My Ex Moved Countries. My Boss Moved In.
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Introduction
One minute, he’s micromanaging my reports and calling me “incompetent” for breathing wrong. The next, he’s dragging me to a business trip in the one country I never wanted to see again, playing the role of my fiancé to seal a deal. A fake kiss that felt too real. A stormy night where he held me like he actually cared. For a second, I let myself believe the ice around his heart was melting—until we got back to London.
Now he’s demoted me to the other side of the building, acting like our time in Australia was just a business transaction. Like the chocolate we shared, the shoulder I leaned on, the way he calmed my panic… meant nothing. But I’m not the girl who gets left behind twice. Caleb broke my trust, but Rowan? He’s playing a game I didn’t ask to join—and I’m about to find out why.
Was it all a lie? Or is the man who’s pushing me away the same one who’s terrified of letting me in? One thing’s for sure: I’m not leaving this office—or this mess—without the truth. And if Rowan Pierce thinks he can use me and discard me? He’s about to learn just how stubborn a heartbroken woman can be.
Chapter 1
The call came in at 3:07 a.m.
Not a text.
Not a missed call.
A full-blown video call—buzzing endlessly on my nightstand like it was urgent, like something terrible had happened.
I groaned, rolled over, and squinted at my screen.
Caleb.
My boyfriend.
I frowned. Caleb never called this late unless something was wrong. He was the goodnight-by-11 type. Predictable. Consistent. Or at least, I thought he was.
The phone buzzed again.
Annoyed and half-asleep, I swiped up to answer.
“Caleb, do you know what time—”
I stopped mid-sentence.
Because his face filled my screen, brightly lit, wide awake, grinning like he’d just won the lottery. His teeth—every single one of them—were on full display. The kind of smile you give when you’re about to announce something life-changing.
“Baby!” he said excitedly. “Guess what. Guess where I am.”
I blinked.
Once.
Twice.
My brain was still loading.
“Caleb,” I muttered, my voice thick with sleep, “it’s three in the morning. I don’t know. Just tell me.”
He leaned closer to the camera, eyes sparkling.
“I’m in Australia, babe.”
Silence.
The word hung in the air, heavy and unreal.
“Australia…?” I repeated slowly.
“Yes!” he said, nodding enthusiastically. “Australia.”
My stomach dropped.
“As in… Australia, Australia?” I asked. “The country?”
He laughed. “Is there another one?”
I sat up in bed now, sleep completely gone, my heart starting to pound.
“Wait,” I said. “What do you mean you’re in Australia?”
“I relocated,” he replied casually, like he was telling me he’d switched phone networks. “I’ll be staying here for some years.”
Some years.
The room tilted.
I felt like someone had hit me on the head with something heavy and invisible. My chest tightened, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe.
“This isn’t funny,” I said quietly. “Is this some sick joke?”
He chuckled. “Why would I joke about this?”
“Is it AI?” I snapped suddenly. “Is this one of those filters? Because if it is, you better stop right now. You know I don’t like people messing with me.”
He sighed dramatically, still smiling.
“Baby, it’s real.”
Then—like that would somehow prove it—he tilted his phone and bent down. The camera shook as he scooped something up from the ground.
A white, round ball.
Snow.
He held it up proudly.
“See?”
I stared at the screen.
Snow.
My hands started trembling.
“So,” I said slowly, every word measured, “you moved from the UK… to Australia… without telling me.”
“Yes,” he said, nodding again. “But—”
“Without telling me,” I repeated, louder now. “Your girlfriend. The person you talk to every day. The person you claim you love.”
He shifted uncomfortably. “Babe, it wasn’t like that.”
“Oh? Then how was it?”
He hesitated. And that hesitation told me everything before he even spoke.
“My mom advised me not to tell anyone,” he said finally. “You know… so it wouldn’t be jinxed.”
I laughed.
A sharp, hollow sound that didn’t feel like it came from me.
“So I’m anyone now?” I asked. “I’m part of the people your relocation plans needed to be hidden from?”
“That’s not what I meant,” he said quickly. “You’re overreacting.”
Overreacting.
The word landed like a slap.
“You planned an international move,” I said, my voice shaking, “packed your life into boxes, boarded a flight that takes almost a whole day, crossed continents—and you didn’t think to mention it to me. But I’m overreacting?”
He rubbed the back of his neck. “I just wanted everything to be settled first.”
“For how long?” I asked. “When were you planning to tell me? After you got citizenship? After you got married? After I accidentally saw it on Instagram?”
He didn’t answer.
He just stood there, in a country I didn’t even know he wanted, smiling like this was good news.
Something in me went quiet.
Not loud anger.
Not screaming.
Just clarity.
I reached forward and ended the call.
The screen went dark.
My phone immediately lit up again—Caleb calling back.
I didn’t answer.
I blocked him.
WhatsApp.
iMessage.
Instagram.
Everywhere.
I placed my phone face down on the bed and stared at the wall as my heart hammered against my ribs.
I wasn’t crying.
Not yet.
What hurt the most wasn’t that he moved.
It was realizing how easy it was for him to imagine a future that didn’t include me—and still smile while telling me about it.
I lay back slowly, staring at the ceiling, listening to the quiet hum of my heater.
Three years together.
Daily calls.
Future plans.
Inside jokes.
Promises spoken softly at night.
All of it reduced to a surprise video call.
At 3 a.m.
I didn’t know what this was yet—betrayal, abandonment, or just cowardice dressed as opportunity.
But I knew one thing.
If he could leave without telling me,
he could lose me without realizing it.
And this—
This was only the beginning.
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