Chapter 107: “You're Going to Lose Her”

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• Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival   Chapter 112: “Tell Stella”

  Suzanne’s pov:I could still hear it.I could hear everything, It kept playing in my head, The words.The truth that had torn through me like fire, ripping apart every belief I ever had about my marriage, about my life, about myself, about…… Dominic. "Fiona.""She’s my half-sister.""I asked her to."It didn’t feel real.And that was the worst part.Because no matter how much I wanted to pretend this was just some sick nightmare, no matter how much I wanted to tear through the evidence and tell Dominic he was a liar—I couldn’t.Because this was the truth.A truth I never asked for.A truth that had already destroyed me.My vision got blurry again, my breathing uneven, and my fingers twitched against the edge of the couch.I wanted to move.Wanted to scream.Wanted to do something other than stand here, drowning beneath the weight of this revelation.But I didn’t.Because Dominic was still standing there.Watching me.Waiting for me.Like he wasn’t the one who had shattered me into p

• Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival   Chapter 111: “Fiona is My Half…”

  Dominic’s pov:The ride home was quiet.Too quiet.Suzanne sat stiffly beside me, her body rigid, her gaze locked on the passing streets, refusing to acknowledge me, refusing to speak, refusing to let me know what was going on inside her head.Kai hummed softly in the back seat, oblivious to the silence, to the storm brewing between us, to the tension thick enough to choke me.I gripped the wheel tighter, forcing myself to focus on the road, on driving straight, on not glancing at her every second to see if her expression had shifted even slightly.But she wouldn’t look at me.She wouldn’t speak.She wouldn’t break first.And that scared me more than anything.The moment we arrived, Suzanne didn’t wait for me to open her door—she stepped out herself, grabbed Kai’s hand, and walked inside without hesitation.Without acknowledging me at all.I followed.Slowly.Deliberately.Because this wasn’t over.Not yet.Inside, Suzanne dropped her bag onto the couch, exhaled sharply, turned around

• Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival   Chapter 110: “Fiona is My Half…”

  Dominic’s pov:The ride home was quiet.Too quiet.Suzanne sat stiffly beside me, her body rigid, her gaze locked on the passing streets, refusing to acknowledge me, refusing to speak, refusing to let me know what was going on inside her head.Kai hummed softly in the back seat, oblivious to the silence, to the storm brewing between us, to the tension thick enough to choke me.I gripped the wheel tighter, forcing myself to focus on the road, on driving straight, on not glancing at her every second to see if her expression had shifted even slightly.But she wouldn’t look at me.She wouldn’t speak.She wouldn’t break first.And that scared me more than anything.The moment we arrived, Suzanne didn’t wait for me to open her door—she stepped out herself, grabbed Kai’s hand, and walked inside without hesitation.Without acknowledging me at all.I followed.Slowly.Deliberately.Because this wasn’t over.Not yet.Inside, Suzanne dropped her bag onto the couch, exhaled sharply, turned around

• Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival   Chapter 109: “I Did It to Get Back at Tavon”

  Dominic’s pov:She wasn’t going to listen.Not easily.Not without a fight.Suzanne stood there, arms crossed, her entire body rigid, defensive, her glare sharp enough to cut through the air between us.She was ready for war.Ready to tear me apart, to hear whatever twisted confession I had come to unload, only to walk away from it unscathed.But she didn’t understand the danger yet.Didn’t understand why I needed her to come home.Didn’t realise that Tavon and Linda weren’t done.I exhaled slowly, pressing my fingers against my temples, gathering my breath, my thoughts, the strength to make her listen before it was too late."Before I tell you anything," I started, voice low, firm, borderline desperate, "you have to promise me you’ll come back home."Suzanne flinched, just barely.But her eyes hardened immediately."Excuse me?"I stood, closing the distance between us slightly, not enough to threaten, but enough to make her listen."Not for me," I said quickly, knowing she was second

• Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival   Chapter 108: “What Are You Doing Here, Dominic?”

  Dominic’s pov:I stood frozen.For a moment.For too long.Then, I moved.Fast.Because if I didn’t, I’d lose her for good.I rushed outside, my pulse thudding violently, only to see Suzanne’s car already pulling out of the driveway.She was leaving again.I didn’t think.Didn’t hesitate.I snatched my keys off the console, swung open my car door, and slid in, starting the engine before the weight of my decision could slow me down.I followed her.Not too close.Not close enough for her to notice.Just enough to watch, to see where she was staying, to understand where she had taken Kai.The streets blurred as we drove—Suzanne steady, focused, completely unaware that I was behind her.Then she turned.Into an estate.I slowed, watching as she pulled up to a unit, parked, stepped out, her movements controlled, but tight.I parked a few blocks down, my grip tight around the steering wheel, my chest too heavy, my mind racing.She closed the car door, rolling her shoulders, exhaling sharpl

• Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival   Chapter 107: “You're Going to Lose Her”

  Dominic’s pov:The house was quiet.Too quiet.I pushed open the door, stepping into the dimly lit space, expecting something that would never come—Kai’s laughter, Suzanne’s voice, the warmth that used to greet me the moment I walked through the door.Instead, there was nothing.Just silence.Just emptiness.I set my keys on the counter, letting out a slow breath, but even that felt wrong in the quiet.One week.It had been seven days since Suzanne left.Since she took Kai.Since the house stopped feeling like a home.I walked further in, my footsteps echoing, the walls too bare, too cold, as if they could feel the loss too.Kai used to run to me the second I walked through the door, arms wide, laughter spilling out as he launched himself toward me, telling me every detail of his day before I had even taken off my shoes.Now, there was no one waiting.No one was running into my arms.No one was filling the space with life.And for the first time in years, I truly felt alone.The quiet