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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: DISTRACTIONS AND SNAKES
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2025-03-11 16:31:07
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Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: WORK FOR ME
IRIS It had been hours since I received that text from the unknown number, and frankly, I was so tempted to block the number. I’d texted back: ‘Who is this?’ in the morning, and now it was evening.And I hadn't gotten a reply.It wasn’t that I cared about the text itself. I wasn’t worried that Maverick was a serial killer or anything. He just had a past. A mysterious past. Maverick was the most cryptic person I had ever met, besides myself.It wouldn’t hurt to… get a little information.As if on cue, I heard him coming down the stairs. I sat in the living room, watching as he walked to the kitchen in a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt. Nothing extravagant.And yet, somehow, the sight of him almost made my knees buckle.I hated to admit it, but I’d actually missed his presence while he was at work. Whether Maverick was brooding or in a fairly good mood, it was nice having him around me. Maybe I was just lonely.I stood up, heading towards the kitchen as I watched him warm up some of
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: I’M SO FUCKED
MAVERICK I needed a cold fucking shower.I pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it onto the counter before stepping into the glass enclosure. As soon as the water hit my skin, I exhaled, willing the coolness of the water to help me forget what the fuck just happened downstairs.But it didn't help.Because my body was still tight. Hard. My mind was still consumed by thoughts of Iris Blake.And those damn scrubs.I’d never had a fantasy about fucking a nurse in scrubs until I met Iris.I wanted to tear those fucking pants in the middle and feast on her from behind. And then slide my cock into her waiting pussy.I slammed my bandaged hand against the marble wall, my jaw tightening. Iris.She had gotten under my skin in a way I didn't know how to pull her out.I tried to avoid her. Tried to keep my distance, but somehow I just ended up pissing her off even more and demanding my attention.Tonight, in the kitchen, she just stood there. Challenging me. That sharp fucking mouth of hers dar
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: THE SIREN SOUNDS
IRIS Something was wrong.I could feel it in my bones. There was a tight, suffocating pressure in my chest that refused to ease, and I knew I wasn’t just being paranoid.Megan hadn’t answered my texts.She was always on that thing. Always on her phone, and ever since I moved in with Maverick, we were always texting late into the night. Sometimes even talking on the phone.But now? Megan wasn’t answering my texts. Or calls.And worst of all, Megan had my daughter.I needed to leave. Now.I put some shoes on, taking my phone with me as I hurried out of the room and down the stairs.I tried to be silent. I really did. But my heart was pounding violently against my chest and it had become difficult for me to breathe.I was having a full-on panic attack.I made my way to the kitchen to drink some water and try to calm myself down.I wouldn't be able to do anything for Megan and Amethyst if I was freaking out. But I couldn't stop.I was hunched over the counter, taking deep breaths when I
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER THIRTY: A WHOLE DIFFERENT LEVEL OF FUCKED UP
MAVERICK The only time I’d ever seen Iris like this was the first night we met, when I got out of my car to find her screaming. But even then, it wasn’t like this. Wasn’t as bad as this.She was unraveling right in front of me.Her hands were shaky, her breath coming out in short, shallow pants. Her eyes were wide and glassy, locked on the chaos in front of her.Blue and red lights flashed against the dark sky.There were uniformed officers around, speaking to tenants and taking notes. A few people stood outside, discussing.And then, a figure broke away from the crowd with a baby in her arms.Iris choked out a sob before running forward, straight into Megan’s arms. Megan clutched the sleeping baby to her chest, her face pale.“Oh my God. Oh my God,” Iris kept repeating as she wrapped both Megan and the baby in a trembling embrace. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”Megan nodded multiple times, her breath hitching. “I–I’m okay. We’re okay. I just—” her voice broke and tears gathered in he
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-13Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: EGGS AND CASUAL CONVERSATIONS
