From Neglected Wife to CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 121

Sleeping with another woman and still telling me he loves me—if that’s not the definition of disgusting, I don’t know what is. My stomach twisted so hard I barely made it to the bathroom. I hunched over the toilet, retching until my head spun, silent tears sliding down my cheeks.

When I finally made it back to bed, my phone buzzed with another message from Julia: “So, how does it feel? This is what real women get to enjoy. Remy might be skinny, but he’s a beast in bed—almost tore me apart. Honestly, it was amazing. Are you jealous yet? Hate me enough to want to kill me? Go for it. Don’t hold back.”

I kept my reply cool and distant: “If you can’t even get him to sign the divorce papers, maybe stop acting like you’re winning. You just look desperate.”

She shot back: “Then send over the agreement. Careful, once you cross that line, there’s no going back.”

“Tomorrow.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow morning, I’d go see Liam and have him help me draft the divorce agreement.

I’d been preparing for this ever since I decided to end the marriage. I’d gathered proof of Remy’s cheating and hired a professional team to dig into both Thompson Corporation’s and Remy’s finances.

Let’s be real: Remy lied to me before we got married, then cheated on me after. I have all the evidence I need. He’s the one at fault, so I deserve the biggest share of what we built.

I’m not some martyr who gives everything for nothing in return. If he trashed my love, he can pay for it. Compensation—Remy’s always been good at that, anyway.

If he still refused to sign the divorce papers, I was ready to go scorched earth. The files I’d collected weren’t just for show.

And Julia? She kept needling me, acting like my silence made me weak. Maybe it was time to remind her exactly who she was dealing with.

She wanted me to fight back. She wanted me to stop holding back.

So I dug up everything I could about Julia, checked it twice, and handed it off to a famous influencer to post online. Let’s see how she likes being on the receiving end for once.

This was just a game. Why should I be scared? I wasn’t the one who did anything wrong.

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