All Chapters of A Broken Ex Wife's Revenge : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

She kept mulling about it, wondering why Zayn had decided to come all the way to the fashion house for a meeting when the great Zayn Graham never met people out of his comfort zone. The best he could do was to set up the meeting at a diner and spend the first hour eating to his satisfaction before addressing the issue that had brought him there in the first place.Rina had learned in a negotiation class she took a while ago that it was trite to make the other person not only know but understand his place in the meeting. It was a power play, where dominance was boldly asserted. But Zayn took his a tad farther. He just didn’t care about what the other person had to say, since most times, they were the ones who always needed his help.The cab stopped at her regular stop and Rina alighted, not bothering to say thank you. These days, all of them had a foul look on their faces, and some of them even went as far as zooming off the minute they realized she was the one. Rina thought that treat

Rina willed for the car to turn around and leave as fast as possible, but with every second that passed, it seemed to edge closer, oblivious to her plight and the situation she had been plunged into. Her pulse raced as the car stopped right at her entrance, and the lights turned off. “Hmmm,” Kayla murmured, angling her head. “I wonder who that is. One of the producers, perhaps? Do you now allow them access into your home?”“If he has any dignity in him, he would turn back right this instant.” Finn’s tone held a certain edge to it, almost like the thought and scene were getting him angry. If Rina didn’t know any better, she just might have believed that. Rina stared harshly at them, an overwhelming feeling overtaking her to effect an equal level of harm to the one they had made her go through. She wanted to wipe that cocky look off Kayla’s face with all her might, replacing it with the hurt that Kayla seemed to easily dish out. Rina remembered the baby she’d lost, and her anger seeme

Rina was at the fashion house with the new models Joel had brought in to work with her. They needed to put out more content out there and she couldn't do it all alone. With the International Fashion Show in the plans, they had to get the models ready to walk the runway. Rina was going to sit this one out since she wasn't exactly sure she wanted to reveal her face just yet. For some reason, she enjoyed the peace and sanity of being anonymous. She loved reading the comments on Instagram about her being a sensation. The uncertainty of what would happen the moment the world knew her weighed down on her.“Your back is too stiff,” she gently corrected one of the models walking the runway they had created on the fourth floor. It was a large space meant for only the training of the models. Rina still hadn't been able to get over the surprise that had been etched into their features when they walked into the room and met her sitting with her legs crossed, waiting for them.“Oh my God!” The fi

Rina walked back onto the runway with her phone clutched in her palms and her eyes stuck between excitement and anxiety. She sat beside Joel as he rounded up his address with the girls, then appreciated them for their hard work one last time.“We will meet again tomorrow for the last time this week,” she announced to the girls when Joel was done talking. “Rest up. You don’t have to come in early, but I expect us all to be here by 6 pm. Are we fine with that?”“Yes, Powers.”“I understand that this arrangement might be keeping us from a lot of things, and I apologize for that, but the moment we have this fashion show behind us, we can take a week's break to recharge before resuming back at the fashion house. So, let’s give this our best shot for O.S.N fashion house.”The models were fine with that arrangement, ecstatic even. Their debut with the O.S.N fashion house had brought more to them than they could ever have gotten with their infrequent freelance deals and because of that, they

Zayn didn’t go into the cottage like he always did. He leaned over to click off the seatbelt from Rina’s body, feeling her take a sharp deep breath. When he leaned away, her cheeks had turned red, and there was a sudden silence in the air.“You aren’t coming in?” Rina asked quietly when she realized he hadn’t unbuckled his belt too.“No,” he answered, shaking his head. “There’s something I have to do tonight. I’ll call you when I get home.”“Something?” She was being clingy and Rina recognized that fact. But she was unable to help it, and honestly, she wasn’t even trying not to sound or feel clingy. She was just too exhausted from either trying too hard or trying too little.But at the same time, she was certain that it was all going to be over the moment she walked into the cottage. Rina just needed to be out of Zayn’s presence to think straight. There was something about being in his presence that made every other thing melt away. She tended to forget the reason why she needed to pu