All Chapters of Married for Revenge: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

    Amelia's POV The weather, as usual, tortured me and the babies. There never passed a day when I did not take a warm bath, due to the weather and Ethan's disturbance and care for the babies. Maybe myself too.  It was the day when Scarlett and I planned to see each other. I woke up to recall our planned meeting that morning.  Ethan got up a while later, asking if I still remembered the arrival of my sister at the house. “Yes.” I told him.  Was he or did he think I'll forget it just like that? Of all things to forget, not my meeting with Scarlett. Ethan, as sweet as he is and has become, asked if he should order some food from a restaurant in town, if I wasn't too fit to proceed with the cooking. “No,” I told him. “I'll cook before she arrives.”&nbs

Ethan's POVMy relationship with Amelia has bloomed into something more sweeter. Sweeter than I ever expected. The men and I planned a meeting at the office days ago and I, on the other hand, planned to take them to a restaurant too, to have lunch.I woke up with my back aching that morning. My head ached as well when I sat up on the bed. I made my way to the bathroom for a quick and hot bath before proceeding to the room again.Amelia was up by this time. I greeted, with a smile crowning my face, and my hands, holding the towel round my waist, tightly."Did you sleep well?" I shyly asked. I don't know the reason behind me getting shy, suddenly: I nodded, looked away and made for the wardrobe to dress up quickly.Amelia's face and smile is a distraction to my early presence at the office. She left the room to prepare something for me to eat. I know.I dressed in a hurry and made for the diner area. Food was ready, a part of me thought of this beautiful treat coming to an end very so

  Scarlet's POV Luke has not changed, not yet, as I thought. The day after, he came home drunk, I was raped the next morning. “I don't want it.” I told him severally, wishing and hoping he would get off me and leave me alone. But, no. Luke did not stop thrusting.  He went deeper before spilling his liquid in me, then jumped off me, and the bed. I hate him! There were words I did not stop saying to myself when he went into the bathroom. I must have been very obvious, I no longer hid my hate for him. I still stayed on the bed when he got back into the room. The look on his face was like that of someone asking why I am still on the bed, but I didn't care. My legs and thighs were hurting, did he expect me to walk out of the room when I am yet to feel better? He left the room for the kitchen, I guess.

  Ethan's POV Coping with staying alone again wasn't so easy that very moment I dropped her off at the airport.  I literally cried on my way back home. It wasn't as smooth as I imagined it would go. The men and I fixed a date to see each other at the office, but my illness did not let me go on the supposed day. I woke up weak, and tired.  The wall clock stared right in my face, asking me to get ready for work already. But I was too tired, my head was banging, and my body refused to move. I fell back to the bed, wishing for Amelia to return once again and take care of me like I want to be taken care of.  We talked severally over the phone, it was almost her time to deliver the babies and according to the plan, she would be in New York very soon. In a few months. &nb

 Amelia's POV My return back to New York was a peaceful one. The customers and neighbours back in Spain felt a bit bad when I announced my leave to them. "Visit us again."  The woman who visited the house during our first visit hugged myself and Pamela severally, asking the poor girl to take care of me. We landed in New York late afternoon, I beeped Ethan to come pick us up and take us to the house. I was still mad at him for the statement he made over the phone months ago. Still, I acted like nothing was wrong. Pamela did it again, she went ahead to tell him everything that happened. I was not asleep when he walked into the room that afternoon, almost asleep but not sleeping, the conversation was shifted to hours later. We lived peacefully once again.  Pamela resumed her work in the house, as usual. Ve