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The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 113: For better or for worse
The next week, we followed the activities on Oliver's to-do list because they kept getting better with each day that passed. Oliver's call to the correctional centre where Cecil was being held was what I needed to snap back to reality, and I haven't seen her since then. We had moved on to enjoy our honeymoon days.Every morning, except for the days marked out, we would make love; it was the duty of whoever woke up first to initiate it. Oliver always wakes up first, so as soon as I woke, he'd kiss me, and his hands would begin their work. I didn't complain. It was nice when he did all the heavy lifting. After the first thing on the list, we would bathe and order breakfast. With that out of the way, he would proceed to reveal the order of the day. Some days, we went sightseeing; others, we went swimming, and yesterday, we joined the locals' festival and learned a few things about the state. I didn't think I would enjoy myself so much, but I did. Oliver always gave his best. Did I forget
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 114: Painful farewell
Oliver's POV Vivian didn't give me the news of Julie's death; Sir did, and he only heard it because of his connections. According to him, a drunk driver had run the red light and collided with Julie's car. She had been in the ICU since last night, and Vivian had been at the hospital, where she had fought for her life until a few hours ago. There was still so much information that came in that I wasn't mentally prepared for, but I had to listen. He told me we had to be there for Vivian. We had a few more days left on our honeymoon when the call came in, but we knew we couldn't stay, and even if we did, we wouldn't enjoy it. Ela began packing immediately after I told her the devastating news. I didn't have to tell her to; she did it anyway. When I asked her why she asked no questions, she said she had witnessed our tight bond and knew what that meant. I had to be with my best friend, and it didn't matter that the honeymoon was over. What mattered was Vivian, who needed all the support
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 115: Moving on
Imela’s POVMy phone rang, and as I picked it up, I saw Ingrid as the caller. I smiled and answered, “Hello, Ingrid.”“Hello, Imela.”“How are you?” I asked, picking up my diary from the nightstand drawer and sliding it into my bag.“I’m great. I figured you would return from your honeymoon today and wanted to call and say congratulations to you once again.” She said.My smile remained, and I didn’t try to tell her that we had been back for a while, as our plans had been cut short because of the tragedy that befell Vivian. If she didn't see it on the news, there was no reason to bring it up.“Thank you, Ingrid, and how is Fermín?” I asked, carrying on the conversation.She stayed silent, and that didn't seem good. “That’s why I called.”My heart slowed, thinking of the worst that could have happened. “Okay, what's wrong?”“He asked me to marry him,” she said quietly.My eyes widened, and I covered my mouth. This was better than I expected. “What did you say?”“I said yes this morning,
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Oliver’s POV “Tell me you will not do anything stupid.” I said this to Vivian, who was at the end of the line. It has been a month since Julie’s passing, and Vivian isn’t the same man he used to be. He got into trouble last week when a paparazzi followed him to take pictures of him when he went out for a walk. The video showed him grabbing the man by the collar, then reaching for the camera, which he smashed to the ground. Some criticised his actions as toxic; others called for respect for people grieving. Being the least busy of all of us, Sir stayed with him almost always, but Vivian didn’t like that very much. He had fallen out with Sir a few times, but because he was the stronger one, Sir always tackled him or beat him up if that was necessary. I saw him yesterday, and he had a bruised lip, courtesy of Sir. Vivian announced his return to his company this morning, and it had been all over the news. Was he mentally capable of returning? Yes. Was he emotionally ready to return? No.
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Imela's POV “Are you excited?” I asked Ocean, who looked less stressed about starting preschool today. I had read up on how the first day would go for a child, and I saw pictures of crying babies and articles saying many children had difficulty coping with their first day of preschool. Ocean looked the least afraid or sad, which gave me a little assurance that it wouldn’t be so bad. He had Captain America’s bag on his back and his lunch box in his hand as Oliver carried him towards the entrance. “Si, mama.” He replied with a smile. My baby was becoming independent. I turned to Oliver, and he was speechless as well. He had an early morning assignment at the office, but we both wanted to witness this before beginning the day. We took a few pictures of Ocean's first day, and we'll each have a copy to take with us. When we finished with the class teacher, we waved Ocean goodbye before leaving. “Do you think he will be okay?” I inquired, staring up at Oliver. Ocean had been going to d
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 118: Sins of the mother
Third POV "You are thinking," Oliver said, pulling Ela out of her thoughts as they stepped back into the room. She shrugged it off as casual, but she knew better than to lie to him. She had been different since returning from work and was still shaken by Greg and Ian's visit to the office earlier today. It stayed on her mind and replayed repeatedly, even though she didn't want it to. She couldn't think about it. They had taken a walk in the park with Ocean, Nina, and Jesse earlier as a way for the two children to bond. Taking these kinds of walks helps to take her mind away from the stress most days, but they didn't help today. Throughout the walk, she drifted away with her thoughts and zoned out of conversations. "Something is on my mind," she agreed. "Tell me about it." She told him about the strange visit she received this afternoon from the McCann brothers at the Garcia firm, asking—more like threatening her to convince him to join forces with their illegal business. Minut
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 119: Threats on son
Imela's POV "I came to pick you up from work, but Joe told me you had already left. You didn't tell me you wouldn't be in your office. I brought Ocean home on my own." Oliver pulled away from the loving kiss. It was the first thing he welcomed her home with. Since Ocean's enrollment, they have gone together to pick him up from school, except today. "I'm sorry. I had a meeting with Chan, and I forgot to put you on speed with it." He paused and stared at her before asking, "Chan, the detective? Is everything okay?" "Yes." I nodded with a smile. "I know about the McCann brothers, and you don't have to say anything; it's all being handled," I assured him, watching his emotions move from surprise to anger to confusion. The only reason the brothers tried to bully me a month ago was because Oliver wouldn't respond in the way they hoped, and they thought they could sway his wife instead. I wasn't Ivory Plane, and their greatest mistake was thinking I was. He stared into my eyes as if he
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge Chapter 120: Friendship
It couldn't be a coincidence, could it? To have two of Ocean's classmates bear the same last names as the men we were running the cartel, whom we were trying to take down. I didn't sleep, not with the million thoughts going through my head. A part of me felt we were overthinking everything, but another part worried for the safety of my son. The McCann brothers had gone after Seth, Nina, and Oliver to bend Ivory to their will, and men like that would blur the line to get what they wanted. They would harm Ocean without second thought if it would bring them to their goal. "You're not sleeping, are you?" Oliver asked, and he pulled himself up to sit down. We had both put Ocean to sleep a few hours ago and returned to bed in silence. I had said good night to him even though I knew I wouldn't be getting any sleep. I knew the same thoughts had kept him awake, too. "I'm not sleeping. I can't sleep. This is probably me making things up in my head, but what if I'm not? What if we are not?"
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