All Chapters of RISING EX WIFE : Love Me Again Mrs Graves: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51Sara's Point of ViewThe evening sky was turning dark as I waited for Max in his study. My heart beat fast, nerves curling in my stomach, but I pushed them down. Tonight, I’d say what I’d held back for so long. Tonight, I’d make him see that I was ready to be everything for him, if only he’d let me.Finally, the door creaked open, and Max walked in, his face as cold and unreadable as ever. He barely glanced at me, his attention locked on some papers he’d brought in.“Max,” I said, voice soft yet steady.He looked up, clearly caught off guard. “What is it, Sara? I thought we discussed everything earlier.”But I shook my head. “No, Max. We haven’t discussed this,” I replied, stepping closer. I gathered all the courage I could, knowing I couldn’t keep living like this, clinging to some fragile hope that one day, he’d love me. “Max, I… I think it’s time we took the next step. Let’s get married.”The silence that followed was thick and icy, chilling me down to my bones. Max's fa

Chapter 53 :Max's Point of ViewI couldn't move from Sara's doorway. My feet felt stuck to the floor, heavy like stones. The room was so quiet I could hear the old clock on her wall, tick-tick-ticking away. Sara stood there, hugging herself tight, watching me like she was afraid I'd disappear if she blinked.I had to say something. The silence was too much."Sara." My voice came out rough, like I hadn't used it in days. I had to start over. "Sara, there's this party tomorrow night. A business thing." I stopped, watching her face change as she listened. "I need to go, and... well, maybe you'd like to come with me."Her whole face changed. It was like watching someone turn on all the lights in a dark house. But there was fear there too. I could see it in the way her hands shook a little, in how she bit her lip before speaking."You want me to come with you?" She said it so softly, like she was afraid speaking too loud would make the invitation disappear. "Really?""Yeah." I tried to k

Chapter 55EVA'S point of view Whispers filled the grand hall as I walked through the crowd with Uncle Josh by my side. People were staring at me, their voices a low hum. But I kept my head up, my heart steady, no matter how heavy their looks felt.Then I saw him. Maximilian.He was standing near the bar, looking sharp in a dark suit. He was the same powerful, cold man I remembered. But he wasn't alone. My heart sank when I saw her - Sara, my stepsister, my husband's lover. She was clinging to Max's arm, laughing softly, running her fingers over his sleeve. She had no idea I was there. Until our eyes met.The laughter died on Sara's lips. Her face went pale as she stared at me, like she'd seen a ghost. Max followed her gaze and looked right at me. For a moment, everything seemed to freeze.I made myself keep walking forward, closing the distance between us. I could see the shock in Max's eyes, the disbelief he couldn't hide. For once, I felt like I had the upper hand."Surprised to s

Chapter 57Sara’s Point of ViewI stormed into the house, slamming the door behind me as hard as I could, the loud crash echoing through the empty hallway. The rage boiling inside me needed an outlet, and this was only the beginning. How dare she! Eva, that miserable excuse for a sister, had the audacity to humiliate me in front of everyone, including Max. My mind spun with the memory of her smug face, that smug little smile. She was supposed to be broken, ashamed, a shadow of her former self after everything I’d done to her. But somehow, she’d found the nerve to rise up and face me.I grabbed the nearest vase and threw it against the wall. It shattered, pieces scattering across the floor like my fury, but it wasn’t enough. I swiped everything off my dresser, letting the bottles and trinkets clatter to the ground. The noise felt satisfying, almost therapeutic, but it couldn’t erase the humiliating sting of her words, her slap, her cold confidence that left me feeling exposed.My bedro

Chapter 59: Eva's Point of ViewMy heart was beating so fast I thought it might burst right out of my chest. Here I was, standing in front of the huge glass building that meant everything to my family. My grandmother had started this company with nothing but hope and hard work. She'd turned it from a tiny office into this massive tower that seemed to touch the sky. Now it was my turn to take care of it.I couldn't stop fidgeting with my clothes straightening my dark blue blazer, checking if my shirt was still tucked in right. My hands wouldn't stop shaking no matter how many deep breaths I took. After all the horrible things I'd been through being thrown in jail for something I didn't do, fighting day and night to prove I was innocent, losing almost everyone I thought cared about me this moment felt like something I'd only see in my dreams.The morning sun hit the building's windows just right, making them shine like a thousand diamonds. I must have fixed my hair about twenty times