Marry Ex's Billionaire Uncle After Divorce (Aurora and Jasper) novel Chapter 197

Chapter 162: A Husband’s Job

(Author’s POV)

Back at the house, Aurora went upstairs to shower. Phineas went to the kitchen.

He was not a man who cooked. Mrs. Potts knew this and looked faintly alarmed when he walked in and

asked her to lay out the ingredients. He sent her out of the kitchen anyway.

He made the soup himself – cream of mushroom, from scratch, the way he had watched it done once and

filed away without thinking about why. He didn’t rush it.

When Aurora came downstairs in her robe, hair still damp, she stopped at the entrance to the dining room.

She looked at the bowl on the table. Then at him.

She sat down without saying anything.

She picked up the spoon, took one sip, and set it back down.

“While I have you,” she said, her voice light, “there’s something interesting you should know.”

She told him about Zachary. The school meeting, the things he’d said, the way he’d leaned across the table

like he owned the room. She told it plainly, without drama.

“I knew what he was going to say before he opened his mouth,” she said. “So I started recording before he

did. Once he got going, I just let him talk.” The corner of her mouth moved. “The school had the recording by the end of the day. Quentin’s expulsion was very straightforward after that.”

She wasn’t explaining herself. She was replaying a game she had already won.

Phineas was quiet for a moment.

Then he set down his spoon. “I’m going to put the recording and the full video out through the company’s

official account. With a statement.”

Aurora looked up. “You sure about that? A company stepping in can look like you’re using money to shut people up. You’ll get backlash.”

“Aurora.” He was patient. “You’re a company employee. This happened at the company entrance. Our security let someone walk in and physically attack you. The company has not just the right to respond – it

has an obligation to.” He paused. “Legal will send a formal letter at the same time. Public apology on

social media, or we file for defamation.”

He looked at her.

“I’m going to use everything I have,” he said. “All of it.”

She was quiet for a moment.

“Why?” she asked. “Why go this far for me?”

Chapter 162 A Husband sol

Phineas raised an eyebrow. “Since when does a husband need a reason to have his wife’s back?”

She looked at him. Two full seconds of silence.

Claim

Then she made a small sound – not quite a laugh, not quite a sigh – and looked away. “You know,” she said,

her tone deliberately casual, “that line actually works pretty well.”

A pause.

“Thank you, Phineas.” Her voice dropped slightly. “I mean it.”

Within the hour, the company statement was live. Legal had moved on the schedule Phineas had set, and

the recording and the lobby video went out through Everett Global Group’s official channels at the same

time. The internet noticed inside ten minutes.

Across the city, Zachary sat at his desk and stared at his trading screen.

The chart was in a nosedive. He watched it fall and couldn’t move.

He picked up his phone with shaking hands and called Tiffany. When she answered, he kept his voice low,

but it came out wrong – too tight, too fast.

“Where are you? Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”

Tiffany didn’t answer right away.

She was sitting in her car, parked on a side street, earbuds in. She had been listening to the recording for

the third time.

Zachary’s voice filled her ears – his actual voice, from that school meeting, saying the things he had said.

Clear as glass.

She had been so certain she knew who the enemy was.

“Come home,” Zachary said on the phone. His voice cracked at the edges. “Right now. Tiffany, come

home.”

She held the phone and said nothing.

(Aurora’s POV)

I took a half day and slept.

I pulled the curtains, got into bed, and was out within minutes. Phineas was up on the terrace handling calls, waiting on updates from legal and PR. I didn’t need to be awake for any of it.

I was deeply, dreamlessly asleep when my phone rang.

I grabbed it without looking. “Hello.”

“Did you rush the divorce,” Jasper said, “so you could sleep around without it counting as cheating?”

His voice was cold. Clipped. Like he’d been rehearsing it.

Chapter 162 A Husband’s Job

I lay there for three seconds without speaking.

Claim

“Jasper,” I said. “I had coffee thrown in my face this morning. I just got back from the police station. I am currently asleep.” I paused. “Was there something else?”

He started to say something.

“Great,” I said. “Noted.”

I hung up and put the phone face–down on the pillow.

I closed my eyes.

A few minutes later, my screen lit up with a push notification. I ignored it. It buzzed again.

I picked it up.

Everett Global Group had posted.

I sat up and read it straight through.

The statement was short. It named me as a current employee of the company, confirmed my marital

status, and stated directly that the allegations of infidelity circulating online had no basis in fact. Below

that, it linked the full audio recording from the school meeting – Zachary’s voice, unedited, saying exactly

what he had said – and the complete lobby video, uncut, showing the full sequence of what had happened

that morning. At the bottom, a single line from legal: formal defamation proceedings had been initiated

against the accounts responsible for the original posts.

I scrolled to the comments.

Ten minutes. That was all it took. I watched the shift happen in real time – the tone changing, the

questions turning, people going back to rewatch the video with new context.

I set the phone down on the blanket.

I had known Phineas would do something. I had expected him to make calls, pull strings, have someone handle it quietly.

I had not expected this.

I had not expected him to put the company’s name on it.

Comments