Semua Bab Chased by my Ex Husband: Bab 101 - Bab 110

GraceTristin doesn’t pick up.I glance at my phone for the third time, the call screen mocking me with its persistent silence. He always answers. Even if he is busy, even if I am calling at the most inconvenient times. He always answers.But not today.He must be angrier than I thought.A deep sigh escapes my lips as I let my phone drop onto the seat beside me. The unease in my chest grows. I lean back against the leather seat, pressing my fingers to my temple.Why are things spiraling out of control?“ Ma’am. ” My driver’s voice breaks me out of the trance. “ We have arrived. ”The towering building of RB stands before me. Its intimidating height looms over the city, an unspoken testament to the Roberto family’s wealth.I step out of the car, adjusting the strap of my bag on my shoulder. I feel kind of…nervous. It’s been so long since I have felt like this. To think I am nervous to see Tristin is…so weird.Without giving it much thought, I stroll inside the building and take the e

GraceIf you trust him, why would you ask him something you don’t believe he can do? That voice whispers in my head again. My conscience refuses to let me ask such absurd questions from him.I sigh, closing my eyes for a moment. “ I went to that meeting in CBA today, and there I met Mona. I am sure you must know her. ”I open my eyes, and Tristin is there, staring at me, silently urging me to continue. I lick my lips and slip closer to him.My heart pounds like crazy, trying to break out of my ribcages. “ She lost the bid, and she was throwing a tantrum. ”Tristin will never undermine me, I repeat to myself like a mantra.“ Can you believe it? ” I huff, my muscles loosening. There is no nervousness in Tristin’s eyes, so I must be overthinking it. “ she said I used you and your power to get that power. She said I am undeserving and only rely on my husband to get everything. Of course, I told her that she was spitting nonsense. There is no way you will do something like this without tel

GraceAfter getting out of his office, I called Talia. I told her to inform CBA about our unavailability. We can’t do this project, so they should hire someone else—someone like Mona.At first, Talia sounded confused and refused to call CBA right away, but a reminder from me about her position made her do the work I needed. Just an hour later, Mona started calling my phone. I knew she was calling to sound smug or maybe mock me again, so I didn’t pick up. Without thinking about anything else, I just came home like I had told Tristin.Now, after spending a whole day just sitting in the Greenhouse and staring at the white and purple flowers I had come to love…I still don’t feel any better. Tristin’s words keep ringing in my head.But even I can’t deny that whatever he said was true to some extent. That’s what’s making my chest ache.Before Sebastian was born, I had convinced myself that life with Tristin would be happy ever after. But now that I have a son, fears have started taking o

Tristin“ Mr. Roberto, we did what you asked of us. We made sure Mrs. Roberto was given a fair chance. We only gave her the project after seeing her idea presentation. Mrs. Roberto is good at her work, and we were happy to have such talent on our team… ” The man in front of me keeps ranting. I watch him with no interest in my eyes. “ why didn’t you assure her then? You should have let her know that she got that project because she was good at her work and not because I asked you to give her a fair chance at the competition. ”“ It’s not my fault, Mr. Roberto. ” He says, and wipes the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. “ you are our biggest investor. We kept it a secret and followed all protocols to not hurt Mrs. Roberto’s pride. But that Mona Alfonso…She threw a tantrum. I heard she has someone big backing her up, and that’s why she was so smug when she insulted Mrs. Roberto and… ”He pauses when he notices me staring at him intently. I watch as the CEO of the CBA, Julian Me

GraceThe music from the club thunders in my ears, but I barely focus on it. My attention is drawn towards the private room that is Tristin’s usual spot. I make up my mind about everything I will tell him. I will start by telling him that such projects are not as important as the trust between us. We don’t need to fight over such things and get angry at each other. Then, we can talk about everything that he has been keeping inside him. Yes—that’s the way. Mom says that communication saves relationships, and she has learned it the hard way. So, I should not let go of that important lesson.As I near the door, my heart starts pounding. What if he yells at me again?For a moment, I hesitate. I told him we should stay away from each other for a while, but I am the one running to him after just a few hours.This is so embarrassing. But no embarrassment is worse than the cold silence between us, I tell myself. Just as I reach the door, I find it open. When I peek inside, all thoughts dis