All Chapters of You belong to me! Ex wife : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Alan returned to the clinic a few minutes later after Michelle left and decided to find her. On the way to her hostel, he saw a girl holding Michelle by the arm and hurried toward them. Just a few feet from them, he heard the girl's shameless statement. He was going to ask her to stop talking trash when she pushed Michelle. His heart raced as he secured his arms around Michelle's petite frame.“Are you alright?” he asked Michelle after steadying her. “I'm fine. Thank you.” Michelle said as the tears she had been holding back since she found out about her pregnancy came running down her face.“You girls should be ashamed of yourselves. Falsely accusing someone and trying to hurt her? Do you know what I do to girls like you who bully others?” Alan asked in a menacing voice, a deadly expression the girls had never seen before plastered on his usually calm face. The girls took a few steps back, a wave of fear surrounding them.However, Michelle, wanting to vent her frustration, approache

The sleek black car Michelle was riding in came to a halt in front of the grand stone church, its polished exterior gleaming in the soft glow of the afternoon sun. A bodyguard stepped forward, pulling open the door. Inhaling a deep breath to steady her racing heart, Michelle stepped out of the car, her elegant mermaid wedding gown flowing around her like a cascade of delicate lace and satin. The intricate beading sparkled, catching the light with every subtle movement she made. As soon as she stepped out, a bright voice pierced through the air. “My beautiful best friend!” Clara exclaimed, her eyes filled with joy. “Clara? You came? I thought you wouldn't make it." Michelle’s voice trembled with emotion, tears welling up in her eyes as she rushed into Clara's welcoming embrace. Clara wrapped her arms tightly around Michelle. “I couldn’t miss it for the world!” Clara said, her smile radiant. “Seeing my best friend standing here in her breathtaking wedding gown is a moment I simp

~An hour later~ Michelle's eyes shot open at the soft murmur of voices near her. She blinked several times, trying to orient herself in the blinding hospital room. Relief washed over her when she saw Alan’s familiar face. “My love, you are awake,” Alan said, a warm smile breaking through the tension on his face as he gently cupped Michelle's cheek with his hand, his touch both comforting and tender. However, panic seeped into Michelle's voice as she recalled the events leading up to her awakening. “Where is Luis? Didn’t he bring me to the hospital?” Michelle asked, urgency lacing her words, her heart racing at the thought of Luis. A glint of confusion crossed Alan's face as he studied her. “My love, who is he, and why are you so worried about him, instead of your well-being?” Curiosity laced his tone, mingled with an undercurrent of anxiety. Michelle hesitated for a moment, the weight of her feelings pressing down on her. “He is the man I love, the father of my baby.” Her conf

“Ahh, Luis...! Gentle, please..." A fully naked Selena, whose back was wet with sweat dripping down, her blonde hair firmly twisted in Luis' firm grip, cried out, her breath labored as Luis slammed ruthlessly into her from behind. Luis grunted, pulling out and slamming into Selena, his hand connecting with her already red ass and spanking it hard. Selena gasped at the sting, her throbbing pussy clenching Luis' dick; she could feel herself getting to the edge once again, just then, Luis drove his dick into her with force, and that did it, her grip on the dining table weakening as she rested her forehead on it, her body trembling. Her legs, which were spread apart, badly quivering from the pleasure. Selena closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation as Luis continued thrusting inside her, his dick filling and widening her pussy with his thickness, all her strength drained, causing her legs to weaken, and she collapsed on the dining table panting. Luis continued thrusting into her

In a mansion located on the outskirts of town, the sound of a crying child filled the dining room, and a man dressed in a three-piece suit held the boy in his arms as he tried to calm the crying child. “Michelle?!” Alan called out. “I’m almost done!” Michelle cried from the kitchen. “Hear that, champion? Your mummy is almost finished with your breakfast…” Mitchell, at Alan’s voice, stopped crying, looking at Alan’s face, but continued to cry the moment Alan stopped talking. “Here, give him to me!” Michelle said, urgency lacing her voice as she placed the purée she had prepared on the table. She sat down and stretched out her hands to Alan. Alan handed Mitchell to her as she started feeding him. “So are you bringing him to work?” Alan asked. “Yes…!” Michelle answered briefly. “But you haven’t done that before?” Alan raised a question at Michelle's answer. “I know, that’s why he’s staying with you,” Michelle clarified, and Alan demanded, “Me?” “Yes, you.” Alan, at Michelle's