All Chapters of The Divorcee Who Ruled Their Hearts : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Claire felt thoroughly worn down by the sheer pace of her day.Her men, on the other hand, all seemed to be thriving off the chaos.Remembering Julian was waiting for her after work, she rubbed her temples, already anticipating a headache.Julian took her back to his private villa.He slipped off her heels, scooped her up, and carried her straight to the second floor.He set her down on the bed and, before she could get a word out, leaned over her, his breath warm against her ear."Baby. Don't talk.""Let me just love you properly tonight."His voice came out low and rough."Julian" She barely got the word out before his mouth found hers.He kissed her, unhurried but thorough, like he genuinely couldn't get enough of her.Claire melted into it almost instantly, all her earlier exhaustion giving way to something warmer."Baby. You're mine," Julian murmured against her mouth. "Always."Claire rested her hands against his chest, feeling his pulse hammering under her palm.She studied him

After work that day, Chloe Hartman called Claire out of nowhere, asking her to grab dinner. Claire caught the telltale flicker in her voice immediately the kind of tone that meant someone wanted gossip, not company. Still, despite working together for years, the two had never actually gone out just the two of them. Claire agreed, curious. When Chloe Hartman asked what she wanted to eat, Claire shrugged it off easily. "Anywhere's fine." Chloe Hartman's mouth curved into something a little too pleased with itself. "There's a new Western restaurant everyone's been raving about. Want to try it?" "Sure." Claire had a soft spot for Western food, so she agreed without much thought. At the restaurant, Claire noticed something slightly off about Chloe Hartman more effort than usual in her outfit, more energy in her expression. "You're all dressed up tonight. What's the occasion?" She'd clocked it the second they met up Chloe Hartman looked noticeably more put-together than

Chloe Hartman added Noah the moment the contact came through, practically glowing."Thank you, Claire."Claire smiled warmly. "I hope this works out for you. He seems like a genuinely great guy. Good luck."Chloe Hartman flushed again at the encouragement, already daydreaming about where things might go with Noah.She had no idea, in that moment, just how badly this would eventually unravel for her.To her surprise, Noah accepted her friend request that very night.Thrilled, she messaged him first.Thanks again for dinner tonight.You're welcome. His reply came through almost immediately.Chloe Hartman's excitement spiked. She immediately started typing again, scrambling for something interesting to say.So are you actually mixed race? she sent, practically vibrating with curiosity.An hour passed before he responded.Chloe Hartman spent that hour spiraling.Maybe he's not that interested. Maybe he's just being polite. Maybe his phone's just dead.She cycled through every possible exp

Noah was twenty-eight, owner of a growing chain of Western restaurants, and very much a product of inherited privilege his father a well-known French businessman, his mother a professor at one of the city's top universities.Still, he'd built his own reputation too, expanding his restaurant brand nationally in just a few short years, earning real recognition on his own merits.Through their conversations, Chloe Hartman had pieced together his background, and it only deepened her certainty that she didn't measure up.Even after the clear, public rejection, her feelings hadn't faded. If anything, they'd intensified.Loving someone who didn't love her back apparently wasn't something she could simply reason her way out of.Some days, she'd think about how consistently he ignored her messages and wonder why she kept reaching out at all.Walking away would at least preserve some dignity, she'd think.But the thought never lasted long before hope crept back in.There's still a chance. Howev

Noah pulled some strings to access traffic footage tracking Damon's car, and traced Claire and Damon to a high-end restaurant across town.He walked in and located their table easily.He kept his distance, studying the man seated across from Claire.Handsome, composed, carrying that unmistakable air of someone with real standing a different kind of competition than he'd anticipated.A flicker of real unease crept into his chest.The photo didn't do him justice, he thought.Noah had spent his whole life being told he was the best-looking man in any given room. Seeing Damon in person was, uncomfortably, the first real challenge to that assumption.He didn't approach their table. Instead, he took a seat nearby, watching Claire with an unreadable, simmering intensity.Claire, meanwhile, was deep in easy conversation with Damon, both of them relaxed, the atmosphere between them warm and comfortable.Then she glanced up and spotted Noah seated not far away, watching them.Her stomach droppe