All Chapters of The Scorned Wife Finds Love Again: Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

The weekend was a whirlwind of chaos and emotions. I spent most of it packing, shoving my life into suitcases and boxes without much of a plan. I just knew I couldn’t be there when Dan returned. Not another second under the same roof with him.Anna and Cheryl from the charity organization kept calling, their numbers flashing on my screen again and again, their texts piling up. They wanted to know why I hadn’t shown up for the charity organization meeting we’d planned for the weekend. But I couldn’t face them, not now, not until I figured out how to put my fractured life back together. So, I didn’t answer.When I finally made the call to my mom, I could feel the anxiety gnawing at the edges of my resolve. It rang twice before she picked up, her voice cheerful. “Amber, hi, sweetie. How are you?”“Mom…” My voice cracked, and I had to take a deep breath to steady myself. “I… I need to ask you something.”There was a pause on the other end. “What’s going on?”“Can I come stay with you for

One of the things I hadn’t fully considered about working for Liam was how much the closeness would affect me. The way his presence stirred something in me, something I had been trying to push away whenever I was close to him. Something I wasn’t ready to face.It’s been a week since I took him up on his offer and became his assistant. And while I’d started to get a handle on his schedule thanks to his secretary’s patient guidance, there was one thing I couldn’t control: the magnetic pull I felt every time we were alone.Around him, I felt a strange mix of ease and tension. Liam was a good boss and a good friend too. But there was something about him that set my heart racing; those piercing eyes of his that seemed to see through me, the quiet authority in his voice that seemed to seep through my skin every time he spoke. His presence made me want things I had no business wanting.I’d been fighting it with everything I had. Not only was my divorce far from finalized, but I couldn’t imag

AmberLiam wouldn’t leave me alone no matter how hard I tried to push him away. The harder I pushed, the closer he got, and he never failed to make it known that he was going nowhere.I’ve stopped trying now because, deep down, I don’t want him to go. Even though part of me feels like I should be running the other way, I can’t seem to keep him at a distance.He insisted on driving me home after work every day, and I had to fight him off from trying to pick me up in the mornings too. We’re not technically dating, and the last thing I want is my colleagues thinking otherwise.Now we were seated in his car, parked in front of Mom’s house. It’s become a ritual of some sort, Liam drops me off, and we spend at least ten minutes in his car talking about anything and everything.“So what are your plans for the weekend?” He asked, turning to look at me.“It all depends,” I replied, my breath catching slightly at the intense way he looked at me.He had ditched his suit jacket earlier in the day