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CHAPTER FIFTEEN: MY FUTURE DAUGHTER-IN-LAW
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2025-03-08 23:57:41
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Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER SIXTEEN: EDUCATED GUESSES
MAVERICK I had come running to the hospital the moment I got word from my men that my father was there. Of course, he was. Of course, he was going to pull his usual manipulative bullshit on Iris.I expected nothing less than that.But what I hadn’t expected was Iris suggesting that we move in together before the wedding date. I knew her to an extent, and I’d thought that she would need her own space at least until the wedding.Not that I was complaining. It was actually a relief.But I wasn't about to make it easy on her.She was giving me nothing—just that same defiant look that had been there since the night I met her.“Why?” I asked, my voice even.Iris crossed her arms, shifting under my gaze. Her lower lip was jutted out in a slight pout.“B-because…” she stuttered, avoiding my eyes. “I mean we’re getting married anyway, so we… might as well move in together. No need to wait.”My gaze flicked to her mouth as she chewed on her lower lip distractedly. Iris made the most attractive
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IRIS A ring. A fucking ring.I had known this was coming. Of course, I had. This was all part of the plan, the arrangement, the show we were putting on for the world to watch.But somehow, sitting in Maverick’s car as he drove us to one of the most exclusive jewelry stores in Seattle, I felt like I was walking into a trap. Or maybe, I was setting the trap myself.Maverick’s car was too quiet. Too still.I was still a bit shaken over Quentin’s visit. Quentin had already planted a seed of doubt. And I was fairly sure that he wasn’t the only one who had a feeling that it wasn’t a real marriage.Moving in with Maverick would change that, and—more importantly— also protect my daughter. Still, I hated this.“You’re quiet,” Maverick finally said, turning his head to glance at me.I hated how easily he played his part. Hated that he was so calm while the inside of my head was a fucking mess.And I was the one who had been married before.The irony was glaring.I kept facing forward even as
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IRIS “What do you mean he’s coming here?” Megan practically shouted, her voice filled with alarm.I groaned, rubbing my forehead. “He’s coming here to pick me up, Meg. I’m freaking the fuck out!”When I told Maverick that I didn't need his help packing, he continued to insist and insist, stating numerous bullshit reasons that didn't even make any sense.“Iris, it would be strange if I didn't help my fiance move in. You’re not doing this alone.”He said he was going to be the one to bring me to my new home.I scoffed. Home. As if.Now all that was on my mind was how I was going to prevent him from entering the house, because he was definitely going to know that there was a baby in the house.Above all, I didn't know how to feel about leaving my daughter. I had planned to spend a lot of time with her when I got back from my Amsterdam trip, but life had other plans. And now I was going to have to be away from her just so I wouldn't raise suspicion.“What do I do?” I asked Megan.“Um…” s
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IRIS Maverick’s sharp, calculating gaze zeroed in on the picture.My breath hitched and I exchanged panicked glances with Megan, racking my brain for an explanation that would fit.His expression didn't change at first, but I knew him well enough by now to notice the subtle shift. The tightening of his jaw.Maverick took a step closer to the photo. My stomach dropped.“Whose baby is this?” His voice was too calm. Too steady. If I didn't come up with a reasonable explanation right away, I was going to start hyperventilating. Already, my breath was coming out in short pants.Calm down, Iris. Fucking think.Before I could scramble for a response, Megan swooped in like the goddamn superhero she was.“Oh, that’s my daughter!” She chirped casually, moving to stand beside me. “Isn’t she adorable? Iris loves taking pictures with her.”I was so close to falling to my knees and worshipping Megan.Maverick turned, studying her with that same unreadable intensity.“You have a child?” he asked he
