Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 41

Grace

I couldn’t guess what Tristin really meant by destroying Ethan this time.

But in the days to come, I got to know the depth of his words and threats.

First, an employee from the Calder Corporation became a whistleblower. He revealed the under-the-table deals that got Calders most of the contracts they bid for.

Their stocks plummeted after the news aired.

It didn’t stop there. Several people came forth, with accusations of workplace harassment the next day.

On the third day, another executive decided to disclose that some of the material used in the construction of the Calder projects was of poor quality, which could become the reason for a building’s collapse under any minor straining condition.

I watched new things on the news channel every day. Corruption charges, embezzlement charges, harassment charges, and so much more that I couldn’t even keep up with.

Lawsuits after lawsuits, secrets after secrets…everything started drowning Ethan’s name. Whenever the reporters caught up to him, he had a cold glint in his eyes and a concealed anger only I could sense.

But my focus remained on his shoulder. He could hide the injuries beneath his expensive suit, but he couldn’t get rid of the pain I caused him this time.

And in my sick mind, I prayed that it should hurt a hundredfold more, that it should hurt him every day, that he shouldn’t sleep without writhing in pain every night.

By the fourth day, Calder Corporation took a big hit, and it was not as powerful as it was a week ago.

I didn’t feel anything over that. I just wondered why Ethan was not retaliating. Surely he was not an idiot who didn’t realize that Tristin was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

After five days passed, I found myself disinterested in what was happening to him and more in what Tristin was going to do to Ethan once the week was over.

The thought kept me on the edge, and I couldn’t sleep the whole night.

It’s not like I cared about whether Ethan lived or died. It was just that I didn’t want Tristin to do something like that for me.

I was worried about Tristin, about what Alma might think if she ever found out what her son was planning on doing because of me.

That’s why, when the sun rises the next morning, I dial Ethan’s number. The call is picked up on the first ring as if he was waiting for me to reach out.

“ How far do you want to take it? ” I scoff, without any greetings.

“ My shoulder is healing. ” He replies, his voice low and drained.

“ I do not care whether it’s healing or rotting Ethan. If it’s up to me, I will want you to lose it altogether. ” I hiss, walking towards the window in my room.

I have been cooped up in here after my encounter with Tristin. It’s not because I am scared of him or find him to be a monster.

It’s just because Tristin made me feel weird that day in the hospital.

It felt like…

We are not partners in crime anymore.

It felt like…he was trying to make us into something else, something I don’t want us to be.

The heat in his gaze, the longing, and the raw desire for things that are beyond my understanding made me withdraw from him.

I have been avoiding him in the office and at his home, always waiting for him to leave me alone.

And to my relief, he has kept the distance between us. He doesn’t drop me at the office anymore. He sends Luca alone.