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

　　My parents were still speechless and it started to feel like I was just wasting my time.


　　"Coward!" I yelled at my dad for not saying anything.


　　"So now you can listen, but when you needed to, you felt that I wasn't good enough you felt that I'm just some disposable piece of garbage you..." I realized that staying here and blaming my heart out won't do anything tangible so I called a retreat.


　　"You know what, I don't care anymore; from now on, I revoke my right to being called an Anderson," I said; they didn't look surprised, though, but could only stay there and watch.


　　"I don't want anything to do with you or anything else; take your company and rot with it; it's all you ever care about anyway," I said and wanted to leave.


　　"Ohh, and Mom, don't try to reach out to me ever again; I refuse to be called your son and wish I was never born," I declared. Before slowly making my way out of the house.


CHAPTER 82 This Time Is Different