All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 891 - Chapter 900

Ding Dong—The sound of a ringing bell echoed through the house.Madeline paused, having said her piece. She turned her attention away from Owen, who was struggling to catch his breath, his agitation rendering him unable to speak further..She gestured to the doctor, saying, "Give him an injection."The doctor promptly administered the prepared medication.Owen, his gaze locked onto Madeline, managed to gasp out, "You... you're so close to seizing power... Why... Why would you want to... to leave it to..."Madeline let out an indifferent chuckle as she cut him off, "Why did the investigation into my mother's death come to an abrupt halt years ago?"Owen immediately realized she knew everything. Yet, confronted with impending death, he felt utterly powerless."Don't... You… You can't defeat them!""If I can't, someone else can."Be it her grandfather or her father, Madeline had no intentions of sparing those involved in the accident, let alone outsiders. Owen, a mastermind him

Griffith was struggling with how to comfort Charlotte when suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded from outside. Soon after, there was a knock on the door. Charlotte's heart skipped a beat and started pounding like crazy. She had a premonition that Owen was not doing well.The couple stopped joking and got out of bed. She looked for her coat while Griffith went to open the door. Sure enough, it was a servant delivering news, saying that Owen's condition had suddenly worsened, and everyone had already gone over. They were requested to come as well.Griffith nodded.Charlotte came out from the inner room and handed him a coat."I didn't expect to be right," she said helplessly.Griffith held her hand, and before leaving, he asked again."Are you sure you're not interested in the Scott family?"Charlotte glanced at him but didn't answer. Seeing her remain silent, he embraced her and left the room together. Inside Owen's room, there was already a crowd of people. When Griffith and Charl

"Most of those kings didn't end well," Griffith remarked.Hugging his waist, Charlotte tutted, "Don't scare me."Griffith pinched her cheek. "Can you come up with a reasonable explanation then?"Charlotte tilted her head back. "Because I have you?"Griffith remained silent."This is annoying. Why is everyone giving me money lately?" She sighed in exasperation."Forget about money for now. Let's deal with your grandfather's funeral first."Indeed. After Owen passed away, Marcus and Bruce were busy trying to change the will while the other relatives who were there solely for the money couldn't care about the funeral arrangements.Charlotte found it ironic that, in the end, she was left to manage Owen's funeral after he had treated her and William harshly during his lifetime."Discuss it with Madeline," Griffith reminded her.Charlotte suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Madeline's expression when the will was announced. If, as speculated by many, Madeline was included in t

Griffith deliberately stayed upstairs to see what the Sanchez family was up to. Charlotte went downstairs and was surprised to find that Miguel was a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his 50s.Madeline addressed the man as Uncle Miguel and then introduced Charlotte."This is my cousin, Charlotte."Miguel nodded, and Charlotte greeted him and also addressed him as Uncle Miguel. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two of them led him inside.As they came out of the memorial hall, Miguel remarked, "Life is unpredictable. I saw your grandfather just last month. I never thought he'd be gone so soon."Madeline forced a smile and sighed. "He's getting old. There's nothing we can do about it.""I've heard about what happened in your family." Miguel stopped in the hallway, glancing briefly at Charlotte. "Ms. Charlotte, have you studied management before?"Charlotte couldn't discern his intentions and answered truthfully, "No."Miguel smiled ambiguously and said to Madeline, "Y

The rain was pouring heavily outside.There were temporarily no guests back at the main hall. Charlotte and Oliver were talking. She was trying to glean information from him about Oven's thoughts before he passed away. However, Oliver was flattering her.She rolled her eyes inwardly.Madeline returned from the backyard and felt a bit sorry to see Owen still there."It must be hard on you that our grandfather left these troublesome matters behind," she said.Owen sighed helplessly."Your car broke down. Shall I arrange for someone to drive you later?" He looked around and said, "No hurry.""Who are you looking for?" Charlotte asked."Oh, my new assistant." He pushed his glasses and added, "He's taking his sweet time having a meal, I guess."Madeline smirked, "Probably because our food is delicious.""Probably," Oliver said, chuckling.Charlotte was exhausted and didn't notice the hidden meaning in their conversation. Tomorrow was the last day of the funeral, and the board o