All Chapters of HORNY BOSS: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

VERA’S POV I took Tim to see Santa Claus when our number was finally called. He was practically bouncing with excitement as he climbed onto the man’s lap to receive his gift. I smiled warmly as he ran back to me, holding the wrapped packages like they were pure gold. I unwrapped them for him, unveiling the toys and treats inside. The onlookers clapped, and I received a few nods and cheerful applause for how happy he looked. Holding his small hand tightly, I led him back toward the spot where we’d last seen Jack and Monica. But when we got there, they were gone. None of them were anywhere in sight. My heart sank, the joy draining from me as my imagination went wild. A pang of jealousy stabbed through me like ice. What if Jack was still in love with Monica? She could have seduced him the moment I stepped away, just like the first time I saw her. That woman was bold, polished, and provocative. They could be kissing right now. Or worse... making plans to get back together. Jesus Chri

VERA'S POV When a warm drop landed on my shoulder, I looked up at his face. Jack was blinking fast, fighting his tears back. If there’s one thing I learned from my father, it’s this: when a man cries because someone broke his heart, the woman just lost the best thing that ever happened to her. Whatever was hurting Jack, one thing was clear: he’d held it in for too long. And now, here he was, letting it out, with me. That made me feel special. He wasn’t hiding anymore. He told me exactly how he felt. "It wasn’t your fault, Jack. I told you before, right? You were sick. Marriage is for better or worse! I know that if she had been in your shoes, you would've stayed and helped her heal!" I snapped, hurt on his behalf. What am I even saying? Monica and Jack made the same vows my parents did. And yet, both marriages ended almost the same way. Didn’t my parents promise to stay together in sickness and in health, until death? So why did they give up on each other? Couldn’t they have sa

VERA'S POV "Oh my goodness! Did you see the way he's looking at her?" Hannah said to Victoria. "Too obvious! If Evans ever looked at me like that, I would melt right away!" Victoria added, cupping her face playfully. "You two, please stop it!" I giggled, my cheeks warm. I tried to stop laughing at the nonsense they were saying, but they were too much. Only God knows what Jack thinks I’m laughing at since he can’t seem to take his eyes off me. "Look at her blushing! Her cheeks are burning!" Victoria teased. Just then, my phone beeped. I checked it and was surprised to see a message from Nathan. Honestly, I hadn’t thought about him much lately. I still couldn’t figure out if he was my friend or my enemy. I must be the worst neighbor ever! Or maybe he is. I haven’t checked on him in ages. I’ve left everything in Jack’s hands, especially getting my son back. Jack doesn’t keep me updated, but I trust he’s doing something. I excused myself to call Nathan. If he really was the enemy,

JACKSON’S POV I wanted to believe Monica. God knows I did. But after everything, I just couldn’t fall for her lies again. She looked genuinely confused when Vera first mentioned the red envelope and the lily flower, but then, she also claimed she was the one who sent it and said no one could change that. Like it didn’t matter who it hurt. Like she had won. For a second, as I stared into her eyes, I saw something, maybe innocence, maybe regret. But I looked away quickly, pretending to check my wristwatch. As if time had any meaning to me right now. “Don’t take me for a fool, Monica,” I said, my voice low and heavy. “People change and you changed when I was stuck in that hospital bed. I don’t even recognize you anymore.” She scoffed, wiping her face with the back of her hand. “Too bad, Jackson. You changed too. Just so you know, someone gave me that envelope on Christmas Eve. I was going to throw it out, but instead, I dumped it on her. It meant nothing to me.” Then she turned arou

JACK'S POV I couldn’t stop thinking about what Monica said, that someone gave her the envelope on Christmas Eve. I needed answers, and the only way to get them was to confront her directly. I wasn’t in the mood for polite talk. I was beyond pissed off. This whole mess? It was on me. If I hadn’t allowed Monica the freedom to come and go in my house as she pleased, Vera wouldn’t be this angry with me and I would still have my child. As I drove into my compound, another thought hit me, I had left Tim alone since morning. I hadn’t heard from Mrs. Briggs either. What if he couldn’t reach her or Max? What if something had gone wrong? I parked at the gate, jumped out of the car, and stormed toward the front door. The living room was empty when I got inside. I was reaching for my phone to call Max when Mrs. Briggs called me first. "Mr. Jack," she said, sounding nervous. "Tim was with me earlier, but Monica picked him up an hour ago." "What?! Shit! Why didn’t you call me before letting h