CHAPTER 11: ONE MONTH

"I'm coming," I said.I did not wait for him to answer. I hung up and stood there with the phone in my hand, my heart beating so hard it hurt."Madam?" Mrs. Bell was already at my side. "Should I call Grant?""No. Thank you. I'll take a taxi."I did not know why I said it. Maybe I did not want Damien to know yet. Maybe I wanted to face this alone, the way I faced everything else.The taxi ride took twenty minutes. I counted every one. I watched the streets go by, the coffee shops, the bus stops, the same old city. Everything looked normal. It felt wrong, like the whole world should have stopped.The office was on the second floor of a narrow old building, above a flower shop. I had walked up those stairs every morning for three years. Today they felt a hundred steps long.When I pushed open the glass door, the room went quiet.My coworkers sat at their desks, frozen, pretending to type. Nobody looked at me. But I knew they had all seen the post. Their faces had the same careful blankn

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CHAPTER 12: THE LOBBY

The car stopped in front of the tower.Through the glass doors, I could see Ryan clearly. He was standing near the front desk with his hands in his pockets, looking at his phone. He was smiling to himself. I knew that smile. It was the one he wore when he thought he had won."Stay here," Damien said."No."He looked at me."I want to see it," I said. My voice was small, but I meant it. "He did this to me. I want to be there."Damien looked at me for a few seconds. Then he nodded once. "Then keep the box. Do not say anything. Let me talk.""Okay."Grant opened the door. I stepped out onto the pavement, holding my little box with the plant and the chipped mug. I felt silly. I was in a plain cotton dress and old shoes, walking into the tallest building in the city.Damien walked in front of me. He did not rush. He pushed the glass doors open and the whole lobby changed.It was like someone had pressed pause. The receptionists stopped typing. A man carrying coffee stopped in the middle of

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CHAPTER 13: THE NEW MRS. ASHFORD

I read the message once.*Don't be fooled by the soup. Ask your husband why he really chose you.*I looked at it for maybe three seconds. Then I rolled my eyes, deleted it, and blocked the number.Please. It was probably Sabrina. Or some bored stranger from the comments. I had a whole day of being pulled apart by people who wanted me to feel small. I was not going to give one more of them my sleep.I turned off the lamp and slept better than I had in a week.The next morning, I woke up angry at my own closet.I stood in front of it in my socks, looking at the two cheap sweaters and one plain cotton dress I had bought at the mall. Everything was gray or beige. Everything looked like it belonged to someone who was trying not to be seen.Yesterday, a whole lobby full of people looked at me and saw a girl holding a cardboard box.I was done with that."Mrs. Bell?" I found her in the kitchen, polishing a silver spoon. "I need your help."She looked up and smiled like she had been waiting f

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All Chapters of My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband Now: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

CHAPTER 11: ONE MONTH

CHAPTER 12: THE LOBBY

CHAPTER 13: THE NEW MRS. ASHFORD