All Chapters of My Ex Husband's Regret : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chloe's POV The recording was saved now on my private email. I was already in the car but I still felt my heart pounding. It wasn't even because of Derek's naughty behavior; what was I going to do about him?He'd ordered me to add and save his phone numbers, both personal line and his general line. And even demanded I pinned it. Right at the top of my messages, his name stared back at me in bold letters: Derek Sinclair.“Jesus Christ! Such a moron, Chloe.” It just hit me. What happens when someone checks my phone, whether by accident or not, and finds his name right there at the top of my chat? I quickly changed the name on the contact to Beatrice. I could easily lie she was an old Uni friend I'd run into.I opened my email again, staring at the recording file. Why was I still so afraid to hit play? My airpods were clipped to my ears already. Sighing, I turned the phone's screen off. As I got down from the taxi, Naomi was already standing out right in front of our place. I'd gathere

Naomi's POV Naomi swallowed hard, her chest heaving as an observable shock ran through her eyes. She stepped back, her voice rising in a defensive pitch. "What the hell do you mean by that, Chloe? Are you seriously questioning me? I'm your best friend!"I opened my mouth, the sharp words I'd prepared in my head ready to tear her apart. But before the argument could explode, a loud, obnoxious voice cut through behind us. "Well, look who finally decided to crawl out of her sweatpants."I turned around, frowning as I caught who was behind me. “Conor?” My eyes were tracking him up and down in his luxurious tailored designer jacket, expensive Italian leather shoes, and a watch that probably cost more than my entire new wardrobe combined. Conor was always a complete disaster, gambling and always getting into trouble. He was always broke, begging money for handouts or money to eat, and drowning in debt. Yet here he was, looking like a fashionista celeb.Suddenly, this terrifying pattern cl

Chloe's POV Nathan staggered backward, his eyes widening in shock. But then, Naomi waltzed in smoothly. Her hand held mine in a soft touch. Tears had gathered and filled her eyes. “It's my fault!” She cried out. “I'm sorry.” Suddenly, Naomi crashed to the ground and knelt in front of me, sobbing loudly. “I begged Nathan to help my brother find a job. But his certificates aren't worth it. Unless he was a driver or a low level job, and Conor can't even drive! He's basically useless. Then, I dared suggested that if he could…” She sniffed, playing her role quiet well I almost believed her. “Well, it's all my fault. I couldn't bring myself to tell you because of how ashamed I was. I was going to tell you, I'm so sorry, Chloe!” I wanted to yell and her and kick her away from my feet. And the way Conor kept laughing just made me more mad. But at this point, what could I do? If I made any more dramatic response, the secret might be out before I knew it. And I wouldn't have enough ti

Chloe's POV I ran after Nathan and he didn't stop until he was already in his office. He sank to his seat and began scrolling through his phone like nothing in the world could touch him.“We need to talk,” I said, keeping my voice even. “Come on, Nathan. Listen to me!”He didn’t look up. “About what?”“Derek Sinclair.”That made him freeze. His eyes narrowed as he finally lifted his head. “What about him?”I stepped closer, folding my arms. “You can't just ignore him like that. Damn it, Nathan! Everyone saw what happened. We need him, let me handle this. If you keep pretending he’s just noise, he’s going to bury us. Publicly.”Nathan’s jaw tightened. “I don’t need you telling me how to handle Sinclair. And let you handle it? Jeez! Did you even hear the way he was talking about you? Like you were some cheap whore.”I cut him off right there. “No, you do not get to call me that, Nathan.” He dared to call me a whore!? After he was fucking my own best friend behind my back?? I could not

Chloe’s POVI stood still, staring at him with possibly fire residing in my eyes. For a second I didn't care anymore if it would show on my face. “What nonsense are you saying?” I forced my jaw to losen. “Why won't I use my medicine?”Three years of hoping for a baby they made sure I would never have.I forced my breathing to slow, and for my shoulders to drop. The rage was slowly melting from my eyes. It was working…Then he mentioned her name, causing my insides to form a hard knot all over again. “Naomi told you that?” He raised an eyebrow like the question was strange. “Chloe, your best friend has been worried about you. It's so obvious you're stressing yourself lately, especially with you taking up this job right now. Just resign, let me handle the company, hmm?”My best friend. How fucked up was that! When I heard Ryan lived in the richest estate in town, I wanted to rush and call Naomi, sharing the news with her. When I fucked the richest man in town!...She was my best frien