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MAVERICK I wanted to say no. I should have. I really should have asked my father to shove his fucking invitation up his ass. And later, when I would be telling the story to Dwayne, he was going to give me hell for accepting the invitation.Impromptu, might I add. That was something I never did.But something told me that this was a test. It was impossible to tell what was going on in my father’s head, and quite frankly, I didn't want to know. But he was cooking something. Iris moving in this early made so much fucking sense now. My father was going to go through the ends of the fucking earth to try to prove that what Iris and I had wasn’t real.I couldn't let him do that.Speaking of Iris…I turned just in time to see her descending the staircase in a long, flowing black dress that hugged her in all the right places, highlighting every dip, every curve, every fucking thing that made her undeniably beautiful.This was something I would never admit to Iris, but I was the one who pick
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-10Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: THE WORST FUCKING DINNER
IRIS I should have had something to eat before coming here.It wasn’t that the food looked bad—because holy shit, it didn't. The dining table had been set with crystal glasses, gold-plated silverware… Everything looked expensive. Exquisite.But the problem wasn't the food. It was the company.In all honesty, I’d only been here not more than twice as I wasn’t invited a lot by Quentin. Quentin had never liked me.He sat at the head of the table, his expression neutral. Across from me sat Sebastian, expression smug as ever, like he knew something I didn't.And beside him, Eleanor.I had to fight the sickening urge to grab a butter knife and stab her just for breathing in my direction.But I didn't. Instead, I did the only rational thing that was going to help me deal with the Sinclairs.I poured myself a glass of red vintage wine.Maverick’s hand landed subtly on mine before I could lift it to my lips. I turned to glare at him.“Pace yourself,” he warned, his voice low. “You haven't sta
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MAVERICK I leaned against the car, my hands clasped together on the roof as I exhaled slowly through my nose.Breathing exercises did nothing to ease the irritation pulsing through my veins. My fingers were itching to curl into fists again.I should have hit him. I should have fucking hit him. But with Iris’s hand on my arm, hitting Sebastian’s smug fucking face would have put her in danger too.And I would’ve given Sebastian exactly what he wanted.A reaction.“Fuck,” I cursed, letting out another slow breath. Then, glancing at the backseat, I sighed.Iris lay in the backseat, her cheeks flushed from her wine and her lashes fluttering as she fought the drowsy effects. She was quiet now, but too quiet.Bringing her to this dinner was a fucking bad idea, and we knew that.I wasn’t angry at her for drinking and ignoring my warnings. I understood why she did it.But watching Iris down glass after glass brought back memories I had buried so deep in my mind.With a sigh, I climbed into th
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IRIS The sound of something shattering woke me up from sleep.I sat upright, my pulse racing. I pressed my head against my forehead and looked around the room.It was still dark, and my mind was still a bit foggy from the wine, but I could think more clearly now.And then it happened again and again. Dull heavy thuds, followed by the unmistakable sound of something being destroyed. I threw the covers off, pulling one of my t-shirts on. My bare feet hit the cold floor as I rushed toward the noise. I followed the sound down the hall, my heart sinking into my stomach.Whatever was going on, whatever Maverick was doing, was hurting him.And then I saw it. The door to Maverick’s bedroom was slightly open, the dim lights from his bedside lamp didn't reveal much, but as I pushed the door open without hesitation, I saw EVERYTHING.The floor was a mess. Everything ranging from one of the bedside lamps and the furniture was turned upside down. My breath caught when I saw Maverick.He stood i
