All Chapters of Her Redemption : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Amanda sat on the couch in her lavish living room, idly scrolling through her Twitter feed on her smartphone. As she scrolled past the usual array of celebrity gossip and fashion trends, a particular headline caught her eye. "Billionaire Damien spotted with mysterious new belle at exclusive gala. Who is the lucky lady stealing his heart? #Damien #Seraphina #GoldenGala".Curiosity piqued, Amanda clicked on the link, her heart pounding with anticipation. A series of photos appeared on her screen, depicting Seraphina and Damien together at the Golden Gala, their faces illuminated by the glare of camera flashes. They looked like the picture-perfect couple, smiling and poised as they navigated the red carpet.Amanda's breath caught in her throat as she read the words, her mind struggling to process the implications of what she was seeing. Seraphina? Gala? Damien? The pieces clicked together in Amanda's mind like a jigsaw puzzle snapping into place, revealing a picture she had never anti

The next day, the atmosphere in the opulent living room of Alexander’s mansion crackled with tension as he stood facing Amanda, his expression steely and determined. Amanda, visibly taken aback by the intensity of his demeanor, swallowed nervously, sensing the gravity of the situation. “It’s time for you to go, Amanda,” Alexander’s voice was firm, each word carrying the weight of his resolve. “I can’t continue living like this, trapped in a loveless marriage of deceit and manipulation.” Amanda’s eyes widened in shock, disbelief etched across her features as she struggled to process his words. “But Alexander,” she stammered, her voice trembling with uncertainty, “where will I go? This is my home.” Alexander’s jaw tightened as he fought to maintain his composure. “Your home?” he scoffed, his tone tinged with bitterness. “This house may be mine, but it’s never been a home with you in it. You’ve made sure of that.” Amanda’s desperation mounted as she pleaded, “Please, Alexander, don’t do

As we made our way into the busy exhibition hall, my eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected sight of Alexander at the entrance. "OMG!" I gasped softly, my hand instinctively tightening around Damien's arm.My initial joy was short-lived when I spotted him at the entrance. I just wanted to go home immediately!Damien turned to me, a quizzical look in his eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked, concern lacing his voice.I forced a smile, trying to mask my unease. "Nothing, I almost tripped," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. But inside, turmoil raged, and I prayed that Damien wouldn't sense the tension radiating from me.When Alex and I locked eyes, a strong wave of nerves and disgust washed over me. Memories of our tumultuous relationship flooded my mind, filling me with unease. Damien, preoccupied with the surrounding artwork, didn’t notice the tension radiating from me.Feeling paralyzed by the unexpected encounter, I averted my gaze, unable to bear facing Alex after everythi

As I stood outside Damien's door, my heart pounded with anticipation and trepidation. The tension between us had been palpable since we returned home from the art exhibition, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. With a deep breath, I raised my hand to knock, steeling myself for whatever response awaited me on the other side.I rapped my knuckles against the polished wood, the sound echoing through the quiet hallway. For a moment, there was silence, and my heart sank with the weight of uncertainty. Was Damien even home? Had he retreated into solitude, leaving me to grapple with my thoughts alone?Just as I began to consider turning away, the door creaked open, revealing Damien's stoic figure on the other side. His expression was unreadable, a mask of indifference that sent a shiver down my spine. I opened my mouth to speak, but he cut me off before I could utter a word."I need some time alone," he said curtly, his tone final and unyielding. Without waiting f

I stood in Damien’s bedroom doorway, my heart pounding with uncertainty as I met Damien’s gaze. “Damien, I—”“Damien what!? Save it, Seraphina.” He cuts me off, his voice low and intenseHe strides past me, his movements tense and controlled, leaving me feeling like I'm walking on eggshells."Damien, please," I called after him, my voice tinged with desperation. "We need to talk about this."But Damien doesn’t stop. He continues on his path, disappearing into the depths of the house, leaving me standing alone in the doorway, my heart heavy with uncertainty.I enter Damien’s study, my heart still racing from our explosive argument. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed, fists clenched, jaw set."Damien, we need to talk, please." I say, my voice trembling.He looks up, anger flashing in his eyes. "Oh, now you want to talk?""Please, just hear me out," I plead.He scoffs. "Fine, make it quick. I don’t have all day."Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I continue, "Look, I understand wh