Chapter 11
“What kind of good woman silently worms her way into someone else’s relationship and then forces marriage with a pregnancy? Marcus looked at me “You deserve better, Ms. Rivers. No need to be heartbroken over a scumbing
The street scenery flew by outside the car window as the sky suddenly opened up in a torrential downpour.
I stared at the raindrops on the glass, remembering that rainy night five years ago.
At that time, Nathan had been lying in the alley behind a har, beaten nearly unconscious.
His white shirt was soaked in blood, his whole appearance utterly wretched.
He’d been mumbling: “Isabella, you look down on me now, but someday I’ll make you see me differently!”
Five years later, he’d definitely made Isabella see him differently.
But the price was kicking me aside.
darcus’s office occupied the entire top floor of the city’s tallest building.
tanding at the floor to ceiling windows, you could overlook the entire city.
This is your desk.” Marcus handed me a contract. “The salary is triple what you made with Nathan, plus profit sharing…”
t was a substantial sum. I frowned. “Mr. Stone, are you sure you want to offer me such generous terms?”
ifter all, Nathan had barely given me raises in five years.
or Nathan, I’d been willing.
d always thought his money was my money-that we were partners in everything.
ut leaving and seeing the pathetic numbers in my bank account, I realized how wrong I’d been these past five years.
acing my confusion, Marcus said just one word: “You’re worth it.”
signed the last page of the contract. From now on, I was Nathan Pierce’s enemy.
What happened to your fingers?”
My grip was still unsteady while signing.
Marcus frowned, his expression darkening. “Nathan did this?”
Yeah.” I nodded calmly. “He stepped on them.”
Jesus, are you insane? He steps on you and you don’t step back?”
Marcus looked furious, but his voice softened: “I’ll drive you home. Rest up today-start tomorrow.”
didn’t refuse. “Thank you, Mr. Stone,”
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From Scorned Wife to Mrs. Billionaire: By Firing Mu CPO Pỵ đưİMALA
Chapter 11
After the wedding. Nathan sat in his room, staring into space.
“Nathan..”
Isabella emerged from the bathroom. Since this was their wedding night, she’d chosen a particularly sexy nightgown.
Seeing Nathan sitting silently on the couch, she approached from behind, wrapping her arms around his solid shoulders: “You must be exhausted today. Should we go to bed early?”
She leaned down to kiss his earlobe, her hands roaming restlessly across his chest.
Faced with her advances, Nathan’s expression remained grim.
He grabbed her hands, voice low: “It’s late. Let’s just sleep.”
Then let’s sleep together.”
She purred coquettishly, pressing her soft body against his arm.
Nathan showed no response whatsoever. From the moment he’d entered the room, he’d been searching for any sign of me, but found
nothing.
Only now did real panic set in.
He was married to Isabella. He was afraid I really wouldn’t come back.
I need to go out.”
Shaking off her hands, Nathan walked out of the room without looking back.
Downstairs, he immediately called his assistant.
Well? Did you find Jade’s new address?”
I did, Mr. Pierce!”
Nathan erupted: “Then why didn’t you tell me? Do you want to die?”
Mr. Pierce, isn’t tonight your wedding night? And it’s so late-I was afraid of disturbing you…”
Send me Jade’s location immediately! Now!”
After hanging up, Nathan quickly received the address.
He grabbed his jacket and rushed out, completely oblivious to Isabella chasing after him from upstairs.
“Nathan! Nathan Pierce! Where are you going?”
Watching Nathan’s retreating figure, Isabella stamped her feet in fury.
“Damn, Jade Rivers! If you dare ruin my marriage, I’ll never let you get away with it!”
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From Scorned Wife to Mrs Billionaire: By Firing My CEO Ex and Taking Over His Empire!
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.