IRIS We had one day left until our engagement party.I had been staring at the ceiling for the past hour, replaying last night over and over in my head. The police, the flashing lights, Megan running towards me with my baby in her arms. Megan had risked her life to save my daughter and that was another thing I would never be able to repay her for.And then there was Maverick.The way he handled everything, taking control without hesitation meanwhile I couldn't even think. Seeing him hold his daughter so protectively without even knowing she was his…It had done something to me.But it didn't matter. Because he didn't know, and he would never know.I exhaled sharply, throwing the covers off me. If I stayed in bed any longer, I was going to drive myself insane.I made my way down the stairs to the kitchen to make some breakfast.I wasn’t much of a cook, but breakfast was something I was really good at. I turned on the coffee machine the way Tania taught me to.I’d started to crack the
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-13Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: THE BLACK CARD
IRIS My fingers tightened around my phone, my pulse hammering as I reread the message.‘Are you keeping secrets too, Iris?’Too.That one fucking word made my blood run cold.Something—someone— was watching me, prying into my life. Into my past. Into my biggest secret.And Maverick’s too.I swallowed, my breath shaky as I typed out a reply with trembling fingers.‘Who the fuck is this?’I hit send and stared at the screen, not even expecting a response. The last time I’d received a text from this number, they were warning me about Maverick.This time, they were threatening me.And whoever it was knew something.The seconds dragged on, stretching into a full minute, and then, just as I was about to put my phone down, the screen lit up. Another text had come in.‘Don’t be scared. We all have things to hide. Yours is just more… interesting.’My stomach twisted. My finger hovered over the screen as I thought of what to type. I had no idea what to say in reply.More interesting? What did
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-13Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: TRICKS UP HER SLEEVE
IRIS Maverick’s black card burned a hole in my pocket the entire drive to the stylist’s boutique.I should not have taken it, but Megan would have buried me six feet under if I’d refused to take the card from him.Not that Maverick had given me an option even.“I swear to God,” Megan started from the driver’s seat, her voice dripping with amusement. “You and Maverick are something else.”I scoffed, shifting in my seat. “There is no me and Maverick.”Megan hummed knowingly as she flicked on the turn signal. “Right. That explains why he was looking at you like he wanted to devour you this morning.”“No, he wasn’t,” I groaned, throwing my head back against the headrest. “He was not looking at me like that.”“Uh huh,” she smirked at me, continuing. “And the way you snatched that card from his hand? Baby, I could feel the pure, sexual tension. Felt like I was interrupting.”I rubbed my forehead, already regretting bringing Megan along with me. Today was going to be a long fucking day.Ame
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-14Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR: I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO BUY A DRESS
MAVERICK “I don’t know, man,” Dwayne said, dragging his hand over his beard as he leaned back in his chair. “This whole engagement party thing… it sounds like a fucking nightmare.”I huffed out a laugh, taking a sip of my glass of ginger ale.“Tell me about it.”Dwayne and I were at a private bar that he owned, tucked away somewhere only the wealthy and powerful had access to. But even here, surrounded by expensive liquor and the smell of cigarettes, I couldn’t get Iris out of my head.“Can’t believe I’m even saying this,” Dwayne continued, “but you actually look stressed. What happened to that untouched, cold bastard who didn't give a shit about anything?”I shot him a glare. “He’s still here.”Dwayne smirked. “Right. So how’s the whole ‘marry Iris to take down your family’ thing going? Or is she already getting under your skin?”My jaw clenched. “Stick to your fucking drink, Dwayne.”“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” he said with a chuckle.I didn't respond. What the hell was I suppos
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-14
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Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWO: PROMISE ME
