Semua Bab Ex-Wife Craves Revenge : Bab 111 - Bab 120

His Own Battles (Mira’s POV)I was about to walk back to the room when Alex’s voice stopped me.“I’ll support you if you want to leave,” he said.I turned to look at him. His expression was unreadable, but his voice held no resistance. It was as if he had accepted my decision.“But Mira,” he continued, “don’t think I was hiding anything from you.”I swallowed, searching his face for any sign of hesitation. “Then tell me everything I want to know.”Alex didn’t hesitate. He nodded. “Ask me.”I took a deep breath. There was one question that had been on my mind for years, something I had never truly understood.“Why didn’t you want to marry me when our families arranged the marriage?” My voice was quiet, but the words felt heavy. “I know you went from happy to cold real quick. What was the reason?”A tense silence stretched between us. Alex said nothing, his lips pressed into a thin line. His eyes darkened as if he were lost in thoughts he didn’t want to revisit.I waited, but when it b

Trapped by Fate(Mira’s POV)The morning sun cast a soft glow across the dining table as I sat beside Josh, helping him with his school assignment. His little brows furrowed in concentration as he wrote down an answer, and I couldn’t help but smile at how much he had grown. He was so smart, so determined—just like his father.No, not like his father.Like the man I wished had been his father.I pushed the thought aside and focused on the task at hand. I had to tell him. There was no way around it.“Josh, sweetheart,” I said gently.“Hmm?” he hummed without looking up.“We’re leaving for Paris today.”His pencil stopped moving. His head snapped up to look at me, his brown eyes filled with shock. “What?”I hesitated. I should have said it differently, softened the blow. But there was no easy way to tell him that I was uprooting his life because of my fear.“Why are we leaving?” he asked, his voice small. Then his eyes widened in realization. “But my competition—my national swimming comp

Mira’s POVThe sun had barely begun to rise when I woke up, the soft warmth of the sheets wrapped around me. For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, my mind swirling with everything that had happened in the past few hours. Aaron’s call. The dinner invitation. The unexpected conversation with the men who had once been sent to kill me but the memories of me and alex’s intimate moments made it feel less of a burden I sighed and sat up, running my hands through my hair. I had made up my mind. I wasn’t going to run anymore. I wasn’t going to hide. If Aaron thought he could scare me into submission, he was wrong.I got out of bed, wrapped a robe around myself, and made my way to Alex’s study,I found him near the window, already awake, a cup of coffee in his hand. He looked deep in thought, but when he saw me, he smirked.“Did you sleep well?” he asked, his voice low and warm.I nodded. “Yeah. But I’ve been thinking.”He raised an eyebrow. “About?”I took a deep breath. “The

Mira’s POVOlivia had left earlier with a promise to get back to me with some information. When she called me back, her voice was different, a little more unsure than usual.“Mira, I’m not sure about this. It feels like everything is moving so fast, and I can’t help but wonder if we can trust these men.” Olivia’s words lingered in the air as I leaned back in my chair. The weight of the situation had started to settle over me.I knew exactly what she meant. It felt too good to be true that these men—who had been a part of Aaron’s inner circle, who had supported him for so long—were suddenly on my side. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that if this was going to happen, I needed to take control and handle it the way I always did: strategically.“Olivia, show me the reports,” I said, my voice firm but calm.There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Olivia responded. “Okay, I’ll have someone bring them to you. Just… Mira, make sure you’re really ready

Mira’s POVThe morning of the family event came faster than I wanted. If it were up to me, I wouldn’t have attended at all, but Aaron had sent a reminder message, probably hoping to intimidate me into showing up. I wasn’t the same woman he used to control. If anything, this was the perfect opportunity to make a statement.I focused on getting Josh ready first, helping him with his little tuxedo. “You look so handsome,” I said, adjusting his bow tie.Josh grinned. “I know,” he said confidently. “But why do I have to wear this? It’s too tight.”“Because it’s a formal event,” I said. “Besides, you match with Alex.”At that moment, Alex walked in, dressed in a sleek black tuxedo. He took one look at Josh, then at me, and smirked. “Did we all just decide to ignore the dress code?”I turned back to the mirror and admired my red dress. It was bold, fiery, and a complete rebellion against the expected white. “I guess so,” I said, shrugging. “White isn’t really my color.”Josh laughed. “Dad’s