บททั้งหมดของ Ex-Husband’s Nemesis: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Chapter 11 Jake’s POV As I grabbed the steering wheel and drove out of the Sinclair estate, I wondered—did Jason know the gravity of what he had gotten himself into? Andrea was the daughter of one of the most influential men in the city. It just didn’t make sense that he would do what he had done to her. Knowing the kind of man Jason was—someone who did everything for his selfish interests—he would have used her to his advantage. Being Sinclair’s son-in-law would have boosted his ego in the elite world. There was a missing piece in this puzzle, and Andrea was my answer. The conversation I had with Andrea in the garden played in my mind—the way she looked at me, frustrated, curious, and even a little bit amused. Her beauty still shone, but the innocence in her eyes was no longer there. Instead, I saw pain, anger, and something else—strength. That strength was what I needed. I tapped my fingers against the steering wheel. I had saved her, but not out of kindness. No, my reasons

Chapter 13The time to meet Jake finally came. I had been on edge since the call, and my curiosity was still getting the best of me. I didn’t like the fact that just hearing Jason’s name still made me uneasy. It felt like, even though he wasn’t here with me, I was still giving him some kind of control over me. How else could I explain the anxiety rushing through me since I talked to Jake yesterday?After a quick shower, I picked a simple red top and blue jeans from my wardrobe. I didn’t want it to look like I was putting in too much effort. I glanced at my face in the mirror. I no longer looked as pale as I did when I first got home. My skin had some color again. I packed my hair into a neat ponytail, applied a little foundation and gloss, and I was set to go.As soon as I locked my room, I saw my mother standing right in front of me.“Are you going somewhere, baby?” she asked, looking at me with curiosity.“Yes, Mom. I have a meeting with Jake,” I answered.Her lips curled into a tea

Chapter 15A light tap on my shoulder pulled me back from sleep.“Ma’am, we’re home.”My eyes opened slowly. Paul stood by the car door, waiting. I didn’t even realize when I had dozed off.I sat up, rubbing my eyes. “How long was I asleep?”“Not long. Do you want me to get an umbrella?” Paul asked.I shook my head. “No, I’m fine. And thanks for today.”“You don’t have to thank me, ma. Just doing my job,” Paul answered with his usual calm expression.I stepped out of the car, greeted by a cool breeze. A light drizzle was falling, making the ground smell fresh and earthy.“Andrea, darling.”I turned to see my mother standing at the front door, smiling warmly.“Hi, Mom,” I replied, forcing a small smile.“I heard the car drive in, and I just knew it had to be you,” she said, walking forward. “I’m sure you’re cold, darling. Go get changed, and I’ll make some hot tea for you.”I nodded and made my way upstairs. Once inside my room, I shut the door and leaned against it. The quiet was nice

Chapter 17 I sat in my father’s study room, staring at the folder he had given me. I had asked him for some materials about the company before meeting with the board. I wanted to get myself ready. The folder was filled with company reports, market analysis, and upcoming projects. I had spent the last few hours going through them, trying to familiarize myself with the business I was stepping into.The Sinclair Corporation wasn’t just any normal company. It was an empire that had been passed from generation to generation, and now it was in my hands. It was a huge responsibility that needed my commitment. I had been trying to avoid this path all these years, wanting to make a name for myself on my own terms. But now, things have changed. I needed power, and this was the first step toward reclaiming control of my life.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts.“Come in,” I called.The door opened, and my mother stepped in, carrying a tray with a cup of juice and some cookies.“I th

Chapter 19 I followed Jake down the hallway. To my surprise, he didn’t say much, he kept a straight face as we walked. The office was large, with glass walls separating different departments. Everyone looked busy with their tasks—some typing away on their computers, while others discussed work in low voices. But the moment I passed them, the atmosphere shifted. People turned, stealing glances at me. Their whispers grew softer, their eyes filled with curiosity, hesitation… and something else. I could hear them. “That’s her… Jason’s ex-wife.” “I heard she cheated on him and lost her mind.” “Why is she here?” “Didn’t she disappear after the scandal?” I kept walking, my face blank, my posture straight. None of this surprised me—I had prepared myself. People would talk. The lies Jason spread about me had already been planted in their minds. Bad news always spreads faster than the truth. But beneath the whispers, I sensed something else. Fear. They gossiped, but not lou