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THIRTY-FOUR
"Let's go," Emilia said running her hands down her dress. The elegant ball gown had multiple layers of rich blue tulle with a fitted bodice and a sheer neckline that delicately draped over her shoulders. The layered tulle skirt had tiered ruffles, each layer dusted with fine glitter and subtle embellishments that added sparkle to it. She'd felt like a princess until Mrs. Richardson reminded her who she was. Despite being draped in the most expensive diamonds, that old bitch still found a way to make her feel inferior.
"Are you sure?" Max asked, taking her elbow and turning her to face him. The worry in his gaze eased her nerves. "You don't have to go back there. I can ask everyone to leave""It would be rude for the host to leave before talking to the guests" Besides, she hadn't seen Lisandra yet. Emilia was in a sour mood and humiliating that psychopath would make her feel so much better. "Come on, let's not keep your guests waiting" <Related chapters
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife THIRTY-FIVE
"Oh my gosh, did we get married again?" Emilia squeaked, raising her hand to inspect her finger while the other covered her mouth. She'd come back with bare hands and thanks to his possessiveness, he had bought her another ring. If she insisted on calling herself Mrs. Carter, it was only right she wore a wedding ring. Max had been wondering when to give it to her and how to make her wear it without getting on her bad side. Luckily, she'd given him an opening and he'd be a fool not to take it. He still couldn't believe she'd suggested they renew their vows. Granted, she'd been trying to stick it to Lisandra but he wasn't complaining.Her inebriated state was thanks to her friend Jennings and as much as he wanted her to be sober that night, he'd take anything he got. The little talk they'd had earlier hadn't even covered half of their issues. He knew they had a long way to go but as long as Emilia gave him a chance, he'd rectify all his mistakes. When she wrapped her hands ar
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife THIRTY-SIX
His mouth devoured her. Licking and sucking her pulsating sex while his fingers worked her core. Emilia dug the heel of her shoe in his back trying to move away from him, from the way he made her feel while her hand pressed his head against her. She couldn't decide what she wanted. Her feelings were all over the place. As if Max knew that, he placed a hand on her lower stomach, holding her in place. She would have thanked him for making the decision for her if he hadn't sent her over the edge. She came in his mouth, her body bowing, fingers gripping Max's hair and his name on her lips. When his face appeared above hers, his mouth was shiny from her release and curled in a satisfied grin. "Is it my turn now?" She asked in a daze."No, sweetheart. I'm only getting started" With her leg still over his shoulder, he leaned over her, pushing her up the bed, and then rubbed the tip of his cock along her bare flesh "I get tested regularly and always
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife THIRTY-SEVEN
Emilia was huffing and puffing because Max insisted on taking her to pick up Zander. She didn't mind him going with her but she needed space to clear her head. Things were happening too fast and she wanted to talk to someone about it. What if sleeping with Max was a mistake? Was it too soon to forgive him? Her biggest fear was finding out they had no feelings for each other. Maybe their love had fizzled out and whatever they felt was because they were clinging to memories. She needed another person's perspective. An outsider who could judge their situation without being biased. But it seemed like Max was afraid of letting her go anywhere for fear she might disappear again. Even though she'd told him she wasn't angry, he was still waiting for the other shoe to drop. "What if paparazzi ambush you?" He asked, his argument weak. Just because people had found out she was his wife didn't mean she'd become famous overnight. It would be a wonder if her face mad
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife THIRTY-EIGHT
"What? Why her? What reason would she have to hurt my mother?" Emilia couldn't help the eye roll "Are you saying I had reason to hurt Genevieve?" "Come on, Em. You know that's not what I meant" Yet he'd spent years believing that bullshit. She took a deep breath, telling herself not to mind him. After all, she'd expected him to react that way. "When I fell down the stairs, Mel rushed me to the hospital so I wasn't here. I don't remember where Gwen was but she wasn't around. Lisandra was the one who'd lied and said it was me who pushed Genevieve. Now why would she do that if it wasn't to find a scapegoat for her crimes?" Emilia watched Max as he tried to process everything. Opening his eyes about Lisandra wasn't going to be easy. After all, they'd grown up together. As much as she hated to admit it, he had every reason to want to protect her. She was his sister's best friend and even if he didn't have any feelings for her, he felt obl
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife THIRTY-NINE
"Define new" Emilia said squirming under Thea's penetrating gaze. She had this thing where she only stared at a person until they felt compelled to tell her everything she knew. And while she'd gone to Thea's house for advice, she didn't want to talk about the argument they'd had before leaving the house. It proved Max didn't trust her and she didn't want Thea to know that. Not after she'd made a fool of herself by renewing their vows and sleeping with him. But her friend was going to coax everything out of her before pointing out the reasons she shouldn't be with Max. Which was what she needed to hear but didn't want to. Love turned her into an idiot. After the night they'd had, Emilia wanted someone to tell her everything would be alright. That she wasn't building castles in the air and their issues would resolve themselves. Maybe she should have gone to Sawyer and Hendrix. They were hopeless romantics and would probably convince her Lis
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"Tea or coffee?" Gwen asked taking out two cups. "Coffee please" Pouring the coffee, she said "You haven't told me how the party was. Did my brother fall head over heels in love with you? I can only imagine how beautiful you looked. I'm sure all the men couldn't take their eyes off you" "Why did you back out last minute?" Lisandra bit out angrily making Gwen wonder what could have happened to make her so mad. They'd picked a dress that was supposed to steal the spotlight from Emilia and make her the center of attention. There was no way that country bumpkin could have seen that coming and upstaged Lisandra. "Albert wanted us to spend the evening together. It's been so hectic since that bitch arrived and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to be with him. What happened?" "Is he more important than me? I could have used a friend last night" "You and Albert are equally important to me. You kno
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife FORTY-ONE
"Are you busy? I'd like to talk to you" "About what? I don't think we have anything in common to talk about." Gwen said pretending to scroll through her phone. "Zander told me how you defended him and I wanted to thank you" "I didn't do it for you. He's Max's son too you know" Finally lifting her head, she asked, "Is that all?" Emilia refrained from rolling her eyes. As the youngest, Gwen had been spoiled by everyone. And maybe that was the reason she hung onto Lisandra's word. She didn't have a lot of friends. Max had told her Gwen stopped making new friends when she realized most of them approached her to get close to him or Darren. How Lisandra had convinced her she wasn't like the rest was beyond her. That wasn't to say they were the same type of people. Emilia would go as far as to say the poor woman had been peer pressured into disliking her. All she had to do was open Gwen's eyes and make her see Lisandra for
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife FORTY-TWO
"Because they're having an affair behind your back" and because Lisandra was sick in the head. Despite knowing that was Gwen's favorite restaurant and that she frequently went there with her fiance, she still chose to eat there. As if she didn't care if Gwen caught them or not. "Why?" Gwen asked tears streaming down her face. Taking her bag and Gwen's, she paid for their food and then herded her out of the restaurant. She was still in shock after seeing her fiancé and best friend cheating on her. Emilia was counting on that shock to last longer or at least until they got home. It was one thing to tell Gwen the truth and it was another to let her make a public spectacle of herself. It would be better if she just confronted Lisandra somewhere private. She cried all the way home and Emilia let her. Finding out the person you loved with your best friend had to be one of the worst betrayals. For Gwen, it had to be worse because she'd trusted Li
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