Alle Kapitel von Dear Ex-Husband, The Quadruplets Are Mine: Kapitel 31 – Kapitel 40

Darbie paced around the room with her phone clenched tightly in her hand, her movements becoming faster with every passing second. She had been walking back and forth for so long that the sound of her footsteps had begun to echo through the room, but she did not seem to notice. Her mind was too consumed by anger, jealousy, and the bitter realization that things were not going according to the way she had planned them.She stared at her phone and struck the back of it repeatedly against her palm, as though the device itself were responsible for everything that had gone wrong. Her breathing became heavier as she thought about Maverick and, more importantly, Patricia. The thought of Patricia having Maverick beside her made something inside Darbie twist painfully with resentment. She could not understand how that woman had managed to hold on to him when Darbie believed she deserved everything he had to offer.In a sudden burst of anger, Darbie threw the phone onto the bed before grabbing

Maverick's POVI stood there for a moment, saying nothing as I looked around the room. My eyes moved from the long conference table to the chairs arranged neatly around it, then to the glass wall overlooking the party downstairs. I had walked into this room expecting to discuss business, sign a contract, and leave. That had been the plan before I saw Patricia. Now, every sensible thought I had seemed to have disappeared the moment my eyes landed on her.Six years. Six years, and somehow, she could still make me forget what I was supposed to be doing.I dragged a hand over my cheek, rubbing it slowly as though I could somehow wipe away the emotions showing on my face. My palm moved from one cheek to the other before I let my fingers rest against my jaw. I exhaled heavily, then dragged my hand down over my mouth and chin, mopping down my face when I realized how tense I had become.This was ridiculous.I pulled my other hand from my pocket, then removed the first one completely as well.

Patricia's POVI nodded solemnly, unable to find the right words to answer Melody’s request. There was something about the way she had looked at me that made refusing her feel impossible, even though every sensible part of me was warning me to keep my distance from everything connected to Maverick.I squeezed her hand once before letting go. “Okay,” I said quietly.Melody gave me a small smile, then turned toward the door.I followed her out of the office, leaving Maverick, Jimmy, and Pierce behind. I did not look back. I knew if I did, my eyes might meet Maverick’s, and I did not trust myself enough to deal with whatever expression I might find there.We walked through the corridor and down the stairs toward the party. The music grew louder with every step, and the chatter of the guests swallowed the silence that had followed us from the office. People moved around us with drinks in their hands, laughing and talking as though the world had not changed for anyone.Melody led me throug

Maverick’s POVI had already made up my mind that I would stay an inch away from Patricia. Not literally, but close enough to be there without making her feel like I was forcing myself into her space. After everything that had happened between us, I knew better than to rush toward her just because I had finally found her. I had made that mistake once, and it had cost me more than I could have imagined.I was not going to make it again.Still, I was glad Jimmy had accepted the temporary offer to help our designing team in the architecture section. After hearing him speak about the work, I knew he was good at what he did. I could already see why Patricia trusted him enough to work beside her.But there was something else that kept bothering me.The children. I had been told that Jimmy was already married to Patricia, but what about the kids? The ones I had seen mentioned in that report years ago. Had she been pregnant? Did something happen to the babies? Had she lost them?Or had I misu

Author’s POVDarbie had spent the past several days trying to repair what she had destroyed with her own hands.It was not easy.Every plan she made seemed to collapse before it could even begin, and every person she approached seemed to want something from her before offering anything useful in return. She had once believed she was clever enough to control every situation, but lately, she was beginning to understand that there were people who could see through her much faster than she expected.She had even planned to meet a man who had been openly interested in her for some time. Darbie had thought he would be easy. She had expected him to fall for her without asking too many questions.She was wrong.The moment they met, he had made his own intentions clear. He wanted sex before anything else, and there was nothing about him that suggested he was interested in becoming the useful connection she had imagined. Darbie had left that meeting irritated. She did not need another man who w