All Chapters of Dear Ex, Marry Me : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Chapter 11: His FuryDerek GrantI sat in the back of the sleek black car, the city blurring by as I replayed everything in my mind. My office had felt like a cage, the walls pressing in around me as the weight of everything I had worked for came crashing down. Leilani had made her move, and I was powerless to stop her. She had been so meticulous, so cold, gathering everything she needed to destroy me and she had done it effortlessly.The news of Moore Corporation pulling out had been the final blow. The deal that was supposed to secure my future, the cornerstone of everything I had built, had evaporated because of her. I should have been more careful, I had let my guard down thinking she trusted me enough and she would never try to find out what was happening but I was wrong, she had been planning this and I wondered how long she had the plans going, how long she has been waiting to finally destroy me. I thought I had it all, planned out and figured

Chapter 13: A ThoughtLeilani Moore I was just finishing up the last of my reports for the day when my phone buzzed on the desk. I swiveled around, reaching for it instinctively, and saw Ruth’s name flash across the screen.“Come meet me for a late lunch? I missed you today!”I glanced at the clock, it was two in the afternoon. I should’ve been buried in work, catching up on the endless stream of emails that had piled up while I’d been distracted by everything else in my life. The project site needed attention, and I had yet to review the contractor’s proposals. But then I thought about Ruth. She’d been gone for so long. She had left a hole in my life that I hadn’t even realized until she returned.I know how much this late lunch date will mean to her, she might want to rekindle the old bond between us, I let out a deep breath as I stared at the screen for a moment, my finger hovering over the keys. I wanted to decline. I needed to get things done. But I knew she’d understand. It was

Leilani Moore I had finally come back home, or at least, what used to feel like home. My feet felt like they were moving on their own, each step toward the living room heavier than the last. The silence inside was deafening, yet it felt comforting like a quiet that was just waiting to swallow me whole. As soon as I closed the door behind me, the dam inside me broke. The tears started flowing uncontrollably like a river finally freed from the dam that had been holding it back. I collapsed onto the couch, burying my face in my hands as sobs wracked my body. I felt like I was being suffocated by the weight of everything…the betrayal, the humiliation, the lies. How could Derek do this to me? To us? All those years together, all the love I had given him, and this was how he repaid me? I have tried my best, to control how I felt, and to not lash out up to the point I went to court and requested divorce papers and at this point, I could only let the tears fall. I sniffed and stood up