All Chapters of The Disabled Ex-Wife's Revenge: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Nora's pov"Please step out of my way, mister."The man didn't move an inch. Instead, he flashed me a lopsided grin, taking a step closer to me until the pungent smell of alcohol filled the small space between us. I swallowed hard and took a step back. "Why the rush, sweetheart?" He said, blinking at me. "I was just starting to have fun."I took in deep breaths, refusing to let him see that this whole situation was becoming a pain in the neck. I didn't want to make a scene, but I needed to get back to Maya and the rest. I raised my left hand, placed my palm onto his chest and then shoved him away from me. Taking that moment he stumbled, I side stepped him and headed to the door. Just as I reached for the door handle, his hand came to wrap around my wrist before violently yanking me back into the bathroom. For someone who could barely stand straight, he was fast. A jolt of pain shot up my bad leg, making my knee give out under me at the sudden movement. My purse dropped to the flo

Nora's pov."Maya, I'm fine. Really." I muttered, chuckling softly. We grabbed our coats and soon stepped out of the restaurant, as Maya and Aaron kept talking about the incident, I couldn't help but glance sideways. Marcus was walking right beside me in utter sickness, but this time his gaze was fixed on the red marks on my wrist again. He hadn't looked away once since we left the restaurant. I shifted my hand away, feeling a bit self conscious. "Mr. Hayes," I said softly, turning to face him while the other two were distracted. "Why do you keep staring at my wrist?"Marcus looked up, his dark eyes locking onto mine with an unreadable expression."I don't like seeing something like that on you," he said. His voice was completely flat, but the words carried a strange weight.The bluntness of his statement caught me off guard. It sounded almost possessive, like he was claiming a right to care about what happened to my body. A defensive feeling rose inside me. I had spent years let

Nora's pov. The sound of Maya's car engine felt a bit too loud in the quiet night. I stared out the window, completely forgetting she had just asked me a question. My mind kept drifting back to the underground garage, to Marcus's dark eyes, and to the stiff, awkward way he had said goodbye. "Nora? Earth to Nora!" Maya’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. She glanced sideways at me,with a knowing smile on her lips. "I asked you a question. What's going on between you and Mr. Hayes? What the hell do you think about him?!" I let out a long sigh, resting my head against the cool glass of the window. "Nothing is going on, Maya. He's still just my boss's boss and today we got to know each other a little more." "Right," Maya scoffed lightly, keeping her eyes on the road. "Because powerful men usually step into restaurant bathrooms to brawl with drunk strangers for just anybody. And they definitely stare at people's wrists with looks that could kill." I didn't answer. I looked down at m

Julian's pov. I stood near the counters beside the departure gates, checking my phone for the third time since I got to the airport. The terminal around us was packed with people, a loud mix of voices and rolling luggage filled the hall. Johan stepped up beside me, double-checking the flight details on his tablet. He handed me my physical ticket, with a blank look on his face. "Everything is set for our departure," Johan said flatly. "The hotel in London is booked, and you are free till tomorrow afternoon. Ha! I really don't want to go with you...but what can I do?" I almost chuckled at his words but instead I nodded and slipped my ticket into my coat pocket. "And that's why we're friends." Johan adjusted his collar and turned to look at me. "So, you're really going all the way to London because of Nora?" My body instantly went stiff. "I'm going because of this investment. Vance & Associates is tied to a major project, and my firm needs to expand into the European markets." J

Nora's pov.Maya let out a short, but high pitched chuckle. "Of course! What else would we be doing?"I stopped walking, giving her a sharp, suspicious look. "I'm serious. I hope you didn't drag me into some kind of weird blind setup. Did you?"Maya turned around, waving her hand dismissively, though her fingers were twitching slightly. "You're overthinking things! Just relax. We're here to meet the clients. Whatever happens after that, just go with the flow."'Go with the flow?' That didn't sound like Maya at all.We turned and continued down a long, dark hallway that was illuminated by a red bulb toward the VIP section. As we moved farther from the main floor, the booming bass faded into a dull sound. Security guards in black suits stood at every corner, their arms crossed as they watched us walk past.The closer we got to the rooms at the end of the hall, the stiffer Maya's body became. Her breath was coming in short, shallow puffs."Why are you so nervous?" I asked, increasing my