บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Undoing [ A Woman's Revenge]: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

The next day, Emma woke up to find the food and expensive champagne she had prepared untouched, even after staying up late, waiting for trevor so they could have dinner together, talk about what's going on and renew your vow of love to eachother, but Trevor's still nowhere in sight. She mentally reproached herself for not paying attention to these signs. Now, everything was becoming clear - something was wrong with Trevor, and it had nothing to do with her or her job.She had tried to reach out to him numerous times, but his secretary always answered his calls and gave excuses as to why he couldn't speak to her. Emma thought about going to his workplace but remembered how much Trevor disliked surprise visits. That had caused their first fight when she showed up unannounced for lunch; she had passed by the secretary's office, hoping to inquire if Trevor was in a meeting, only to find her office empty. She furrowed her brows as she made her way to his office, and upon entering, she saw

Trevor's subtle grin was one she had never seen before. It was sickening, dangerous, cruel, but unintentional, spreading across his face.As his lips curved into a previously unseen smile, Emma couldn't help but feel a twinge of confusion. For years, she had never seen him display such a callous yet unintended expression, not until this very moment in their shared bedroom. "I've tried, Emma," he stated solemnly, locking his gaze with hers. "You have no idea how long I've been forcing myself to speak those words to you every day, just to keep you happy.""What?..." Emma's stomach dropped as a sudden shock coursed through her body. She could feel a sudden pang of pain as though a sharp knife melted in fire was pierced through her heart, it makes her eyes water, her throat suddenly run dry.For twenty-five years of her life, Emma had never been hit in the stomach before. And yet, in this moment, she felt like she had been dealt a brutal blow.She took a step back from him, fearing that t

Upon securing his suitcases and clutching the handle, Trevor turned to her and announced, "I'm leaving right now." Emma's heart raced as she moved closer, driven by an intense urge to lock the door, discard the key, weep, plead, and take any action necessary to make him stay. She longed to engage in their routine conversations, hoping he would grasp the importance of their shared life.Her arms reached out to him imploringly, but he shrugged her off as he brushed past her. A surge of rejection, mingled with anguish and shame, filled her chest, while Trevor felt a wave of disgust creeping over him as he left the bedroom, passing by the photos that adorned the walls, capturing their memories. Unmoved by Emma's cries, he continued down the hallway."Trevor, wait, please!" Emma chased after him, fueled solely by love, oblivious to any other thoughts. Her heart overflowed with affection for the man who had shattered her heart and dreams, indifferent to her pain and suffering."My ride is o

Emma's heart raced in her chest, the scent of Lucas's cologne filling her senses. It was masculine and alluring, his warm breath caressing her cheek as he pinned her against the wall. Fear gripped her as she waited for his next move, her back pressed against the hard surface."I don't appreciate how you speak to me. I genuinely care about you and what you're going through. The scoundrel who betrayed you doesn't deserve you. Only a fool would leave someone as beautiful as you for a so-called friend. Emma, your heart is pure. Don't let him alter who you are," Lucas murmured softly, his gaze shifting from her eyes to her full lips, a dark desire flickering in his eyesSensing his intense stare on her lips, Emma seized the moment to push him away. "You don't know me at all. You're trying so hard to pretend you're different. You're not. I won't fall for your sweet-talking ways, Mr. Sugarcoated lover boy. Stay out of my path," she retorted firmly."You are drunk, Emma, you have no one to loo

Lucas was keenly aware of the need to vacate the room and put as much distance between himself and her as possible before committing the gravest error of his existence. For half a decade, he had remained chaste, refraining from inviting any woman into his private quarters or allowing anyone to stay the night. With fervent prayer, he hoped no ravenous journalists were covertly spying on his residence, eager to capture a headline-worthy photograph that would bring in a torrent of online traffic and potentially extort him for a hefty sum."Are you famished?" he asked, already heading for the door, "I am. You can get cleaned up while I have the cook prepare breakfast for us." He exited the bedroom with haste, seemingly as if his backside were aflame.Emma let out a long sigh of relief as she watched him leave the room, unable to deny the powerful effect he had on her. With just one touch, she could feel her panties becoming soaked - a fact that infuriated her. Why did she feel this unden