All Chapters of HER REVENGE AFTER DIVORCE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 031City lights rolled past the cab window and I clenched my phone, Jervis’s address illuminating on the screen. My hands shook; I couldn’t tell if it was from the cold or the fear clawing at my insides. Every headlight behind us sent my heart racing, and every shadow outside the car felt alive. Was someone following me? Was my mind unraveling completely, or?I hesitated when the cab pulled up to his building, scanning the street for anything suspicious. I leaned nearer to the window, and my breath fogged the glass. Nothing. Silence, and the occasional hum of a passing car. I quickly paid the driver and dashed into the lobby clutched tight, his coat about me as if it could guard me from the paranoia climbing up my back.The anticipation of the elevator ride to Jervis's penthouse was palpable, with each floor's ding causing me to tremble. The doors finally slid open, letting the warmth of the hallway glow. I knocked softly, half hoping he wouldn’t hear, half praying he’d open im

CHAPTER 033The dim light from the kitchen cast long shadows across the room, and I sat on the edge of my couch. The past few weeks had left me tangled up in a mess of thoughts. But Rowan’s behavior was not changed in a comforting way. It wasn’t love or even regret; it was calculated. Every gesture, every gift, came when I started to pull away. He was luring me back, giving me moments of warmth just to keep me tethered.How could I have missed the pattern of the flowers after our fight, the necklace on the day I met Jervis? It wasn’t kindness. It was control.A sharp knock startled me from the door. I opened my heart to my throat, but no one was there. A small package sat on the welcome mat instead. I carefully picked it up, unwrapping it slowly with trembling fingers. Inside was a sleek new phone. Its screen lit up as I touched it, displaying a single message: For emergencies.Every nerve in my body on edge, I set it down on the counter as if it might explode. I instinctively knew wh

CHAPTER 035A heavy, deliberate knock at the door jolted through my chest. My hand gripped the edge of the kitchen counter as if it could anchor me, and I froze. I already knew who it was. Rowan was always the most perfect, the most calculated. I paused, wondering if I should open the door or act as if I wasn’t home. The second knock, harder and more demanding, was the one that made me move.He was standing there, his blue eyes burning against the dim light of the hallway, when I opened the door. Impeccably dressed, he looked like he hadn’t slept in days. He stood in the doorway, and for a moment I couldn’t speak."Are you going to let me in, or do we need to have this conversation where the whole building can hear?" His tone was calm, even casual, but there was weight in his voice that made me take a step back, mindlessly.Not waiting for an invitation, he stepped inside and brushed past me with a confidence that meant I could hardly breathe in the space. My pulse quickened, and I cl

CHAPTER 037The last face I wanted to see was Rowan’s when I opened my door. There he was, tall and standing unyielding, his sharp blue eyes boring into mine. He didn’t wait for an invitation; he stepped inside as if he belonged here. He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation. But it was too late.The voice was calm, too calm, so he said, “We need to talk.” The atmosphere surrounding him was charged, akin to the onset of a storm.Reluctantly, I shut the door, but not in agreement. I shot back, my tone sharper than I meant to be, “I don’t think we have anything left to say.”Rowan turned to me, his face blank. “Sarah, you’re making a mistake.” His voice was steady, but there was something darker laced in it, and he stepped closer. Do you think you can fight me with those papers? Trust Jervis to protect you? “You have no idea what you’re dealing with.”I folded my arms across my chest, trying to hide my fear deep down where he couldn’t see it. “I know exactly what I’m dealing

CHAPTER 039Rowan's arrival hit me hard. His knock wasn’t loud, but it still cut through the walls of my apartment, through my thoughts. Dread and frustration collided inside me, and my hand hovered over the doorknob. I knew it was him without having to open the door. Somehow, I always knew.I finally turned the knob, and there he was, calm but commanding, his blue eyes pinning me in place as if I were caught in some invisible snare. “We need to talk,” he said. It wasn’t a request.He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, brushing past me and the smell of him, as familiar to me as his face was familiar. I slammed the door a little too hard, hoping he could hear the frustration in the sound.I crossed my arms over my chest and snapped, “I told you to stay away.” “You can’t just keep coming in like this.”His gaze swept over the room, and Rowan ignored my words. His presence made my small apartment seem even smaller. He spun around to face me, resting against the wall as if