All Chapters of Rejected Me Once, Never Fool Me Twice: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Istand behind the counter of my shop, a wave of pride washes over me.Just a month in, and customers were already trickling through the door, each one a reminder that I am building something meaningful.I can feel the warmth of my accomplishment, the promise of a fresh start.My encounter with Ruine still lingers in my mind. I am still surprised, I didn't have a melt down right there, Infront of him. But I am proud that I held my head up high while I was trembling within.The bell above the door jingles, and my heart sinks as I look up to see Ciara strutting in like she owns the place.“Well, well, look at you, Casma. Nice little shop you’ve got here,” she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.I can see the smug satisfaction in her eyes, and for a moment, I feel the familiar anger bubbling inside me.She always had a way of getting under my skin, but I refuse to give her the satisfaction of a reaction.“Thanks, Ciara. I’m really proud of what I’ve built,” I reply, forcing a smile. I

After leaving the place I knew I had to make things right with Casma, and the first step was to end his marriage with Ciara. I gathered my courage and filed for divorce, but I quickly realized that Ciara wasn’t going down without a fight. "What the fuck is this Ruine? We had an agreement. No divorce until I get my sister's company! I am not accepting this" Ciara yells following me around the house. "I want a divorce Ciara and Cecily left the company to me and my daughter. I am not just going to stand there and let you have it" I tell her."Oh. You can't take my money away from me. The company belongs to me!" She yells."Watch me" I tell her and leave the house. As I sat in his office, staring at the divorce papers, I could almost hear Ciara’s voice echoing in his mind. “You think you can just walk away from this? You owe me, Ruine!” Each word felt like a reminder of the battle ahead. I had to prepare myself for the emotional turmoil that was coming. Ciara was not just going to le

As I stood there, the golden sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the serene landscape. The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore created a perfect backdrop for what I was about to do. My heart raced as I rehearsed the words in my mind, each syllable filled with the weight of my emotions. I had been waiting for this moment, and now it was finally here.Casma stood beside me, her laughter ringing like music in my ears. Every time I looked at her, I was reminded of how lucky I was to have her in my life. She was my confidante, my partner in crime, and the love of my life. I could still remember the first time we met, how her smile lit up the room and how effortlessly we connected. It felt like we had known each other for a lifetime, and every moment since then had only deepened my feelings for her.As we walked along the beach, I felt a sense of calm wash over me, but the nerves were still there, bubbling beneath the su

As I stood in the living room of my new home, the sound of laughter and chatter filled the air, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. It was a vibrant tapestry of family and friends, each thread woven into the fabric of our lives. Today, we were celebrating not just the arrival of my miracle triplets—two boys and a little girl—but the love that had brought us all together.Ruine and I decided to name them, Kiara, Nikolai and ColeI could hardly believe that just a few weeks ago, I had endured the most brutal labor of my life. The pain had been overwhelming, but the moment I held my babies in my arms, all of that faded away. They were perfect, tiny bundles of joy that completed our family in ways I never thought possible. The boys, with their dark curls and bright eyes, were already showing their personalities, while our little girl, a delicate beauty, had a quiet strength that reminded me so much of Ruine.Now, as I looked around the room, I felt a surge of gratitude. My son and his

The morning sun filtered through the grand windows of our home, casting a warm glow across the living room. I could hear the tiny, quick footsteps of our two-year-old triplets pattering across the wooden floors. Kiara, Nikolai, and Cole were bundles of endless energy, their laughter filling every corner of our house.Ruine sat on the floor with them, attempting to build a block tower, but Cole found more excitement in knocking it down, causing a chorus of giggles. I stood by the kitchen island, sipping my much-needed coffee, watching my husband embrace the chaos with a smile on his face.“I think he just likes the destruction aspect more than the building part,” Ruine mused, shaking his head as Cole gleefully clapped at the fallen blocks.I chuckled. “You mean like his father?” I teased, setting my cup down and walking over to join them.Ruine smirked. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”Despite the joy of spending time with our children, today was going to be a challenging one. New York