used to. She's far warmer and different from the women I've met. I don't know her physically though, but just that brief interaction between us already told me everything. Those eyes. That mouth. I was already thinking about asking for her number, maybe dinner, maybe more… until that most annoying employee of mine opened his mouth and claimed she was his wife.A sharp pang of disappointment hit me so hard I had to run a hand through my hair.Jeez.I doubted they even had a good relationship. Tell me why the fuck a man would abandon his own wife inside a burning building just to save his “friend.” I didn’t bother looking for reasons. She was in danger. I went back in and pulled her out myself. I offered to take her home when it was

~~~Zendaya~~~My body goes still.For a second I just stare at her, the shock hitting harder than the pain in my body. Then the anger rises fast and hot, burning through the weakness. My fingers curl tightly around the bedsheet until my knuckles ache. Of all the people who could walk through that door… it had to be her.I force my voice out, low and cold even though it hurts to speak.“What are you doing here, Piper?”She lets out a soft chuckle and steps closer, swaying her hips deliberately with every step like there’s a man in the room she’s trying to seduce. She tilts her head and puts on an exaggerated pity face, lips pushed out in a fake pout.“Aww, why are you being so harsh on me, Zen? I only came to see my dear friend. I was so worried when I heard what happened. You’ve been through so much… I just wanted to check on you myself.”I stare at her, the anger in my chest growing hotter by the second.“Drop the fake act and go straight to the point, Piper. What the fuck do you wan