All Chapters of Revenge on My Ex-husband: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

"I wonder what's going on?" said a middle-aged woman disdainfully. "But she deserves to be thrashed for being a mistress! She had it coming!" Evelyn was beaten severely all the way from the bed to the floor and took several powerful kicks to the stomach. Her back hurt so badly that she curled into a ball and had trouble straightening her back.There was no reason why Digby had gone crazy and begun assaulting her.She lifted her face in despair, tears streaming down her cheeks. She argued, "No, he's lying! I didn't... Ugh...!!!"Digby denied her the opportunity to defend herself. Raising his foot, he stepped hard on Evelyn's back. She writhed in agony as she was pinned to the floor.Her face was badly swollen and bruised, with two purple patches appearing under her eyes.The onlookers agreed that, as a mistress, she deserved her misfortune. Everyone just stood there, watching the scene unfold. Her screams and squeals of agony fell on deaf ears.She paid no attention to the IV

That made Olivia overjoyed. Astonished, she said, "Oh my, you're such a sweetheart. Give me the details!" Her daughter, she believed, was thoughtful and dear to her heart. On the contrary, Christopher would be more likely to lecture her than to offer counsel.After her previous setback, Natasha had begun to monitor Nolan Enterprise's every move.She was continuously monitoring the news and noted an outpouring of pleasant remarks about Melody online.People praised her for being a decisive, self-sufficient, and dominant modern woman."Mom, you won't believe this, but recently a lot of people have been applauding that bitch, calling her a modern, powerful woman."Natasha clarified, "She doesn't rely on men, doesn't need men, and is completely committed to her career."After hearing this, Olivia scoffed, "What a lie! What can a fool do? Doesn't she have to do all sorts of housework to get by in our house? What a charlatan!""That's right! What do you think would happen if it beca

Witnessing Jonathan's escalating frustration, the butler quickly moved closer to lend support and gently patted his back, attempting to soothe his rising temper.Franz went on to say, "Perhaps Mr. Bolton was busy with work and didn't pay much attention to household matters, resulting in his unawareness of Ms. Nolan's birthday."However, his attempt to alleviate the situation only intensified Jonathan's irritation."Busy? How busy could he be?" he roared. The elderly man furrowed his brows, his hand trembling as he pointed accusingly at Christopher."They shared the same roof for three years. Was it so hard for him to inquire about it? It's clear that he never truly cared about Mel!""I..."Christopher found himself clenching his fists, unable to give a response.He could not refute Jonathan's accusation because he was right.During their marriage, he had been blinded by Talia and was engrossed in his work, leaving little to no room in his heart for Melody.In stark contrast,

Albert made an effort to conceal his emotions.He replied nonchalantly, "You mentioned the man in your dream looks like me. Surely he has the looks of a model. Is he someone you know?""I can't say I know him," Melody replied, her brow furrowing slightly as she revisited the memory of her dream. "He appeared to be a hacker, and he was teaching me hacking skills in the dream."Things that Albert had carefully hidden were suddenly revealed. His eyes locked onto Melody in a way that was intense and filled with complexity.Noticing his prolonged silence, Melody looked up and prompted, "Hmm?"Their eyes met, and Albert quickly had his expression under control.He cracked a casual smile as though nothing had happened."Oh, it's nothing. I was just wondering why you'd dream of someone who looks like me."Leaning in a little closer, he winked playfully and teased her, "Perhaps I've been on your mind a little too much?"Melody burst into laughter at his remark, extending her hand pla

The butler, who had not had the chance to speak until now, finally found an opening to interject.Franz cautiously suggested, "Perhaps he has come to realize his debt to you and is attempting to make amends."Andrew's expression turned colder as he retorted, "An expensive piece of embroidery can never make up for the pain Mel has suffered. He thinks he can make amends now? It's way too late for that!"Levian, recalling the difficult times Melody had faced while with the Boltons, angrily concurred, "Right, his gifts mean nothing. Even a hundred beatings wouldn't suffice to quell my anger! Money can't heal the emotional scars. He's so full of himself!"Melody carefully put away the embroidery. She placed it back in the box and calmly said to Franz, "Scars are not that easy to heal. After all, gifts are just lifeless objects."However, Melody paused abruptly as she stowed the embroidery, her eyes catching sight of some bloodstains on the other box. Her heart raced as she swiftly pi