All Chapters of Resisting My Possessive Ex-husband : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Patrick’s POVUpon arriving at the hospital, I rushed to the reception and began questioning the nurses I met there."Where's Susan?" I screamed frantically."Please calm down, sir, this is a hospital," a nurse replied."I don't care if it's a church or a market square. Where is Susan?""Mr. Gale, why are you here?" Dr. Georgina, Susan's friend, suddenly came out from one of the wards and asked.I approached her, asking, "Where is she? I know she was admitted here. I want to see her, please."Growing increasingly anxious, I was this close to entering every ward I saw to look for Susan. Dr. Georgina finally sighed, "Come with me."She led me to Susan's ward and opened the door. Seeing Susan sleeping on the bed, looking so frail and broken, my heart shattered."Suzy," I softly called out, tears threatening to fall. "What happened to you, my Suzy?" I asked softly, addressing no one in particular. Dr. Georgina stood by the door, watching with sad eyes, clearly affected by Susan's condit

Godfather's POV"What the hell have you all been doing in the company? Have I wasted my hard-earned money on fools that can't even do anything right?" I raged angrily at the directors I had entrusted with the company.They were supposed to be my eyes and ears in the company, but they have just turned completely useless to me! What was the essence of still keeping them as directors in the company if they couldn't give me what I desired?"Godfather, it's really not our fault. We also didn't expect Patrick to…"I threw the vase close to me at Berkeley as he started making excuses. He screamed and shielded himself from getting hurt.That was the only thing they were good at – making excuses every single time!"If you say one more stupid thing here, I promise you won't leave here alive," I threatened angrily, causing him to recoil in fear.Trying to control my anger, I asked, "I thought giving my daughter's shares to Berkeley was a smart idea which would give you all more leverage in the c

George's POV"Mommy!"Isabella ran towards Susan, who was eating porridge, and hugged her tightly."Oh, my baby! You're finally back from school. I've missed you so much. How are you, sweetie?" Susan asked, tears of joy welling up in her eyes. Isabella used her tiny hands to wipe the happy tears on Susan's face. These days, it seemed like Susan's emotions were always on the surface, ready to spill over at any moment."Don't worry, sweetie. I'm fine. Mommy's just so happy to see you," Susan reassured Isabella, hugging her once more."Thank you for bringing her here, Patrick. I'm grateful," Susan said to Patrick, who was standing by the door."It's not a problem. Isabella really missed you a lot. How are you doing?" Patrick asked.Could he not see that Susan was recovering well? Hadn't I informed him that she was fine? Why was he asking such obvious questions?"I'm getting better. I'm even tired of staying in the hospital. I can't wait to be discharged and go home so I can make delicio

Bosco’s POVThe moment had come. I couldn't hide anymore; it was finally time to tell the truth.Hiding amongst the shadows and watching Rose's killer live a good life felt like a stab of a thousand needles in my heart. I couldn't just take it anymore.Why should he be living comfortably while my Rose laid 6ft down rotting away! George Grey was the worst person I had ever known in my life. He was a wicked, manipulative bastard who thought he could control everything.But not anymore. This time, I was ready to step out of the shadows and make him pay. I have been the one calling Patrick anonymously.Every time he answered, I would panic and hesitate as memories of Rose's cold body flooded my mind, leaving me stunned and unable to say a word.I promised myself I would reveal my identity next time I called him again, but I never had the courage.Until he threatened to stop answering my calls. That was my last chance to tell him the truth, so I texted him that I knew who killed Rose.So

Susan's POVI wiped my tears and pleaded, "Just give me five more minutes, George."But he adamantly refused, "No, I've listened to you since you got discharged and done everything you asked, but not this time. She's caused you nothing but pain, and you still want to listen to her lies. We're leaving now!""George, please..." I started to protest, but he cut me off."Don't test my patience, Susan! Let's go now!" he yelled angrily.Reluctantly, I stood up to go with him. Abigail sobbed loudly, pleading, "Ma, please believe me, I didn't kill your child. Please, get me out of here! I beg you!"I glanced back at her one last time before George slowly nudged me towards the door. I left the police station feeling torn and conflicted.The doubts I had earlier about George resurfaced. Abigail's words echoed in my mind, intensifying my inner conflict."I warned you about her, but you just wouldn't listen. What did she tell you?" George asked as he drove us home."Nothing much, she just kept pl