All Chapters of Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

As I sat there in my dimly lit living room, the bitterness of the alcohol mingled with the sadness that had settled within me, threatening to drown me. The room felt heavy, suffocating, as if the weight of the unresolved truth hung in the air. The DNA test results between Eliana and Athro, my son, had left me shattered and lost, unable to accept the outcome.The glass in my hand trembled slightly as I took another sip, attempting to numb the pain that seemed to seep into every corner of my being. The liquid burned as it went down my throat, but I welcomed the discomfort, hoping that somehow, it would provide me with the clarity I so desperately sought.At that moment, Mother Tanna, with her gentle demeanor and her eyes filled with wisdom, appeared at the doorway. It seemed as if the universe had heard my silent pleas and sent her to offer me solace."My son. Theron, I can see that you're torn apart," Mother Tanna spoke, her voice carrying the weight of years spent navigating the compl

As I walked through the bustling mall, I couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness emanating from within. The air was laced with a delightful mix of fragrances, ranging from freshly brewed coffee to the delectable aroma of cinnamon buns. The sound of chatter and laughter filled the air, blending harmoniously with the melodic tunes playing softly in the background. It was a perfect day for a family outing, and I was grateful to have my loved ones by my side.Triumph and Wisdom, my mischievous twins, never ceased to amaze me with their boundless energy. Their tiny hands clutched tightly onto their grandmother's, guiding her as they darted through the mall, giggling with unrestrained joy. Mother Tanna, ever the patient and graceful woman, smiled adoringly at her mischievous grandchildren. Her gentle gaze reminded me of Athara, my beloved wife who had left us all too soon. Though a tinge of sadness lingered deep within me, it was moments like these that helped heal the wounds and bring c

The sun had already set, casting a subtle glow on the city as I left the office, tired but eager to put my work behind me. As I walked towards the parking lot, my mind churned with thoughts of Eliana, my enigmatic companion. We had grown close over the past few weeks, and tonight, I suggested we go to a restaurant to delve deeper into her past. Little did I know that our conversation would take a remarkable turn.We arrived at the restaurant, where the soft lighting and ambiance created a warm and intimate atmosphere. Eliana's eyes sparkled in the dim light, and as we sat down at our table, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of familiarity. But it wasn't Eliana I felt sitting across from me; it was my late wife, Athara.My heart raced, and I had to remind myself that this was merely a coincidence. Athara had passed away two years ago, a tragedy that still haunted me. But Eliana's uncanny resemblance was unsettling. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to th

It was a stormy night, both outside and within me. My heart was heavy with the weight of the revelations that had been unveiled. I made my way through the rain-soaked cobblestone streets, my mind racing with conflicting thoughts and emotions.I could hardly believe what I had discovered. Tired and desperate, I sought solace in the comforting presence of Mother Tanna. She had always been my rock, a guiding light amidst the sea of darkness that surrounded me. Trusting her judgment, I confided in her the betrayal I had experienced at the hands of Herod.As I poured out my heart to Mother Tanna, her brows furrowed in concern. The wrinkles on her wise face seemed to deepen, reflecting the depth of my pain. She listened intently, her eyes filled with compassion as I recounted the lies and deceit that had become entangled in my life.With a gentle touch, she held my trembling hands and softly spoke, "My dear Theron, trust is a fragile thing. It can strengthen or shatter in an instant. It pai

I am inside my office now. I thought that if Eliana was Athara, then who was the girl we buried in South Carolina? I couldn't recognize its face anymore, because it was burnt. The telephone rang so I answered the call. "Hello.""Theron, I always follow Herod. He goes back and forth to a building where there is a doctor there.""I know what he's doing there, Keigan. It's also true that Eliana is my wife who we thought died from the fire.""How did you know?""Eliana and I met again, we agreed to have a second DNA test with my son. The result was positive.""Shit, Duffins! You've been making me tired of being a detective lately but the truth is that you already know that Eliana is your wife. What's your plan? Do our friends know?"I sighed. I hate Herod but I didn't want to slander him to our other friends. "Dude, this isn't the time to tell them what Herod did. I know they're just going to scold that one.""Not just scolding, dude. They might even kill him.""So please, Keigan, don'