Disappeared After Divorce: Came Back For Revenge의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

I traced the cold, sharp edges of the brass nameplate on my desk. My index pad slid against the raised lettering, feeling every carved line of my identity while a familiar tightness clamped down around my ribs, fighting for breath. A single tear slipped from my lash line, tracing a path down my cheek before falling onto the crisp fabric of the white tablecloth below.​I reached for my phone, tapping the screen to life. The glow illuminated my face, instantly flashing a breaking news notification about my ex-husband that made my jaw set tight.​He will regret abandoning me three years ago, I thought, locking the screen with a sharp click. Now that I am back, I will make him crawl on his knees.​The door creaked open, breaking the silence. I cleared my dry throat, pushing down the knot in my chest before looking up.​"Miss Lora, how are you?" Scarlet stepped into the room, a leather folder tucked under her arm. Her eyes flicked to my dark phone screen. "Did you see the news about him?"

I looked at my ex-husband's eyes, and honestly, I wanna come near him and slap his face with my fiery hand. But controlling myself is the best option."Seemed so shock, Mr. Hemswood?!""You were gone years ago, and now you came back?""Nothing is impossible, Mr. Hemswood. Most especially if you were pushed by what people around you in the past did. And I think that made me come back." "Y—You left with nothing, L—Lora!" Her voice caught my attention. I throw a stare at her and walked to her after a few seconds of looking at her eyes. "Because you took away everything from me, Samantha! You took my wealth, my life, and even my husband. Did you forget?!"I closed my eyes, willing a sudden surge of composure to settle over me. I could not afford to let them see my vulnerability, not when the memory of what they had done still stung, especially the betrayal handed to me by Carson and Sam.​"I do not believe for a second that you are rich, Lora Vance!" Samantha sneered, her voice ringing

Days had blurred past since the evening I unveiled my true self to the world. Every television broadcast beamed my face and name across the news networks, the anchor voices droning over high-resolution photos of my grand reveal. Talk shows inundated my office with invitations for exclusive sit-down interviews, yet I left every message unreturned. I simply basked in the quiet intoxication of taking what belonged to Samantha.​My thumb traced the velvet edges of the jewelry casing containing the necklace she had pined over, the item I had outbid her for without batting an eye. Opening the latch, I let my gaze drink in the piece before running a single fingertip across its intricate details. The pendant curved into a perfect heart, its facets catching the sunlight and casting fractured beams across the room, demanding the devotion of anyone who dared to look upon it.​A rapid, heavy pounding against my office door shattered the stillness. The heavy wood swung open, revealing Scarlet, he

A weightless, sickening sensation washes over me, rendering my limbs utterly useless. No matter where Klint drags me, I am powerless to resist. A bitter rage gnaws at my chest, directed entirely at my own foolishness. If only I had never allowed him to sit at my table, I would not be trapped in this waking nightmare.​"Klint, have m—mercy on me. Please, don't do this," I whimpered, my sanity fraying under the terror of his intentions. The drug he slipped into my drink burned through my veins, twisting my instincts into a harrowing, unbidden physical craving.​"Beautiful, stop fighting what your body so desperately wants," he purred, his breath hot against my neck. "Don't worry. I know exactly what I'm doing. You won't regret letting me touch you."​"Klint, p—please," I choked out, a futile attempt to push him away.​The cruelest part of it all is the agonizing clarity of my skin. I feel every terrifying press of his hands against my flesh. Even as the surrounding crowd blurs into smea

Upon returning home, I walked straight into the lavish expanse of my living room and sank into the soft cushion of the sofa. My gaze drifted upward, tracing the high ceiling of the grand second floor until my eyes rested upon the gleaming chandelier, dripping in gold and glittering diamonds, before I released a weary sigh.​"That woman had better prepare herself," I hissed into the empty room. "If she truly believes I will simply turn a blind eye to what she did to me, then she is gravely mistaken," I added in a low, vengeful whisper to myself.​Not a single maid was present in the hall. I knew with certainty that they were all out in the garden, as today was their designated schedule for tending to the blossoming flora. I rested my arm casually against the back of the sofa and closed my eyes for a brief moment. Moments later, I retrieved my cell phone and dialed Scarlet's number without delay. Fortunately, she answered my call almost instantly.​"Miss Lora, where on earth are you? I