IRIS “What are you going to do?” That was Megan’s question after Dwayne had stormed out. There had been an uncomfortable silence in the room for a while, both Megan and I lost in our thoughts. Me thinking about Maverick and Amethyst, and Megan?Well…“I don’t know,” I answered honestly, crossing my arms in front of my chest as I leaned back in my seat. “Maverick wasn’t exactly clear on what he was going to do to me.”I hated that I sounded bitter when I said that, but I couldn't help it.Maverick was about to do away with me. I was sure of it. This was going to be the end. That, maybe I could deal with. Maybe I could forfeit all the drama and the plans for revenge that we hadn’t even started to go into yet.But, Amethyst?How was I going to beg Maverick not to take her from me? The look in his eyes, him wanting to be alone with her…My greatest fear had come to life. Maverick was going to take Amy from me, and he was probably going to marry Layla because of how attached they were
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE: NO FUCKING WAY
IRIS The first thing I heard as soon as I opened the door to Megan’s room was the soft, steady beeping of the heart monitor.Other than that, it was quiet. Dwayne sat beside her bed, his elbows on his knees, head in his hands. His entire body was tense. Too still.The doctors said that Megan had woken up earlier, but now, she was asleep.“Hey,” I whispered.Dwayne’s head snapped up, and he looked at me warily, then shifted his gaze tp the door like he was expecting someone to come in.“Where’s Maverick?”I took a seat across from him. “With Amethyst.”That answer alone multiplied the tension in the room. Dwayne heaved a sigh, his hand moving to the back of his neck. And when his eyes met mine, he gave me a sheepish smile.“Sorry for my outburst earlier,” he muttered. “I was just—”“Dwayne,” I interrupted. “There’s no need to apologize, okay? I should be the one apologizing.”His eyes widened slightly and I swallowed nervously. “And you were right. This happened because of me. If Me
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED: I’LL SAVE YOU A SEAT
IRIS I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that the moment things went south, Layla would swoop in and try to “fix” things.But that still didn’t soften the hurt that I felt. Seeing Maverick wrap his arms around the girl that so obviously wanted him, was heartbreaking, to say the least. It pulled at something inside of me that shouldn’t have been pulled at all.But I had to remind myself that Maverick wasn’t mine. And that even if he was, I deserved whatever he was dishing out at me right now.Dwayne gave me a short glance, and I could see a hint of… worry or pity in his expression.And then, shaking his head at the scene before us, he disappeared into the corner, heading toward Megan’s room.I should’ve turned around. Should’ve taken one look at Maverick’s arms around her and left without saying a word. But I couldn't.My legs had frozen in place. My lungs refused to work.And my heart?God, my heart was cracking wide open.Layla turned slightly in mavericks arms, noticing me stan
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER NINETY-NINE: SIX FEET UNDER
MAVERICK Fucking hell.I stood outside the hospital, staring at the hood of my car like it had personally betrayed me.My pulse thundered nonstop in my ears and my knuckles ached from how tightly I’d been clenching my fists.I was going to fucking lose itI had a daughter. My own flesh and blood. And Iris Blake had kept her from me.It was funny, really. I didn’t even know if I was mad at her for hiding her in plain sight, or mad at myself for not figuring it out sooner.Before I could realize what I was doing, my fist was coming down against the roof of my car. Hard. I felt the impact from my fist down to my shoulder, but I didn’t care.So fucking stupid. That’s what I was. Too fucking stupid and lenient to dig into a woman who was important to my plan.But then again, maybe I just didn’t want to find out.With a sharp grunt, I started to punch down on my car again, but a voice stopped me short.“Careful there, bro.”I turned to see Dwayne walking toward me, hands in his pockets. He
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT: WORDS LEFT UNSAID
IRIS The expression on Maverick’s face was either going to make me lose my breath, or ruin me. Either way, I was going to die. I shouldn’t have said that. Definitely shouldn’t have included Maverick in the list of the Sinclairs that I didn’t trust, but I couldn’t help it. I just… couldn’t trust him. But I couldn’t also help but feel like I’d made a horrible mistake. Not a mistake as horrible as keeping his daughter from him, but horrible nonetheless. Maverick sneered at me, and in a flash, my back slammed hard against the wall with my hands above my head. Maverick had pinned both my hands against the wall with one of his. “Give me one instance,” he seethed. “One instance where I made you feel like you couldn’t trust me. Where I caused you damage like you say the Sinclairs do.” I didn’t respond. Not because I didn’t want to, or because I couldn't. But because I didn’t have an answer to Maverick’s question. My lips remained parted, but no words came out. His jaw