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IRIS My throat dried instantly, and my body froze. Maverick’s eyes remained locked on me, unmoving, unreadable.Terrifyingly calm.My fingers trembled as I bent down to pick the papers up, stuffing them haphazardly into the envelope in my lap. There was really no need for this. I had been caught.But I was too afraid to look at him. Too terrified.What did he know? How much had he found out?“I–I–I was just…” I stuttered, getting out of the car slowly. “I saw the envelope earlier and I just… I got curious.”Maverick’s jaw ticked, and he stepped further into the garage. His hair was damp as though he’d just showered, and he had on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt.And he had another envelope in his hand.“You got curious,” he repeated, coming to a stop in front of me.I leaned against the car, my hands shaking beside me. I felt so small, so guilty standing in front of the father of my child, afraid that he’d just found out the one thing I didn’t want him to.I swallowed. “Yeah.” My
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IRIS My stomach twisted. Who was he talking about? And who was Owens?Just then, Maverick turned around and saw me standing there. The only evidence of his surprise was the sleek arch of his eyebrows. “Alright,” he said, his gaze not leaving mine. “Gotta go.”He hung up, slipping the phone into his pocket as he walked toward me. “Eavesdropping, Iris?” “Not intentionally,” I replied as he opened the passenger side door for me. “You just sounded…intense.”As I slid into the seat, I spotted a dark brown envelope on Maverick’s seat, a few papers were sticking out of it, and I was about to reach for it when Maverick suddenly appeared at the driver’s seat.And in one swift move, tossed the folder over his folder into the backseat like it was nothing.My brows furrowed. “What is that?”“Work,” he said simply, adjusting his seatbelt, but something told me he was avoiding my eyes. “Nothing important.”I tilted my head as he reversed out of the parking lot. “Didn’t look like nothing,” I coul
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT: SO FUCKING CLOSE
IRIS My knees no longer wanted any part of this.Maverick was thrusting into me with so much fervor, my knees were shaking, threatening to give way under me. I was delirious with pleasure, unable to even look at my reflection in the mirror.One of his hands came around my neck, pulling my upper body back toward him, so my back was arched. “Just look at you, Angel,” he hissed into my ear. “Look at how sexy you look taking my cock like a good girl.”I gasped as my eyes met his in the mirror. Maverick’s pupils were really dark now, dilated with lust. His hair, thick and messy, fell over his forehead, making him look like some kind of sex god.“Mmmhm—”“Such a good girl for me only when you want me inside you. You’ve got no sense of self-respect, have you?”I swallowed thickly as he applied pressure to my neck.“Maveri—”“Such a pretty slut for me,” he growled, increasing his pace. “A lying slut, that’s what you are. But you’re mine, aren’t you? You can’t get enough of me, can’t stay aw
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IRIS I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Didn’t know why all of a sudden, I was needy for Maverick when I was supposed to be hating him for what he did to me. But there was nothing else that I could do. Except show him how much I needed his cock right this moment. This wasn’t exactly the ideal place to fuck, but who cares? He was Maverick fucking Sinclair. He could do whatever he wanted. “It’s not exactly a big deal, Maverick,” I said, heaving a sigh. “There’s not an exact reason. And it’s just a casual dinner party. You don’t really need an excuse to throw one, do you?” Maverick tightened his grip around me. “No, I don’t.” I wanted to confess that it was Ryan who had put me up to this, but I wasn’t sure how that would go. And I had a feeling that I wasn't supposed to. Not when my daughter was involved. “Also,” I murmured. “It’ll be held in the Sinclair estate, right?” “Yeah.” Maverick tilted his head. “That’s where most parties are held.” He was hesitating. He really did
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MAVERICK It was all I could do not to rush over to Iris, yank that sexy wedding dress up, shift her panties to the side and slide into her wet heat. My hands were curled into fists, and my jaw was clenched hard, but I didn’t take my eyes off her.She looked… exquisite.“Mr. Sinclair,” Chloe, Iris’s assistant for the day, announced heartily. “We were just finishing up. Do you—”“Leave us,” I cut in, still keeping my eyes fixed on my fiance’s through the mirror. Her own expression was defiant, eyes looking into mine like she wanted to kill me.Well, if looks could kill…The two women scurried out of the dressing room, leaving me and Iris all alone. This close, I could feel the anger radiating off her body, taking up the space in the room.“What are you doing here?” She snapped.My lips pulled down in a frown. “You said we needed to talk,” I said. “I’m here now.”Iris scoffed, finally turning around to look at me. Her hair was curled in waves that fell over her right shoulder, and she
