All Chapters of THE TRIUMPH OF MY CHEATING HUSBAND : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Aunt Elsie watched as Ryan leaves the house overwhelmed with mixed feelings of shock and anger, the same emotions reflecting in her eyes. She was angry because Ryan had come to take Herzl from her grasp, just like he did to the Lerman's company.And she was shocked to hear Ryan's confession of his claim as Herzl's father; she still finds it hard to digest his words. She's aware of Ciara's secret marriage with a well-known businessman in States, but finding out that same businessman turns out to be Ryan was something she never expected —not him of all people!Aunt Elsie was reeling from the revelation. She had no idea that the man who Ciara had married was the same man who now stood before her —challenging her and trying his possible best to take everything she had always dreamed of away from her.It was all too much to take in. She sat down on the couch, her head spinning. How could she have been so wrong about everything? How could she have not seen the truth before now? How could sh

“And who's my father?” He asked with so much anger laced in his voice.Aunt Elsie paused for a moment, reading his facial expressions. Is heaven answering her prayer's. This is her best chance to win against Ryan, at least Herzl won't recognize him as his biological father just yet, and it's a perfect opportunity for her to win against Ryan.“My love, is no other person than that leach of a man called Ryan, Ryan Lerman.” She asserted, observing his close expression of what it might become.Herzl paused for a moment, trying to remember the name, he knew he had once heard of it before at a time. There was a time he has heard his mother mention Ryan to his late uncle, and immediately they saw him coming, they quickly changed the topic, but his little mind wouldn't picture what was happening.“Ryan Lerman...” Herzl dragged the name. “I don't know him, I only know Ryan, mom's friend.” Herzl winched.“My boy, he's not your mom's friend, that's your father. He dumped your mother when she was

RYANWe left the room, and went down stairs through the stairs.There were elevator here, but I chose the stairs because we met Ciara in the first floor, so there was no need using the elevator when I knew I could get myself and Herzl downstairs through the staircase.“Done?”It was the same security guard who wanted to deny us access to the facility. His face still looked as mean as the congealed face of a corpse. I wonder why he suddenly tossed himself into the little mess of hating my kind of person at first sight. Well, his day gets screwed every minute, either by the patients up there, or the families of the patients, who maybe, doesn’t drop tips.“Yes.” I said, with a sizable nonchalance.Why would I care what he had to say, when I had had my way through the CSO?“Wait, sir.”I stopped and turned to him, though I didn’t really intend to.“Please don’t feel bad about my attitude recently. I was just doing my job, but thank God the chief security officer came by and settled the r

CIARA“Address.”The man doesn’t sound like an Uber, and he was putting on a mask. I didn’t see that coming, because the car had tinted glasses, and maybe her wore that mask immediately I hopped into the car and shot the door.I tugged out the door, but it had been automatically locked.I had been trapped in a strange car. A car I didn’t book for myself. Another masked man rose from the at the driver’s side.He must have been bending all the while they were waiting for me to join them in their car. I was being practically kidnapped for heaven’s sake.“Who are you?” I posed with tears welling up in my eyes. Going from a rehab facility to a kidnapper’s den wouldn’t be a pretty experience here. The driver turned on the engine and the car stereo to keep my shouting blurred with music, and the second man fished his gun out of his cloth and turned to me.“Do try to be nice, Ciara, we were ordered not to hurt you, with if you push us to the wall, we would have you dealt with. You are safe

CIARAMy house had changed so much with Aunt Elsie in control of it for quite a long time; two years to be precise, but nothing changed about my room.It still bore the curtains from two years ago, and I could perceive the strong smell of dust which rose into the air as I pushed open the door and dragged the curtains aside.My room had been this unkept, but she got pictures of herself all over the living room, and takes a luxury daytime rest at the pool.I shrugged and made to the window, with my left palm shielding my nose. I knew what would happen if I drag the curtains aside, so, I had to first take defense, before heading to the window.I held the curtains and dragged them aside, and thus came into view, a dust ridden window. It had been shot for two years, and it had not been cleaned for two good years.Gosh.I had no clue on why Aunt Elsie became somewhat careless. It was very much unlike her, who would do the cleaning and the cooking without seeking aid from the maids.I looked