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN: ALL YOU SINCLAIRS
MAVERICK I knew. Of course I fucking knew. I’d suspected for a long time, but I just didn’t want to find out. Didn’t want to believe that Iris would keep something as serious as this from me. My own daughter. Even after everything that Iris and I had been through, she had kept her from me. Had even fucking begged me not to dig into her. I should’ve. Respecting Iris’s wishes was a decision that I was going to regret for the rest of my life. “Maverick…” Iris’s voice cracked as she trailed off. That was all she could manage at this point. My name. Because there was nothing she could say or do to fix this. Dwayne arched his brow at me. “Yeah,” he muttered through his teeth. “That’s the fucking reaction I’ve been looking for.” Last week, Dwayne had told me that Megan had slipped and said something that hinted at Iris being Amethyst’s mother. I’d though it was a ridiculous mistake because there was no damn way that it was true. That didn’t mean I was able to stop thinking
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER NINETY-SIX: MY BABY
IRIS Megan.My baby.My baby. My baby. My baby.I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t even speak.I was a zombie when Maverick led me to his car. A zombie when he drove, but not oblivious to the worried stares that he kept throwing my way.But before Maverick had even parked the car in front of the hospital, I was already out. Already running inside. The ground was cold beneath my bare feet. At some point, I’d taken my shoes off, and I hadn’t even noticed. I had no idea where they were.“Iris!” I heard Maverick call behind me, but I was already disappearing through the doors. “Wait!”I was a zombie when I walked over to the reception. The nurses looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to say something.Anything.But I couldn’t. Even though my mouth opened, no words came out. My throat, my breathing. It was all constricted. Fear and panic wrapped themselves tightly around my chest, gripping me so harshly. Rendering me speechless.“How can we help you, Miss?”“My…m–my b—”“A w
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE: THE OBSERVER
IRIS “You know, it never really made sense why Layla would dye her hair until I saw you in this dress,” Ryan said as we turned into a corner.His gaze assessed me from top to bottom, and he had a slightly amused smirk on his face. “You look gorgeous, by the way.”I cleared my throat, shifting on my feet. “Thank you.”“I really wish my sister wasn’t so obsessed with that fucking guy. I hope you’ll excuse her shortcomings, Iris.”My brows shot up as I scoffed. “Shortcomings?”Ryan’s perfectly white teeth showed as he grinned, and I realized with a start that he had dimples on both cheeks.There was no doubt about Ryan’s gorgeousness. His blond hair was tousled stylishly and he had on a black button-down shirt that was tucked into same colored slacks.He was handsome in a way that was… rugged. Carefree.And I… was noticing way too much about him.Well, forgive me for being blinded by his smile.“Maybe a little more than shortcomings.” He let out a chuckle. “My sister can be… intense.”I
Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine! CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR: QUENTIN, THE DRUNK
IRIS “Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” I muttered under my breath as Layla catwalked toward us, in the same hair and dress color as me. I mean, I could look past the dress because I didn’t really care about that. But… the hair? Was she that much of a psycho that she would change the color of her hair? “What are you doing, Layla?” I heard Maverick ask as she came to a stop in front of us. Layla assessed me from my head to my toes, an amused smile playing on her lips, and then she turned to Maverick, an innocent, wide-eyed look on her face. “Whatever do you mean, Mav?” Maverick clenched his jaw, his gaze steady as he glared at her. “Layla.” Layla let out a laugh, reaching for her hair to play with the strands. “Oh, you mean this? I wanted to try something new.” She pouted. “Are you upset? I know how much you loved my blonde hair. You said you never wanted me to dye it, remember?” Maverick’s arm tightened around my waist, the only sign that Layla’s taunts were affecti
