All Chapters of The Disabled Ex-Wife's Revenge: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

NORA’s POVThe morning light in London was soft and grey, filtering through the tall, sparkling windows of my new apartment in Kensington. Outside, the classic red double-decker buses rolled past historic stone buildings, and the damp air carried the quiet, steady rhythm of a city that never stopped moving.I stood by the kitchen counter, holding a warm ceramic mug of tea between my hands. I looked down at my left leg. The damp English weather always brought a dull, familiar ache to the deep, jagged scars along my thigh and hip—the permanent reminders of the night I pulled Julian from the burning wreckage of his sports car.For three years, that pain had been a constant companion in a gilded cage. Julian had treated it like a fragile glass liability, using my physical vulnerability to keep me locked away in his penthouse while his sense of moral debt slowly suffocated my soul. But here, in London, the ache felt different. It wasn't a prison sentence. It was simply a part of my sto

Across the city, in a slightly bright apartment, the light from a laptop screen shone directly on Clara's face. Takeout boxes and discarded papers were scattered across the space around her.The moment her phone beside her buzzed, she immediately picked it up and seeing it was a text from the investigator she hired, her lips stretched into a smile. 'Ma'am, we have eyes on the target. She has been hired as the lead architect for the Kensington cultural museum expansion. The budget is about forty million dollars. Marcus Hayes is a primary shareholder.'Clara read the text over and over again, her knuckles turning white as her grip tightened around her phone. "That crippled nobody is leading a forty-million-dollar project?" she whispered into the empty room, the hatred in her voice was unmistakable. She slowly stood up and paced around the messy room for a few seconds before stopping in front of a full body mirror. She stared at her reflection, raising her hand to touch her hair. "No

Julian's pov.I didn't even bother looking up from the thick stack of documents on my desk when the door was pulled open. "What is it this time?" I asked, pushing a few strands of hair out of my face. My assistant, Mark, stepped into the room holding a document against his chest with a pale look on his face. "Mr. Vance, I'm sorry to disturb you, but we found several errors in the company's account that need your immediate review. The numbers aren't balancing." He said, his voice trembling slightly. I threw my pen onto my desk, before saying, "Are you being serious right now, Mark? What exactly do I pay you for if something this simple has to be brought directly to my desk? Figure it out!""Sir, I tried," Mark said, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's just... usually, Lady Nora goes over these reports first. She always catches the missing entries before they reach your desk."The room went silent immediately, hearing her name felt like a slap across my face. My hand on the des

Nora's pov.I pushed myself away from my desk, rolling my shoulders to ease the ache between my shoulders. The morning had gone by quickly, but thankfully the first draft of my drawings for the site foundation would be complete soon. I grabbed my purse, pushed myself off my chair and grabbed my coat. My stomach had already begun grumbling, so I decided to head down the hall to Maya's office to see if she wanted to grab food together.When I reached her door, I knocked twice. On getting to answer, I pushed the door of her office open slightly and peeked inside.Maya was sitting at her desk, twirling a pen in her fingers with a massive, goofy grin on her face. She was practically talking into her phone, giggling like a teenager with her first crush."I might bring a friend along," Maya said, her voice pitched in that overly sweet tone she only used when flirting. She paused, laughing at whatever the person on the other end said. "Well, I hope you're as energetic as this when we actuall

Nora's povI sat at Maya's kitchen island with my laptop open, going through a long list of floor art for the museum.My coffee had gone cold an hour ago, but I was too lazy to even think about throwing it out. "Nora," Maya said, walking into the kitchen wearing a tight hot pink dress."You need to go get ready. Our date is in two hours."I didn't take my eyes off the monitor as I replied. "I don't have a date, Maya. 'You' have a date.""We agreed on this days ago!" Maya groaned, stepping beside me and slapping the top of my laptop screen halfway shut."You promised you'd come along for bestie support."I blinked, looking up at her in shock. "Wait, it's already six o'clock?""Yes!""Maya, I really don't think I can go," I said quickly, pushing the screen back up."I have way too much work to finish for the expansion on Monday.""Oh, absolute rubbish," Maya snapped, folding her arms."Nora, you have worked every single day since you got to London. You can't spend the rest of your life