From Neglected Wife to CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 131

The tech department was the heart of the whole company—pretty much everything important needed our input or sign-off.

“Sorry, boss, I’ve got some personal stuff to handle. I’ll be out for a bit.”

Luckily, the meeting was almost done. If it wasn’t, I would’ve felt too awkward to even ask.

Elliot just nodded, eyes cool and unreadable, that kind of deep, mysterious look that always gave nothing away.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, Marissa spotted me. She glided over, all elegant and proper, chin up like she was above everyone else. But in her eyes, I could see it—pure disgust and anger, barely hidden.

Today she was wearing a dark purple embroidered dress and had a fur stole draped over her shoulders. Pricey for sure, but honestly, it looked as out of place on her as a tiara on a scarecrow.

“Did you need something, Mrs. Thompson?” I walked right up and stopped in front of her.

The receptionist and security guy both gave her weird looks when they heard what I called her.

“What did you just call me? I’m your mother-in-law. You’ve been in the Thompson family for five years—do you really not know basic manners? Typical of someone raised by nobodies. Some people just can’t be taught.” Marissa’s face twisted, her eyes cold enough to freeze someone on the spot.

And third, while we were still married, Remy kissed another woman. That’s cheating, no matter who she is—even if she’s Cindy’s biological mother. Because the name on Remy’s marriage certificate isn’t Julia. It’s Avery. Me.”

“How dare you threaten me? Who do you think you are? Remy treated you like a treasure, and this is how you repay him? Five years in the Thompson family and not a single child. You’re nothing but a barren hen, only good at making trouble for Remy. Thank goodness Cindy’s real mom is back—who knows what you would’ve taught her! Want a divorce? Fine, do it. Get out of my son’s life and let Remy and Julia and Cindy be a real family for once. I won’t let my precious granddaughter get ruined by a stepmom like you.”

Marissa was completely losing it now, forgetting all about her usual obsession with keeping up appearances.

“Yeah, I’m useless. If I were as capable as you, maybe I could’ve raised a man like Remy. What a shame. But I have nothing to regret about my five years in the Thompson family. Unlike you, Mrs. Thompson, who seems so eager to make the other woman your daughter-in-law. Are you just trying to make up for how Mr. Thompson never got to marry the woman he actually loved, so you’re pushing for your own version of a second chance?”