LOGINShare
Chapter 40
Last Updated:
2025-04-17 00:13:41
Related chapters
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 41
Lucas.His name flared in her mind like a ghost she’d worked so hard to forget.His face was exactly how she remembered it, too composed, too confident, too familiar in all the wrong ways.That slight smirk that once made her weak now only unsettled her.He looked like he didn’t have a single regret in the world.“Vera,” he said, voice low, controlled, as if they were still close. As if no time had passed.She didn’t say anything.She couldn’t.Her fingers tightened on the edge of the door, her body unmoving as her heart kicked hard against her ribs.Behind her, Asher stepped into view.And just like that… the past and the present collided.Vera’s mouth parted slightly, but still, nothing came out.Lucas hadn’t come to cause trouble.At least, that’s what he told himself when he stood outside Vera’s apartment, rehearsing the words he thought might bring her back.He would say her name. Say he missed her. That it had all been a mistake. That Camilla was never the one. That he had only
Last Updated : 2025-04-17Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 42
The ache in his eyes was real. Maybe even the words were true. But they weren’t enough anymore.“I loved you, Lucas,” she said quietly, eyes burning. “I did. But I’m not that girl anymore. You broke her. And the woman I am now? She’s trying to heal. She’s trying to move forward.”“With him?”Her throat worked as she swallowed.“Yes.”Lucas’s eyes fell. His shoulders sagged as if the admission stole the last bit of fight from him. “You really think he’s not going to break you too?”“He hasn’t,” she replied simply. “He sees me. All of me. Not the convenient version. Not the one he has to hide.”Lucas looked away, jaw tight, hands balled into fists at his sides.“I gave you everything,” she added softly. “My time. My love. My trust. And when it mattered, you gave it to someone else. So don’t come here now asking me to wait. I already did.”There was a silence so heavy it made her breath shallow.Then, without looking back, Lucas murmured, “I was too late, wasn’t I?”Vera didn’t speak. Sh
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 43
Lucas had never hated someone the way he hated that man in that moment. Not for anything he’d done, yet, but for the place he now occupied. The place Lucas had once taken for granted.The space next to Vera.The space meant for someone who saw her.Chose her.Fought for her.And Lucas hadn’t done any of those things when it had mattered.He closed his eyes, tilting his head back against the headrest. Regret was a bitter thing. It didn’t burn like anger or freeze like grief. It sat low and heavy in the gut, reminding you of every second you thought you had more time.“I was a coward,” he muttered to himself, the words foreign on his tongue, but true.He had chosen Camilla. Chosen safety. Image. Legacy. The things his father valued.The things that came with weighty expectations and carefully constructed futures. But none of it had felt real.Not like Vera.Vera, who could laugh even when the world tried to break her.Vera, who always stood her ground, even when it trembled beneath her.
Last Updated : 2025-04-19Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 44
Lucas stared blankly ahead, knuckles tightening on the wheel again.That was the thing with Camilla, she never needed to shout to cut deep. Her weapon was power. Influence. Access. And she wielded it with the precision of someone born with a silver dagger in her hand.He had once admired her for it.Now, he felt like he was choking on it.“You don’t have to remind me,” he said quietly.“Good. Because I don’t want a broken engagement scandal when the Langfords are already having a meltdown over Asher Donovan picking your ex girlfriend over their spoiled daughter.”Lucas couldn’t help the bitter smile tugging at his lips. “So you’re more upset about optics than the fact I was with someone else?”“I’m upset that you’re not playing your part,” Camilla snapped. “You know what’s expected of us. You agreed. You don’t get to grow a conscience now, Lucas. Not when it’s too late.”Too late.The words echoed in his head, matching the hollow feeling in his chest.He didn’t reply.There was no poi
Last Updated : 2025-04-19Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 45
Morning arrived slowly.The soft golden rays of sunlight crept between the curtains, casting delicate shadows across the bedroom.Everything was still, quiet, gentle, wrapped in the afterglow of a night that had shifted something unspoken between them.Asher stirred first.His lashes fluttered as consciousness slowly returned, and his body instinctively curled tighter into the warmth beside him.It wasn’t a dream. Vera was still there. Her back rested against his chest, and their legs remained tangled under the sheets.Her hair smelled faintly of vanilla and lavender, and her soft breathing created a rhythm that soothed the last remnants of sleep from his mind.He didn’t want to move.Didn’t want to risk waking her.So instead, he just lay there, letting his thumb lazily draw circles along her hip beneath the blanket, marveling quietly at how natural this all felt.Like this was always meant to happen.Like they hadn’t started as strangers forced into something they didn’t choose.Lik
Last Updated : 2025-04-19Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 46
Is it true he was seen with another woman at the last event?Is Asher Donovan done with the Langfords?The questions floated through the air like smoke, and Sarah, no longer able to keep her composure, excused herself from the group she was pretending to laugh with.She stormed down one of the private hallways of the Alden estate, her heels clicking furiously on marble.Pulling out her phone, she dialed Asher again.Voicemail.Just like the other six times.“Damn you, Asher,” she hissed, her voice low but seething.She didn’t leave a message. He didn’t deserve one. Not after this public humiliation.Not after everything she’d done to claw her way back into his life.She had suffered, endured whispers and pity, and swallowed her pride after that disastrous night at the previous banquet, when he’d shown up with her. That little nobody. Vera.And now he skipped this?He hadn’t even sent a message, not even a fabricated excuse.Sarah leaned against the cool wall, breathing hard as her min
