Chapter 9 Will You Give Me a Chance?
I wasn’t surprised in the slightest.
Micah and Piper had spent all those years secretly in love. Now that they were finally together, of course, they wanted to show it off to the world.
I told Greta not to bother, but she said she just couldn’t keep that bitterness inside.
1 sighed. What good would it do to hold it all in?
There was no way I could release those videos; no one wanted to risk provoking the wealthy and powerful.
I was caught off guard when Micah’s mother, Lena Turner, appeared at my doorstep the very next morning.
I’d always been fond of her. When Micah introduced us, she genuinely seemed to care about me as a mother–in–law.
This time, she didn’t ask any questions. Instead, she apologized for Micah’s betrayal.
“Tabitha, I’ve wanted to visit you for a long time, but honestly, I didn’t have the courage. This is all Micah’s fault, and I’ve given him a serious talking- to. I know you’re deeply hurt and disappointed, but… could you please consider giving him another chance?”
I frowned. “Ms. Turner, does Micah know that you’re here to see me?”
Micah was raised in a single–parent household. His father had been unfaithful to Lena when Micah was very young, leaving her to raise him on her own.
Lena carried the weight of those challenges all by herself.
I’d heard she had little patience for homewreckers who destroyed families.
So, I figured she likely didn’t approve of Piper either.
Seeing her stay silent, I let out a sigh.
“Ms. Turner, there’s no future for Micah and me. He and Piper have a history stretching back to high school. He’s not coming back, and I’m not going back to him either.”
I despised men who couldn’t stay faithful.
“Tabitha… they’ll break up eventually. You and Micah have been through so much over the years. Just give it time. He’ll come to realize you’re the one who truly belongs with him.”
I frowned, and a spark of irritation flared inside me.
Lena knew Micah had cheated, yet she still had the nerve to ask me to wait for him. How had I missed just how deluded she was?
“Ms. Turner, I’m not waiting for him. And there’s no chance I’m getting back together with him. Please go home. I have important things to handle and can’t have visitors right now.”
After sending Lena away, I thought it was over.
But just a few days later, Micah showed up at my door.
He banged on it loudly, and the noise prompted complaints from the neighbors. Before long, a small crowd had gathered outside.
There was no way I was opening that door–not with Micah in that state. What if he lost control again?
I called the police, and only after they arrived did I open the door.
Once I’d explained everything, Micah and I were both brought to the station.
He got a harsh reprimand from the officers, and by the time it ended, his face was darker than it had been when he was banging on my door.
As we stepped outside, he lunged toward me with rage burning fiercely in his eyes.
I instinctively took a step back, my gaze tense and alert.
“Mical, if you try anything in front of the police station, you’re definitely looking at a few nights in jail.”
He froze. His face hardened as he stared at me.
“Do you really think I’d ever lay a hand on you?”
His eyes widened in disbelief, unable to accept that I saw him that way.
I let out a cold, sarcastic laugh. “Of course. Didn’t you lay hands on me on our wedding day? And the last time you showed up banging on my door, weren’t you just about to hit me again?”
The more I spoke, the darker his face grew.
‘I didn’t mean for it to happen that day–”
“Is that all you have to say?”
Micah fell silent. Just as I turned to walk away, he finally spoke up.
“What did you say to my mom? She got into a fight with Piper, and now she’s saying she won’t let me marry her.”
I sneered. “Don’t worry, I didn’t say a thing. But it’s pretty clear your mom’s never liked Piper. Have you forgotten that your dad ran off with his mistress when you were just a kid?”
Micah’s face darkened as frustration flashed in his eyes. “Tabitha, do you really have to keep digging up the past?”
“Aren’t you the one who can’t stop showing up at my door, begging for attention?”
I was done wasting breath on him and turned to walk away.
But just a few steps later, his cold voice pierced the silence.
“You’re not allowed to be with Jared!”
I just rolled my eyes and kept moving.
What a lunatic.
He was busy enjoying himself with Piper, so why should it matter who I was with?
Over the next month, Piper and Micah flaunted their relationship everywhere.
I’d blocked Micah long ago, but that didn’t stop Piper. She tracked down my Instagram and followed me with a fake account.
I didn’t bother removing her. I figured I might as well sit back and watch the drama unfold.
After months of persistence, Piper finally won Lena’s heart. Now, she and Micah were preparing to say their vows.
Piper paraded their relationship across social media, but I couldn’t have cared less. Meanwhile, Jared reached out to check on me.
Over the past few months, he’d leveraged the 5% stake I sold him to push Micah out of his chairman role.
Micah showed up looking for trouble a few times, but since I moved, things had finally calmed down.
I told Jared that Micah was no longer bothering me, and he quickly jumped at the chance to invite me to dinner.
I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. I was pretty sure the dinner invitation was the real reason he got in touch.
Since he’d covered the bill last time, I decided to say yes.
But this time, I came prepared. I made the reservation myself to make sure he wasn’t footing the bill again.
Jared laughed, teasing that it was obvious I wanted to return the favor from our last meal.
I got there just after 5:00 pm, and the restaurant was still relatively quiet.
The instant I saw Micah and Piper, a surge of frustration hit me.
I’d taken Micah here before; he’d said the food was good and promised we’d return someday.
But as life grew busier, our nights out became rare.
Now, ever since he’d been stripped of his chairman role and reduced to a shareholder, it seemed like he suddenly had plenty of time to take Piper out for
dinners like this.
By the time I walked in, they’d already been eating for some time.
Micah seemed like he wanted to greet me, but I ignored him and kept my gaze fixed ahead. I picked a seat that was neither too close nor too far from thein.
At first, their mood was calm, but as the night went on, their conversation suddenly erupted into a heated argument.
Piper’s voice rang out sharply. “Micah, do you even love me? Why did Tabitha get to have her wedding at the biggest hotel downtown, while mine has to
be somewhere eise? I want my wedding at that hotel. If it’s not there, then I’m not going through with this marriage!”
Her words carried clearly across the room. I couldn’t tell if she was making sure I heard her or just trying to pressure Micah.
Micali hated being threatened by anyone, but when it came from the woman he loved, it was a different matter entirely.
As expected, his voice softened into a murmur as he comforted Piper. His face melted into tenderness.
Once she settled down, Piper smirked and shot me a pointed glance.
I looked away. Surely, she didn’t still think I cared, did she?
Jared arrived shortly after.
Throughout dinner, I could feel Micah’s gaze lingering on me.
It just made me more irritated. I had no idea what he was trying to accomplish.
Once the meal was over, I stepped outside to say goodbye to Jared.
Without warning, he reached out and pulled me closer. His expression melted into a warm, tender smile.
“I’ve been trying to win your heart for months. Will you give me a chance?”