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE: TOO BRIDAL
IRIS The moment I stepped back into the building, Chloe was all over me. “Oh my gosh, Miss Blake!” she breathed. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. I thought I lost you.” I narrowed my eyes at her. She seemed too worried. Way too worried. “I’m not a child, Chloe. You can’t ‘lose me.’” Something about the wild look in her eyes made me a little wary. Why the hell was she so worried that I would disappear? That I would… run away? What did Maverick put her up to? “Are you alright, Chloe?” I asked, observing the red tinting her cheeks. “You seem a little flustered.” Chloe shook her head aggressively. “No—I mean, yes, I’m alright. It’s just… I was asked to watch you closely, and when I came out of the bathroom and didn’t see you anywhere, I thought the worst. I’m sorry.” She bowed her head as she confessed, embarrassed. I ground my teeth together so hard, they could chip away. Chloe had just confessed to being my babysitter—as directed by Maverick. The sly bastard. He’d treated
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR: BABY GIRL
IRIS My skin tingled, I wasn’t sure whether it was from the unfinished massage or Eleanor’s presence. But whatever it was, I was ready to leave.However, as I walked through the hallway, my phone buzzed in my hand. I quickly took it out, expecting to see a text from Maverick because he hadn’t replied, but what I saw had me halting on the spot.‘Hope you’re enjoying your spa day, Iris Blake.’My heart dropped into my stomach. It was a text from the same unknown number that had messaged me weeks ago.Another text came in.‘I think we’re long overdue for a talk, aren’t we? I’m in a black car across the street. Meet me there.’‘Make sure your pretty little assistant is unaware. You don’t want your fiance finding out, do you?.’My ears rang as sweat began to break out of my skin. Whoever this stranger was, he wanted to speak to me. And as wary as I was of the situation, I wanted to know what this person wanted to say.And even more important, I wanted to know who it was.“Chloe,” I called
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE: WOMAN TO WOMAN
IRIS “So you’re stalking me now?”Eleanor shrugged, strutting into the room and dropping her bag beside mine. She had on a blue maxi-dress that clung to her body, her blond hair was curled in waves and she had a pair of sunglasses perched on her head.My eyes darted to her stomach. She hadn’t started showing yet. But her skin was glowing and she had a wicked smile on her face. This would be her second child with Sebastian. “Who’s to say I am?” she replied, looking around the room. “Wedding preparations?”“What the hell are you doing here, Eleanor?” I asked, folding my arms.She tilted her head, tapping her finger to her chin as though she was considering my question. “Couple massage, obviously.”“What?” My brows shot up. “We’re not a couple.”She smirked. “Oh, I know. That’s what makes it fun.”I narrowed my eyes at her, ready to ask the masseuse to send Eleanor out, but on a second thought, I let her be. Eleanor was always planning something. Always up to something. Maybe this time
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO: WEDDING JITTERS
IRIS Every single step I took downstairs was a reminder of the night Maverick and I had. And with that, came the reminder of him abandoning me on the gym floor. I didn’t know how long I stayed there.An hour? Maybe two?All I knew was that Maverick wasn’t in the house when I finally found the strength to get up. And he wasn’t around right now.I didn’t have a shred of dignity left in me. Maverick had taken it, snatched it from me in the most brutal way ever, and I’d let him without even questioning him.“Lovely morning, Iris,” Tania’s cheery voice greeted me from the kitchen. She was pouring herself a cup of coffee. “Mav said you might sleep in today. Want some coffee?”“Thanks,” I muttered when she slid the mug in front of me. Well, at least he had the guts to mention me to Tania.‘Might sleep in today.’ The thought made me scoff.“Are you alright?” she asked, studying the expression on my face. “Need me to whip you up some breakfast? You look exhausted.”I raised my eyes to meet Ta