Last Updated : 2025-04-19Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 47
Asher now sat on the edge of the bed, freshly showered and sipping from the mug of coffee he’d made earlier.Vera had just stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and towel drying her hair, when she paused and looked at him, really looked at him.There was a shift between them now. A softness. An unspoken understanding.“I need to tell you something,” she said gently, her voice steady despite the hesitation that lingered in her eyes.Asher raised an eyebrow, setting his mug down and patting the space beside him. “I’m listening.”She padded over and sat down beside him, still warm from the shower.She looked down at her fingers for a moment before glancing up to meet his gaze.“You remember when I disappeared on you for a bit… when I didn’t open the door?”Asher nodded slowly, his expression unreadable.Vera exhaled. “That morning, I got a call. From someone named Eliza Renner.”“The name doesn’t ring a bell,” Asher said, tilting his head.“She’s the personal assistant to Elena
Last Updated : 2025-04-19Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 48
The drive to the mall was smoother than Vera expected, but she still kept shooting sideways glances at Asher as he hummed quietly behind the wheel, one hand lazily on the steering while the other drummed rhythmically on his thigh.He looked far too relaxed for someone headed to a business meeting.“You’re humming,” she finally said, breaking the silence.“I do that when I’m in a good mood,” he replied easily, flicking on his indicator as he turned into the underground parking lot of one of the most luxurious shopping centers in the city.She raised an eyebrow. “You were humming last night too. When we were cooking.”“I was humming because I wasn’t thinking about anything else except being there with you,” he said, cutting the engine with a grin.Vera blinked. He just said that like it was nothing, like it didn’t make her insides do that fluttering thing she hated to admit to.Asher stepped out of the car and came around to open her door before she could reach for the handle. “Come on.
Last Updated : 2025-04-20
Latest chapter
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 65
Meanwhile…Vera’s Apartment, Late AfternoonAsher sat on the couch in sweatpants and a fitted black tee, Vera’s head resting on his lap while her fingers lazily played with his.A half eaten box of Chinese takeout was perched on the coffee table, and the hum of a soft playlist filled the room.“Don’t you have somewhere important to be?” Vera asked, teasing, eyes closed as she nuzzled into the fabric of his shirt.Asher smirked, brushing her hair back from her face. “I am somewhere important.”She opened one eye, giving him a playful look. “That sounds dangerously close to cheesy.”“It was cheesy,” he admitted, grinning. “But also true.”She smiled, but he could see the worry creeping into her eyes, faint, but there. “I’m not… ruining things for you, am I?”His fingers stilled.He tilted her chin up so she was looking at him. “Vera, the only thing you’re ruining is my ability to focus on anything that’s not you.”She snorted, but her cheeks pinked.“I mean it,” he added, voice soft. “Y
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 64
Donovan Estate, Morning Conference RoomThe large oak doors slammed shut, rattling the glass paneling in their frames as Richard Donovan threw the morning newspaper down onto the polished table.The headline was bold, brash, and unforgiving.“Heir Apparent or Scandal Magnet? Asher Donovan’s Wild Romp With Mystery Girl Continues!”The full page spread showed high quality photos from the golf course, Vera in Asher’s arms on the dance floor, and a slightly blurry, but no less damning, shot of the two of them kissing under neon lights at the club.“We’re a goddamn joke!” Richard barked, his hand slamming down on the wood. “Is this what he thinks representing this family looks like?! Playing house with some girl who showed up out of nowhere and parading around town like a celebrity?!”Across the table, Evelyn Donovan sat, her lips pursed tightly as she stared at the photo with icy silence.Dressed immaculately in a cream silk blouse and pearls, she looked calm. But the grip she had on her
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 63
Asher walked over without a word, sitting beside her.His hand gently found hers.“Was that about… your mother?” he asked softly.She nodded, her voice nearly a whisper. “She’s dying.”Asher’s jaw clenched, but not out of anger, out of restraint. He was careful not to push, to let her speak at her own pace.“Her assistant. Eliza Renner. Said she was on her deathbed and asking for me,” Vera murmured, voice trembling. “I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t even know how to feel. These people gave me away, and now they want me to just… show up at her bedside like nothing happened?”She looked up at him, her eyes glassy. “I just… I don’t want to open that door unless I’m ready. And I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready.”“I get it,” he said, and then he chuckled softly, surprising her.“What?” she asked, frowning.“I just remembered something,” he said, shaking his head. “The Sterling family… they’re not exactly known for their timing. Or sincerity.”Vera’s eyes narrowed slightly.“Let’s just s
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 62
