Luna Scribe

"I am sorry to disappoint you, Mrs. Wilson," I said, " James will be asking me to marry him soon and I plan on saying yes to his proposal and neither you nor anyone else can sabotage our happiness,"
"You must think you have a chance at happiness with my son," Mrs. Wilson sneered, "If you came here to see James, then where is he?"
My heartbeat increased as I stood there utterly confused while trying to grasp, "He wasn't aware I would be here, I came here to pay him a surprise visit so it's understandable if he is not here," I replied quickly.
"How stupid of you to think in that shallow way of yours Ellie, my son will never take you as a wife and that is why I believe he is out to pursue someone worth his time," Mrs. Wilson replied in a quick sharp tone.
"What do you mean by that Mrs. Wilson, what is going on, and where is James?" I asked angrily.
"I'm sorry, Ellie," she uttered in a voice filled with no remorse. "But James is getting engaged... to someone else."

***

Ellie's dream wedding crumbles when she learns from James's mother that he's engaged- to another woman. 

Heartbroken but determined, Ellie throws herself into her law career, vowing to rebuild her life. With her best friend's support, Ellie takes on a career-defining case: a lawsuit against her ex's company.
Can Ellie outwit her ex's family in court while healing her own wounds? And is there a chance for love to find her again in the midst of it all?

Falling for Her Ex's Enemy

　　Upon entry, I encountered a lady in his office. She was leaving though but something felt fishes. "Oh, excuse me," She said calmly. I moved out of the way and allowed her to leave.


　　"So Ellie? Come in, have a seat," he offered. And without hesitation, I went over to the seat. I dropped my handbag by the side of his desk.


　　"Good day to you, Miss Ellie." He replied, his words were kind of empty.


　　"You had a meeting yesterday, and I wasn't there," I revealed.


　　"Yes, we did. I was surprised you didn't make it, seeing as you swung by the office." He said, plunging me into a state of slight discomfort.


　　If he knew that I was in this building yesterday, then I have a lot of explaining to do. How am I going to tell him that I saw him being intimate with someone in this building? More so, how am I going to explain why I left?


　　"Why would you say that I swung by?" I asked.


CHAPTER 56 I Don't Advise Taking The Offer