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The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 26: History
Wavy brown hair tied into a ponytail, big brown eyes, a striking heart-shaped face, full red lips, and ever-glowing skin.This was Ela, much different from the image I’ve had of her in the last four years. This Ela looked sophisticated in her white shirt with the first two buttons undone, tucked into her red pencil skirt, and a pair of four-inch heels that made her flawless legs look longer, but she was Ela.This couldn’t be real, could it? Ela was standing before me in the conference room. I blinked, and unlike those other times, she didn’t disappear.She was real, and she was here.She had been gone for four years, and now she was here.Why was she here? My brain felt weak as it silently sought an answer but found none.Ivory rose to her feet. “Is this a goddamn joke?” she demanded with furious eyes.“Stop being dramatic, Ivory, and sit down,” Robb instructed, but she didn’t obey. Her eyes remained on Ela, who had stood unmoved in her position since her arrival.“You knew who she wa
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 27: Present
Third POV“Is this the place?” As the car came to a stop right in front of Onu's house, Caesar Leed, her driver, asked. They had driven to the neighbourhood where she lived before fate took a turn on her years ago.Four years ago, after settling in Madrid, she closely monitored Onu and his family. The last thing she wanted was the same fate that found her befalling them. She received a report that they had moved—not very far, but they had put the old house up for sale six months after her disappearance. Perhaps the memories that came with it weren’t ones they could bear. They wanted to have a change, but not too much because this was where Godiya grew up and had her fond memories. It was a perfectly thought-out plan, taking into consideration everything important.She nodded. “This is it.” She answered, and before he could get down and open her door, she helped herself.As she stared at it, the memories returned. Getting grabbed at the front porch and dragged into the house, then tied
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 28: Dear ex-friend
“Te extraño mi amor (I miss you, my love),” Fermín murmured over the phone while Imela stared out the window at the sun rising.He had called because he thought she would already be awake. On a typical morning, she would not still be in bed at seven o'clock, but today was a sleep-in day, or, in other words, a lazy day. She was still in bed, but she wasn’t sleeping. He asked if he had woken her, to which she said no and asked why he called. His reply was honest, and she expected it.“I know you do,” she replied cockily.He paused, and she knew what was coming next. “You do not miss me, do you?”Her eyes crinkled at the corner cheerfully, and a laugh left her mouth. She always gets him every time. “Of course, I miss you.”“Entonces, ¿por qué no lo dijiste? (Then why didn’t you say it back?)” he asked.The rays of the early morning sun flickered over her face, making her smile. “Because this is better. You being dramatic as always makes my morning a little better.”He growled over the ph
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 29: Fair game
Oliver’s POV“It wasn’t my best play, and you know it,” I groaned, tired of the back-and-forth with Vivian for the last five minutes.Vivian wouldn’t stop making fun of my play on the basketball court today. He rarely wins, but when he does, he gloats and brags about it. This was the very reason why Jayden White, Connor O'Brien, Maxwell Fitzgerald, and Sir Lockwood, our other friends, never let him win whenever they played with him.“All I’m hearing are excuses and excuses.” He sang in his annoying soprano voice.It wasn’t my best game; my mind was divided between work, home, and the game. I hadn’t been myself since Imela walked into the conference room, and I did not know if I would be myself for a long while.The sight of her had awakened things in me that I thought were dead and long forgotten after four years of being in a committed relationship with Cecil.Of course, Vivian didn’t know that, so he probably thought I was making excuses for my poor performance. I was, but they were
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 30: The promise
Vivian drove to his house since he didn’t come to practice with his car, and we had used mine. Then he gave me the keys and told me to stay safe. “Thank you,” I said as I entered the car and closed the door. I didn’t have to be specific; I knew he knew what I thanked him for at the parking lot. He shrugged. “I did nothing; you are my master; your wish is my command.” He bowed his head dramatically. I rolled my eyes and drove off. I had a smile on my face after I got home and stepped into the house. The house was as quiet as ever, and I assumed Cecil was yet to return since she usually played soulful music, classics, or opera, depending on her mood whenever she returned. I stepped into the bedroom and stopped when I found Cecil seated in bed, looking rather blue. Something was wrong, and it was all over her. And even if she didn’t look this way, I would still be suspicious because there was no sound of music playing in the house. The happiness I had walked into the house with disap
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 31: Recovery
Caesar opened the door for Imela, and she stepped out with her umbrella. She was at the cemetery where they laid Elena to rest years ago. She thought about bringing Ocean along to finally see his great-grandmother's grave since she spoke about her often, but it wasn't time yet.She unfurled her umbrella and put it up to shield her from the scorching sun because she would be here for a while."Should I wait around, or will you call me when your time here is done?" Caesar asked as she walked down and towards Elena's grave."I will be here for a while," she replied, permitting him to leave until she reached out to him. The car drove away a minute later, and she came to the tombstone, which had Elena's information engraved on it.'Here lies Elena Barau, mother, grandmother, and friend. Rest in the bosom of the Lord.' and underneath the writing were her birth and death dates.She set the rose flower on the grave and stared at it.Four years had gone by since she watched her die, and it st
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 32: Friends?
Oliver's POV Pitching her solution to the eleven seated board members came to Imela as easily as breathing. She was already used to selling excellent ideas, and she did it gracefully. I expected more hands up when she asked if anyone had any more questions, but only one had his hand up. Jake Ritchson. He asked what the plan for revenues would be, and even though she had answered this during her presentation, she went on to explain the financial assistance that the Garcia Group would provide us in exchange for a percentage of our yearly revenue following this new, innovative direction. Jake looked satisfied with her answer, and he said nothing else. The meeting adjourned, with the new agenda now being the implementation of the Garcia Group's solution. We had a lot of work on our hands, but knowing this would save us all, it wasn't really work. While others took their leave from the conference room, I stayed back as Imela picked up and rearranged her files and documents. It was the
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 33: Uninvited invite
I exited the car and shut the door, staring at the eleven-story building before me and wondering if I was supposed to be here. This was the address on Imela's contact list, and the Google Maps directions brought me here. It had to be it.The address said the company's floors were the seventh and eighth, depending on the client's needs. Information on services provided and general needs, as well as the staff floor, was on the seventh, while the executives and conference room were on the eighth. However, the clients only went to the eighth floor by appointment or invitation, and here I was without an invitation or appointment, wanting to get up there.I could have called, but I knew I wouldn't know what to say. I could have sent an email, but I didn't want to. Besides, I was much more efficient in face-to-face conversations. Hopefully, she doesn't kick me out.I got into the elevator and counted the seconds while thinking of what to say as soon as I got down.The elevator arrived at the
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