All Chapters of DEAR HUSBAND, I'M DONE: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

ELENA'S POV I was honestly more than relieved that Adrian agreed to help without thinking twice. In my heart, I knew I could still count on him, despite the fact that I had gone silent on him for weeks.“Make sure your phone stays on and active so we don’t miss each other.” Adrian told me before we ended the call. His voice came through like a soothing relief amid all the chaos in my life.The real challenge now was figuring out how to slip out of the coffee shop without being stopped. Whatever I needed to do had to be done before Reid returned, especially since Sandra had already said he would be back soon to pick me up. Going for my few belongings wasn’t even an option anymore because they would start suspecting.I cleared my throat, squared my shoulders, lifted my chin, gathered every bit of courage in me, and stepped out of the dressing room.Sandra and Marcus were seated on one of the chairs meant for customers. They had been speaking in hushed voices, but the moment they saw

DANIELLE ‘S POVDanielle waited for a while after making the payment, and a few minutes later, she received a call from the firm.Hello ma'am, your payment has been confirmed and the details of your target have been received. We are beginning the investigation right away, and you should have all the information you need before today runs out” the voice said, sounding like it had been rehearsed.Danielle recognized it as the same investigator she had talked with before. Relief washed over her, and she finally relaxed.Now we’ll see who truly runs this city,” Danielle muttered.She knew that once she obtained all the necessary information about that foolish interviewer, she would finally uncover who had influenced what she did to Danielle, and that would give her the upper hand in the entire situation. Danielle had received the money from Sophie through a wire transfer directly into her account, so she was certain Adrian would have no way of tracing it back to her. She had also forwarde

DANIELLE’S POV Danielle remained in the restaurant long after Sophie had left. Luckily, Sophie had paid the bills, and Danielle made sure she would not tell anybody about it, not even her mother.She still had a couple of hours remaining on Bonnie’s reservation before she had to leave, which gave her enough time to think and plan her next course of action.Danielle called the waitress over; she still wasn’t satisfied. She had barely eaten while Sophie was around because she did not want to appear hungry, broke, or desperate. Anyway, once she got the information she needed to blackmail the foolish interviewer into doing her bidding, she would recover financially, or even do better. Danielle had a strong feeling things would work out, and she could hardly wait.“Is Sophie’s card still open?” Danielle asked the young waitress.She clearly remembered that Jane and Sophie always kept their cards open whenever they ate there, which meant that throughout their reservation, they could order

DANIELLE'S POV Danielle had been grinning ever since her latest discovery. It was clear to her now that Jacinta was the one behind the sabotage of her disastrous interview, since Elena was the only person she was currently targeting. That stupid bitch,” Danielle muttered furiously. “She had always been the one defending Elena's," she added, because she remembered everything very well. She was certain that even Jacinta didn’t recognize her as well. “I’m going to make sure they all pay for this,” Danielle said to herself with a determined smile. She already felt like she was in control of everything. Now that Elena was back in town and Jacinta had tried to ruin her interview. She intended to deal with both of them ruthlessly, but first, she had to start with the foolish interviewer. So Danielle headed to her apartment using the address the private investigator had sent her, and fortunately, the interviewer was home. Vanessa” Danielle said as the door opened. It was the f

ELENA'S POV “Elena. Elena?”I snapped out of my thoughts when Adrian’s voice calling my name kept replaying in my head.“Are you alright?” Adrian asked, staring at me with clear concern.“Yes, I’m fine,” I replied, shaking my head to clear the thoughts in my head.I was dwelling on that night when I had joyfully and freely given myself to Adrian in an apartment just like this, when his words cut into my thoughts. I trembled at the thought of things almost repeating themselves years later; we were both alone, standing inside an apartment.The only difference was that now, we are divorced.Are you done? You can leave now,” I told Adrian, and he looked surprised at my dismissal.But I simply wanted to be alone—at least until the memory of what I had just been thinking about cleared from my head. I also needed time to carefully consider everything that had happened over the past few days and plan my next move. Having Adrian here would make that impossible.Are you sure everything is alr