Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Suzanne’s pov:Guilt was a heavy thing. It sat in my chest like a boulder, suffocating and unrelenting. I had stormed out of Dominic’s study deeply offended, convinced I had been wronged and betrayed. But now, as I sat curled up in bed, staring at my phone, the weight of my assumptions pressed down on me.I had been so sure, so utterly convinced that he was hiding some grand, devastating secret. And yet, the truth had been something else entirely—something deeper, something that spoke of responsibility and loyalty, not betrayal.With a groan, I buried my face in my hands. I jumped to conclusions. Again.Before I could talk myself out of it, I scrolled through my contacts and tapped Stella’s name.She picked up on the second ring. “Well, well, well,” she drawled. “To what do I owe the honour of this late-night confession?”I sighed. “I messed up, Stella.”There was a pause. Then, “Tell me everything.”I did. From the moment I saw the article, to the confrontation in his office, to th

Suzanne’s pov:When he finally plunged his hard cock into my wet vagina, my clitoris arched, they craved filling and he was doing just that.He began slowly, teasing me, while still sucking on my hard tits, I felt helpless yet my body wanted this. “Dominic… oh Dom…”Although my eyes were closed. But when I opened them slightly, gasping for air as his cock hit my cunt, I caught a glimpse of him. His forehead pulled together, his mouth open as well.He was in the same world as me. “Argh” I screamed when he took his cock out of me. “What are you doing?” my brows furrowed.Then he picked me up from the bed and turned me around. My ass facing him. “Straighten your hands forward.” I obeyed.He plunged his cock into me once more, but this time harder. His hands wrapped around my waist. Pulling me, pushing me, as the rhythm of our bodies aligned.He wasted no time in increasing the pace. “Oo…” I moaned and pulled the sheets as my eyes popped, my mouth open.Back and forth, he increased his sp

Suzanne’s pov:The air in the house felt heavier than usual, thick with unspoken words and unanswered questions.Ever since Fiona’s name flashed on Dominic’s phone screen, the walls of our home had begun to feel like a cage.I needed to get out.The silence between Dominic and me had become unbearable. The more I tried to make sense of things, the more my mind spiralled into chaos.I refused to sit around waiting for an explanation that might never come. I needed air, space, and someone who wasn’t Dominic to talk to.I grabbed my coat and sent a quick message to Stella, asking if she was free. Her response was instant.“Meet me at our usual spot.”I exhaled in relief. At least one thing in my life still felt stable.As I stepped out onto the street, the chill of the evening air bit at my skin.I pulled my coat tighter around me, trying to shake the uneasy feeling that had settled in my stomach. Something felt... off.It started as a prickling at the back of my neck, an awareness I cou

Dominic’s pov:A stewardess greeted us with a warm smile, but Suzanne barely acknowledged her before sinking into a seat by the window.I took the seat opposite her, stretching out, watching her. She was angry. No, beyond angry, this was a quiet storm brewing beneath the surface. I needed to fix this. But how do you fix something when the other person won’t even tell you what’s broken?The jet took off, the soft vibrations running through the cabin. I poured myself a drink, letting the amber liquid swirl in the glass.“You’re really not going to talk to me?” I asked, finally breaking the silence.Suzanne’s fingers tightened around the armrest, her lips pressing into a thin line. Still, she said nothing.I sighed, setting my glass down. “Suzanne, we can’t keep doing this.”She turned her head slightly, just enough for me to see the flicker of something in her eyes, hurt, confusion, anger, but she looked away just as quickly.“Tell me what you want,” I pressed. “You want answers? You w

Suzanne’s pov:As we taxied to a stop, a convoy of sleek black SUVs lined the runway, their polished exteriors gleaming under the golden hues of the setting sun.The moment the cabin door opened, warm, salty air rushed in, carrying the unmistakable scent of the ocean.It wrapped around me like a whisper of things to come, undeniably beautiful. Dominic unbuckled his seatbelt and turned to me with that same unreadable expression. “Ready?”I wasn’t sure what I was ready for, but I nodded anyway. Because whether I liked it or not, I was already on this journey with him.As we descended the stairs, my heels clicked softly against the steps, but my mind was louder than ever.My heart pounded in sync with the rhythmic crash of the waves in the distance.The convoy of SUVs stood waiting, doors already open, as if every step of this journey had been perfectly choreographed.A man in a crisp black suit gave a slight nod to Dominic before gesturing for us to enter the vehicle.Dominic barely ac