Alle Kapitel von Dear ex-husband, I'm now your ruthless, cocky boss's wife.: Kapitel 31 – Kapitel 40

~~~Piper~~~I think I made a mistake coming back into Nash’s life.I returned because I heard he was finally rich, working in the biggest company in Asheville — Wilder Industries. Holy Mother Mary of Christ, the opportunity had looked perfect. I came back from New York, cooked up that pathetic cancer story, cried a little, and the fool believed every word of it. He abandoned his wife without hesitation. He even helped strip her of the assets her parents left her.Not that I ever loved him.Zendaya’s parents were filthy rich before they died, and they split everything between their two daughters. That soft idiot handed nearly all of her share over to her so-called husband. Now that they’re divorced, she should have taken everything back… but things are hanging by a thin thread. It looks like she’s already opened her legs for someone powerful enough to fight for those assets. Assets I had already counted as mine. Assets that were supposed to make me permanently rich.And what do I have

~~~Nash~~~I turn to Susan just before they close the doors.“Take the car and catch up behind us. We’ll meet at the hospital.”She nods quickly, still crying, already digging in her pocket for the keys.“Okay—okay, I’ll be right behind you. Don’t let anything happen to her.”The paramedic pulls the ambulance doors shut with a heavy metallic clang. A second later the siren starts up again and we lurch forward, speeding into the night.I sit on the narrow bench beside the stretcher, one hand gripping the edge so hard my knuckles turn white. The paramedics work around me, checking her vitals, calling out numbers, adjusting the oxygen mask. I keep my eyes on my mother’s face the entire time, silently begging her to keep breathing.The ride feels endless, but the clock on the wall says only twenty minutes have passed when the ambulance finally slows and turns into the hospital emergency bay.The second the doors open, everything becomes a blur of controlled chaos.Nurses and doctors are a

~~~Zendaya~~~I decide not to waste another second.I get dressed quickly—clean lines, sharp heels, hair pulled back, makeup precise. Nothing soft. Nothing that can be mistaken for uncertainty. Nadia already left early for a catering job, so the apartment is quiet and empty. Perfect.I step outside, flag down a cab, and give the driver the address printed on the black card. The city blurs past the window as we drive. My fingers stay closed around the card the entire time.When the cab finally slows, the driver glances at me through the rearview mirror.“We’re here.”I pay him, push the door open, and step out onto the sidewalk.My mouth falls open.I have only ever seen this building on television screens and in glossy news features. Never in real life. Standing beneath it now, the scale is almost offensive.This is… magnificent.The Wilder Group headquarters rises above everything around it like a monument of pure power—an endless tower of dark glass and steel that seems to pierce th

~~~Zendaya~~~The words leave my mouth before I can stop them.The second they do, my stomach drops. I swear to God I wish the floor would open up and swallow me whole. What the fuck did I just say?But then I see Sophia’s face.Her mouth falls open. The polished confidence drains from her expression so fast it’s almost funny. Color leaves her cheeks. Her eyes go wide, darting from my face to the black card still in my hand and back again, like she’s trying to process something that doesn’t make sense.And as much as I’m already regretting the words… watching her react like that feels good. Satisfying in a sharp, petty way I don’t bother denying.I’m still kicking myself inside. The second this woman walks into that boardroom and tells Ronan his “wife” is looking for him, I’m going to have a lot of explaining to do. A lot of questions. A lot of that intense stare of his.But it’s too late now.The deed is done. The impact is already sitting right there on Sophia’s stunned face.She bl

~~~Ronan~~~“You told me I could always come to you for help.” I swallow once, hard, pushing down the last of my pride with it. “So I came. I need a lawyer. Someone strong enough to handle my father’s assets case. Nash is trying to take everything. He’s accused me of crimes I never committed just so he can have the upper hand and keep all the wealth for himself. Are you willing to help me Ronan?”I watch her in silence.She’s sitting across from me, back straight, trying so hard to look composed while her pulse still betrays her at the base of her throat. The same woman who walked into my building, flashed my own VVIP card, and announced herself as my wife in front of my secretary… is now asking me for help with carefully measured pride.I like this version of her.The one who comes to me.The one who needs something only I can give.My fingers keep turning the black marble paperweight slowly as I study her. She has no idea how easy this decision already is. She thinks she’s here to n