Chapter 115: "Don't you love me anymore?"
"How long have you had this? I remember giving this to a homeless man. I thought he must have pawned it," Elsie inquired, her face beaming with joy. It was the ring. The ring she had been searching for.
Her heart raced from excitement.
Drifting her gaze on the ring, her smile grew bigger. She had given it away after she found out he was cheating on her.
Elsie had spent a lot of time and energy searching for this ring. When it was right under her nose.
"He did," Aiden admitted softly. "The shop he sold it to contacted me after they had arrested him, thinking he had stolen it. You see, this ring was tailor-made for you. It had my trademark on it and was one of a kind," Aiden explai
Chapter 116: You can run away with your lover Realization dawned on her face, and she pushed him. Her face was distraught as she inquired, in almost a whisper, "Don't you love me anymore?" Rather than providing answers to her questions, Aiden bent to pick up the towel and draped it around her shoulders, looking away. "Get dressed, Elsie. We need to talk." "About what?" She grabbed his arms, tugging on them in anger. "What is it about?" Aiden attempted to caress her cheek, but she pushed his hand away. "Don't touch me!" His face contorting in agony, he walked out of the room. "I'm sorry." Left to her despair, Elsie felt loss and devastation. She wrapped herself with the towel, tears filling up her caramel-colored eyes. "What should I do now? I don't want to hear what he wants to say," Elsie sobbed, clasping her palm over her mouth. Uncertainty clouded her mind, and she was stuck with fear biting her heart. Looking at her reflection, Elsie watched the
Chapter 117: I hate him. Her vision blurred, and the room began to spin, a kaleidoscope of colors whirling around her. She stumbled, her legs trembling beneath her like jelly. Her mind was a jumble of fragmented thoughts, each one screaming for attention like a siren. _Aiden killed my mother._ _Aiden is responsible for my brother's death._ _He lied to me for years._ _He married me out of guilt._ _He doesn't love me._ _I hate him._ Then, everything went black. Flashback____ The rain drizzled so faintly that one could barely see it if not focused. Only the drops on one's skin could remind one of its presence. A younger Elsie of only nineteen arrived at the Scott mansion. Clad in black jeans and a white tucked-in shirt which was stained with mud, including sections of her head. "Sweet Jesus!" Aunt Paulina exclaimed upon seeing Elsie. She clasped her hand over her mouth. "Set her a shower," she instructed one of the servants. "Good
Chapter 118: You have lost the right to call me that Aiden's question pulled Elsie back from her daze. She had lost consciousness, only to find herself back in the Morbida Mansion, sleeping in their bedroom. A sense of nostalgia overcame her. Slowly, she redirected her gaze to Aiden. In only a short time, he had aged. His eyes appeared exhausted, and the stubble on his chin made him appear older. Elsie's heart clenched upon seeing him. His face contorted in agony; Aiden did not look like his normal confident self. It made her sad. However, memories of what had taken place on the island played back like a TV montage. Soon, tears blurred her eyes, and she blinked them away. Without tossing a glance at Aiden, Elsie implored, sounding cold, and distant, "When did we get back?" Clearing his throat, Aiden said simply, his eyes portraying his regret, "You fainted and knocked yourself out. You have been asleep for three days." "Three days," Elsie recited, as though try
Chapter 119: Will you cry if Iet go? Elcilia sat at the small table, reading the comments of the anxious readers who were awaiting the reveal of the actress acting as 'Phine Asong'. The company had announced the reveal to happen within a week. Readers who had read the book beforehand were awaiting excitedly, even though they had their own image formed in their heads. It was a strange yet sweet thing that came along with reading a book. You imagine how the character in your head looks like, per the description. Still, everyone has their own image, some might be similar and not. It might even divert from the image the author had in mind, the cover might be the call for some. Now, the company's comment section was raining with comments from fans. "@Briellieluv: Can't wait. Phine is my favori
Chapter 120: I would die without you Aiden watched Elsie intently, his heart racing as he waited for her response. The tension in the room was palpable. After a long moment, Elsie spoke again, her voice barely above a whisper. "If I let go...will you cry?" Aiden felt his entire being freeze. The question was the turning point of the future of their relationship. He swallowed hard. "The thought of you leaving truly terrifies me. I don't know how I will live without you. I might just pretend not knowing I could die early." Elsie studied his face, searching for any sign of deception. But she could see his honesty and sincerity in his eyes. Aiden had always worn his heart on his sleeve when it came to her. He had first confessed his feelings for her when Eldon had just been born, and Elsie had assumed
Chapter 121:I have one request Finally, they arrived at the city hospital. Elise was ushered to the waiting room, where she paced the halls, unable to keep calm. Her mind kept racing with negative possibilities. "Think positive!" she reminded herself, blowing into her fist to keep calm. Everything had happened so fast. Now, she could wait and pray he would get better. After what felt like ages, the doctor approached, his expression grim. "Mrs. Scott, your husband is in critical condition. Apart from the fever he has, he is severely dehydrated and suffers from low blood sugar." "Oh my God," Elsie clasped her palm over her mouth, tears rolling down her cheeks. Elsie felt her knees buckle, her hands began to shake as she asked, "He will be fine, right?" 
Chapter 123: You might be gifted In the jail visitation room, Dahlia met with her lawyer, Sylvester Peters. They sat across from each other, Sylvester clad in a black suit and Dahlia in a brown gown. Dahlia's brows furrowed with frustration as she slapped the table, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "What do you mean my bail has been denied!" she yelled. Afraid, the lawyer stood up and took three steps backwards cautiously. His eyes cowered downwards out of fear, and he motioned with his hands, "Calm down, Dahlia." "I should calm down?" Dahlia's voice rose higher than before, her nose flaring. She saw him like a pencil that could break. "You had one measly job and you screwed it up." The lawyer pinched his nose, his brows furrowing, as he could feel his heart racing faster with each passing moment. "Mrs. Dahlia, you should not make things worse. The judge denied your bail plea because you threatened an officer and showed signs of violence." "Well, isn't it
Chapter 123: Karma's a beauty queen, and it's finally caught up with her The evening came to a close, when the sun smiled at the sea, welcoming the moon in its place. Elsie slept on the sofa across Aiden's bed, tossing throughout a nightmare. Elsie's face was etched with fear, her eyes darting wildly beneath closed lids. Her small body trembled, and her arms flailed as if trying to push away the darkness. A faint whisper of a scream escaped her lips, growing louder as the nightmare tightened its grip. "I can see it in your eyes," Trix croaked with mocking laughter, kicking her wavy hair back. She swiped left to a photo where there was a third person in their midst. Elsie's pupils widened upon recognition. "Aiden is fine and married now. Your son, Eldon, could not be happier. I read he wrote a song for his parents' anniversary." Crouching on her knees, Trix tossed some tissues to Elsie and said in a soothing voice, "They are fine without you. You can die now." Bang!