Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

{Nathan’s POV}My fingers tapped rhythmically against the steering wheel as I drove through the quiet streets, my thoughts tangled in the weight of what I was about to say. The decision had been sitting heavy on my chest for weeks, and after endless deliberation, and my mother’s persistent reminders that it was time for me to settle down, I knew I couldn't keep it to myself any longer.Beside me, Martha sat with her head resting lightly against the armrest, her gaze distant as she stared out the window. The soft glow of passing streetlights illuminated her face, casting a serene yet pensive expression.“My love,” I said, glancing at her before returning my focus to the road. “You’ve been quiet since we left the diner. Is something bothering you?”She turned to me, her brown eyes meeting mine with an intensity that sent a warmth through my chest. Then, she smiled—soft, genuine, and cheeky, the kind that always made my heart do an involuntary flip.“No, I’m just thinking about how far w

{Martha's POV}"Come, baby," he urged softly."Please." I felt dizzy, drunk off the pleasure, my entire world narrowing to his hips.He released me suddenly, reaching behind him to grab my legs, flipping me around so I lay flat on the sofa with my legs still encircling his shoulders. He slowly pressed against my core, his length parting me slightly. I groaned helplessly as he began to thrust in and out.My hands fisted in the couch cushions as I tried to fight back the overwhelming wave of pleasure. My back arched as my body convulsed beneath him, tears pricking my eyes. I was close, I knew I was close, but Nathan held me back, holding himself still, his expression unreadable.After a few moments, he gradually increased his pace, his eyes closing tightly as he pushed into me hard. His lips brushed against my ear as he growled, “Martha, come, now.”The last word was all the motivation I needed. With a shaky inhale, I came hard, my body clenching and releasing in a series of quivers. I

{Martha’s POV}I didn’t respond to Mrs. Henderson’s words as I tried to think of a way out of this situation. I should have known the text wasn’t from Peter, it was too perfectly worded, too inviting. But it was too late now. I had walked right into Rachel and her evil mother-in-law’s trap.Rachel scoffed, arms crossed as she eyed me from head to toe. “I knew it from the start. You’re Martha Stewart.” Her lips curled in satisfaction. “You’ve managed to fool everyone with your fake identity.”Mrs. Henderson’s sharp blue eyes flickered with the same shock that was painted across Rachel’s face. “How did you loose so much weight?” she asked, her voice laced with disdain. “Nathan must have performed surgery on you to make you look this way.”I swallowed hard, forcing down the bile rising in my throat. They gawked at me like I was some sort of spectacle, their whispers hissing between them like venomous snakes. Rachel circled me, her manicured fingers tapping against her chin as if she were

{Martha’s POV}“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked myself for the fifth time, staring at my reflection in the mirror.My jaw tensed, and my palms grew clammy as I grabbed the red lipstick from the vanity, swiping it across my lips with precision. The bold color made me feel powerful, at least, that’s what I was trying to convince myself. My neatly curled hair framed my face perfectly, but as I pushed some strands to the front, my stomach twisted.“I have to do this,” I whispered, though the words left a bitter taste in my mouth. My throat felt dry as I swallowed hard.Grabbing my purse from the bed, I turned toward the door, inhaling deeply before stepping out.As I descended the stairs, Carolina walked in, carrying a grocery bag. The moment she saw me, she froze, her jaw dropping slightly as she lowered the bag to the floor.“Gosh, Martha,” she gasped, taking a slow step forward, her eyes scanning me from head to toe.Panic flickered inside me. Was something off? Had I overdr

{Nathan's POV}Carolina clasped her hands together, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “Okay, okay. First of all, wow, Nathan. This ring is stunning.” Her eyes shimmered with excitement as she examined the diamond, but then her enthusiasm dimmed slightly. “But… are you sure Martha is ready for this?”That question made me pause.“I know she’s been through a lot,” Carolina continued carefully. “She’s still healing. Are you absolutely sure she won’t feel pressured?”I sighed, leaning against the counter, rubbing my fingers along the velvet box. “That’s why I want it to be a surprise. I don’t want her to feel forced into anything. I just want to show her that I’m here, that I’m in this for the long run.”Carolina studied me for a long moment, her expression unreadable, before nodding slowly. “Okay. Then the best surprise is… no surprise.”I frowned. “What do you mean?”She smirked. “The fact that she’s not expecting this is already a surprise. You don’t need some grand, over-the-top prop