Back in the living room, Asher sat at Vera’s small dining table, his laptop open, eyes fixed on a presentation slide he’d been tweaking for the past twenty minutes.It wasn’t that it needed adjusting, he just needed something to do with his hands, something to anchor him as the world around them buzzed with chaos.His phone buzzed again on the table beside him, lighting up for the third time in under five minutes.Sarah Langford.The name flashed in bold, her contact photo, an old professional shot, looking more and more like a ghost from a different life. Asher watched it ring, expression unreadable, jaw ticking slightly.He didn’t answer.Instead, he picked up his coffee mug, took a sip, and returned to reviewing the same bullet point he’d already reread too many times.The phone rang again.Sarah Langford.Again.He reached out this time, not to answer, but to mute the call, dragging the volume bar all the way down before tossing the device back onto the table with a careless flick
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 61
It was surreal.This man, this sharp, untouchable heir, sitting on her worn couch, working like he belonged there. Like he’d done it a hundred times.And then she saw the tray on the coffee table.Two plates. Toast. Scrambled eggs. A small bowl of fruit. And, was that...?“Did you… make lunch?” she croaked.Asher looked up instantly, his face softening as his eyes landed on her. “Hey,” he said, setting his laptop aside. “You’re awake. How do you feel?”“Like a blender exploded inside my skull,” she muttered, rubbing her temples. “Wait. You cooked?”He chuckled. “Don’t sound so surprised. I’m not completely useless.”She wandered closer, cautiously sitting beside him. “Wow. My kitchen must be traumatized.”“I think I won it over,” he said with mock pride, pushing the plate toward her. “Eat. You’ll feel better.”She looked at the food, touched beyond words, then slowly met his eyes. “You stayed…”“Of course,” he replied, more serious now. “You think I’d just leave you after last night?
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 60
Lucas stared at his phone, the screen now black after the call abruptly ended.His fingers tightened around the device until his knuckles went white, his jaw clenched so hard it hurt."Asher," he spat the name like venom, as if it had a bitter taste on his tongue. The anger burned through him like wildfire, raw and scorching.He had poured his heart into that voicemail, pleaded, apologized, laid everything bare. And it hadn’t even reached Vera.No. It had reached him.Asher Donovan.Of all people."Son of a bitch," Lucas growled, slamming the phone against the counch so hard it bounced back with a dull thud. His chest rose and fell quickly as his breaths came out sharp and fast.He could still hear Asher’s voice, cool and calculated, playing back in his head like a taunt.You had your chance. And you threw it away.The words echoed louder than they should have. Because they were true.He had made his choice. And it had been the wrong one.Now Vera was in Asher’s bed. In his life. Mayb
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 59
The ride home was quiet. Vera remained curled in her seat, her fingers twitching now and then like she was dreaming.Once they got to her apartment, Asher carefully lifted her into his arms again, carrying her up and unlocking the door with the key she’d given him just that morning.The lights inside were soft, the space warm, hers.He took her straight to the bedroom, setting her down gently on the mattress.She stirred, murmuring something incoherent.“Shh, sleep,” he whispered, pulling a light blanket over her.But just as he was about to leave, her hand reached out and grabbed his.“Stay.”He looked down at her, eyes already closed again, her expression peaceful.He nodded once, slowly.“Okay,” he whispered, pulling a chair closer beside her bed. But before he could sit, her grip tightened.“No, not there,” she mumbled. “Here.”She patted the space beside her.He hesitated for only a second, then kicked off his shoes and eased down beside her.She immediately turned into him, curl
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 58
Lucas sat in the quiet of his penthouse, the city lights casting pale golden streaks across the glass windows, but the warmth they should have offered was lost on him.The bottle of scotch on the table remained untouched, the glass beside it full, forgotten.He’d poured it earlier, hoping maybe the burn would numb the ache in his chest, but instead, all he did was sit there, unmoving, haunted by every memory of her.Vera.Her laugh still echoed in his ears, sharp, unfiltered, and real.It used to be his favorite sound. Now, it was a ghost. A ghost that haunted every corner of this silent room, of this life he thought he’d chosen for the right reasons.He leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, phone in hand.Her name glowed on the screen like a lifeline he wasn’t sure he deserved to grab onto again.Vera Sinclair.His Vera, at least, she used to be.He clenched his jaw, thumb hovering over the call button. It was late, just past midnight.She was probably asleep. Tired. Peaceful.
Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B Chapter 57
The bouncer at the entrance, who had recognized Asher on sight, had immediately led them up to the VVIP section. Away from the chaos. Behind tinted glass. Plush velvet couches, bottle service, dimmed lighting, and enough privacy to feel like gods watching mortals below.But after just a few minutes, Vera was already fidgeting.“This is boring,” she muttered, sipping a glass of champagne with a little grimace. “I thought we came here to celebrate, not supervise people like we’re the bored royalty.”Asher, seated beside her with one arm slung across the back of the couch, quirked a brow. “That’s exactly what this section is for. To drink, observe, and not get trampled on by college kids grinding to bad remixes.”She turned to him, eyes bright and mischievous. “But that’s the fun part. Come on, Asher.”He gave her a long look, as if trying to decipher her seriousness. “You want to go down there?”She grinned. “We didn’t come all this way to sit and sip. You promised me fun.”“I said yes
