All Chapters of THE REJECTION: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Ella's POV.A few weeks have passed now after Sarah being sentenced. My dad was so, heartbroken. He loved Sarah so much, I know. I mean, that was the main reason he married her. He was now in so much guilt, and I know he regretted everything he did to my mother.I decided not to hate him. He was in so much pain and I still loved him very much. After all, he was still my dad and he meant the world to me. I called him everyday just to talk to him. All that he wanted now was to talk to my mother to ask her for forgiveness for everything he ever did to her. He even asked for my help, and I was going to help him get close to my mother. There was no need for them to continue staying apart from each other, and clearly they were meant to be together. After all, no relationship is smooth. There must be ups and downs. One thing worried me, though, and that was my daughter. She was still in shock after she witnessed her dad being killed in front of her eyes. Nowadays, she talked less, and she

Ella's POV.I wake up, and I realize I had dozed up on the couch while waiting for my mother. It's obvious she was not yet back because her car was not outside. It was strange. Several hours had passed since she left home. I remember she promised to come back after a short while, but now she was taking forever to reach home.I take my phone and I dial her number, but it was not going through. It's like she had switched off her phone. I was really beginning to be worried about her. This was so unlike her. I decide to call my father. He needed to know that mom was not at home. I am glad when he answers almost immediately.Dad — Darling. Why are you calling at this time of the night?, is everything alright? Answer me darling.Me — Dad, mom is not at home. And I am really getting worried about her. Dad — what are you saying, Ella. That your mother is not at home?, have you tried calling her number?Me — yes dad, I have called several times already, but it goes straight to voice mail.Da

Susan’s POV “What is happening to me? Why am I in so much pain? What happened?” My voice echoed through the room the moment I regained consciousness. Panic rushed through me like cold water down my spine. I looked around frantically the bright white walls, the beeping machines, and the smell of disinfectant. It was unmistakable. I was in a hospital. “How, how did I get here?” I whispered, confused. My memory was nothing but a fog. “Madam, please relax,” the doctor said gently as he rushed to my bedside. “Don’t try to sit up yet. Your leg is not in good shape. You will strain yourself.” I looked down and froze. My leg was thickly bandaged, resting on a pillow. The pain was sharp, throbbing, and burning; every movement worsened it. “What happened to me, doctor?” I asked, confused and terrified. “You don’t remember?” he asked, surprised. “You were brought here late last night. You were unconscious when you arrived. You were involved in a car accident.” “Accident?” I gasped. The wo

Stephen’s POV I still couldn’t believe it. Susan, my Susan, had forgiven me. The words repeated themselves in my mind like a beautiful melody I never wanted to stop hearing. For the first time in a very long time, I felt whole. I felt like a man who had been drowning and finally reached the surface. I had promised myself, sworn on my own soul, that I would never hurt her again. I would love her the way she deserved to be loved. She had suffered enough because of me. Today felt like the beginning of a new life. I walked downstairs, my heart lighter than it had been in years. As I entered the kitchen area, I found Ella arranging plates on the dining table. The aroma of freshly cooked food filled the house, our house, a home that had survived storms and still stood strong. The house help had prepared everything already, and Ella, as usual, had taken it upon herself to help. She looked up and smiled. “Dad, I thought you would be having lunch with Mum in her room. I was planning to

Ella’s POV. I decide to share the good news with Luca, my boyfriend, my love. But not over the phone. I wanted to tell him myself, face-to-face. So here I was, driving to his house with excitement fluttering inside me. It is seven in the evening. My relationship with Luca has been through a lot. We have had our ups and downs, moments of doubt, and moments of pain, but through all of it, he has stayed by my side. Loyal, loving, and steady. He loves me deeply, and I love him just as much. I truly believe he is meant for me. Nothing is going to separate us, not now, not ever. Before leaving home, I left Laura in Dad’s care. Mom was feeling a little better today, though her leg was still hurting. Dad had taken her downstairs so they could watch a movie together. Laura had joined them, smiling happily. She was getting stronger, and I knew the peace in our family was helping her heal. Seeing Mom and Dad reunited again made my heart melt. At last, after everything, my family was whole agai