Semua Bab THE BILIONAIRE'S DISABLE BRIDE : Bab 1 - Bab 6

Simeon cheered from the backseat, his little hands pressed against the window, his eyes gleaming, still clutching his crumpled birthday card. "Look, Mom! It resembles a castle. The fog of Mimi's thoughts was broken by his words.Mimi looked in the rearview mirror at him. A tiny smile came to her lips, but it was forced, a slender thread of tension in the air. Her chest felt heavy as they drew nearer. The building's weight wasn't the only factor. It was the weight of the promises broken between the walls of the house she had once called home, the memories it held.She tightened her grasp on the steering wheel, forcing herself to focus. This day was meant to be fantastic. a birthday. An opportunity to remind James of their family. Nevertheless, the excitement that accompanied her visits to CrossCorp seemed like a thing of the past.Simeon's naive enthusiasm just made her discomfort worse. Was this the right decision? What was it she had hoped for? James would alter all of a sudden? That

Mimi's heart hammered in her chest as she watched Simeon charge toward the front of the room, his small fists shaking furiously. Before she could even notice the movement, he threw the cake box forward, causing its contents to tumble out with a horrible splash. The once-perfect, silky frosting splattered across the glass divider, the crimson icing streaming down in blood-like jagged patterns.There was a startled stillness in the room. As Mimi watched the mess unfold in slow time, her breath stopped in her throat as the cake slid down the surface. Every second felt like it was dragging on as the insanity of the moment took hold. The smooth, immaculate walls of the boardroom suddenly appeared to be a harsh parody of the reality that was collapsing.Simeon stood motionless, his little face twisted with the unfiltered emotion of a child who had just seen something innocent destroyed. His chest ached as he gazed at the devastation he had caused—the remains of a party transformed into an u

"The Fake Mrs. Cross.""The Bitter Ex-Wife."Her face, plastered across the screen in a cruel montage of images, seemed to mock her, each one more invasive than the last. The angles were unflattering, the moments captured in private, moments she never wanted anyone to see.Simeon, who had been sitting beside her, his small legs curled up on the couch, suddenly bolted from the room, his tiny hands covering his ears. He ran to the couch in the corner and buried himself beneath a blanket, as if hiding from the harsh world outside. Mimi’s heart sank as she heard the muffled sobs from under the fabric.She wanted to go to him, to pull him close and reassure him, but she was paralyzed. The screen kept flashing with cruel headlines, slashing at her with their sharp words.She had always known that stepping away from James would bring consequences, but she hadn’t prepared for this. This wasn’t just about her. It was about everything she had ever stood for. Her marriage, her identity, now bein