Goodbye Forever Ex-Husband (by Ammund) novel Chapter 9

CHAPTER 009

ISADORA’S POV

The shattering sound of glass breaking filled the room, echoing loudly against the walls. I snapped my head up, my gaze locking onto the useless, incompetent maid who stood frozen in place. Her hands trembled, and she looked at me with wide, terrified eyes. She knew what she had done.

Slowly, I lifted my fingers, gesturing for her to come closer. Her steps were hesitant, her breathing uneven. The moment she was within reach, I slapped her hard across the face. The sharp crack of impact sliced through the silence.

“Who made this?” I asked, my voice calm as I settled into my chair, crossing my legs elegantly.

The maid swallowed hard. “I did, ma’am,” she stammered.

A smirk played on my lips. How pathetic. “I distinctly remember giving an order that my orange juice should always have ginger,” I said, picking up the glass and examining its contents. “So why isn’t there any ginger in this?”

“… I forgot to add it. I’m so sorry,” she whispered, her voice shaking.

Her excuse irritated me. I placed the glass down with an audible thud. “You forgot? If I were to forget to pay you this month, would you like that?”

She immediately dropped to her knees, hands clasped in desperation. “Please, ma’am, I’m really sorry. It won’t happen again. My salary is what sustains my family and me. Please forgive me.”

I stared down at her, letting the tension stretch out. After a few agonizing seconds, I finally spoke. “If this happens again, you’re fired. Now, clean this mess up.”

She wasted no time, scrambling to her feet and carefully picking up the shattered glass, her hands trembling as she worked. A few minutes later, she returned with a fresh glass of orange juice, this time with ginger, placing it gently on the side table.

Satisfied, I took a slow sip before getting up and walking toward my closet. It was time for my daily routine. I pulled out my girdle, wrapping it tightly around my waist to accentuate my perfect figure, Then, I switched on my stairmaster, setting it to level

seven.

For the next forty–five minutes, I pushed my body, feeling the burn as I worked up a sweat. Every drop of effort was worth it. Keeping myself as fit as possible while maintaining my curves was non–negotiable.

When I finally stopped, wiped the sweat off my brow and walked over to my side

table, taking another sip of my juice. My gaze landed on the picture frame beside my bed, my fingers tracing the image of the man in the photo.

Adrian.

CHAPTER 009

My heart fluttered at the sight of him. “I’ll always look perfect for you,” I whispered.

I turned to face my full–length mirror, admiring my body. I was every man’s dream, a masterpiece of beauty and allure. But then, a dark thought crept into my mind. That woman. The one who dared to think she could take Adrian away from me.

Did she really think I was going to sit back and do nothing?

She had no idea what I was capable of. The frustration had boiled inside me for days, the thought of Olivia still lingering in Adrian’s life like an unshakable disease. Even though I knew he didn’t love her, the fact that she was still around made my blood boil. I needed a plan to get rid of her for good. I had to act.

And I did.

I had called Jessica, my most trusted friend the one who always had the best advice in

situations like this.

“Hey, Jess, I’m tired. I’m tired of seeing her near Adrian,” I had vented, pacing my room. “I try to keep my cool, but it hurts so much.”

“Take it easy, babes. Talk to me,” Jessica had replied in her usual soothing tone.

“I want her out of his house. I want her out of his life for good,” I said, gripping my phone tightly.

“That’s not difficult,” Jessica had mused. “Since Adrian doesn’t love her, you can

convince him to throw her out.”

“No, that won’t work,” I sighed. “He doesn’t love her, but for some reason, he doesn’t want her completely gone either.”

“Then you make her leave on her own.”

My ears perked up.

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