All Chapters of Her Ex-husband's Deception : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Despite Pietro’s repeated attempts to shut down Alessia’s attempts at building a relationship with their daughter Sophia, she remained persistent. Alessia had managed to find out the address of Pietro’s company and wouldn’t stop coming in, requesting an audience with him. She had even managed to get his home address and had shown up one evening when Skylar and the boys were over. Her appearance had everybody on edge, especially Skylar.That evening had been a quiet one, with everyone gathered in the living room. Jared and Lorenzo were playing with their toys on the floor, while Sophia was reading a book on the couch next to Skylar. Pietro was in the kitchen, preparing snacks for everyone.The doorbell rang, startling everyone. Pietro wiped his hands on a towel and went to answer it. When he opened the door, his expression immediately soured. “Alessia, what are you doing here?”Skylar’s heart sank as she saw Alessia standing in the doorway, her confident demeanour a stark contrast t

The Calm Before the Storm The weeks had gone by, and with each passing day, the worries about Jason’s whereabouts and Alessia’s presence started to dissipate. Skylar and Pietro had been enjoying the new phase of their relationship. The intimacy had unlocked a deeper connection, and they were basking in the bliss of it. The children had adapted well to the changes, and the household felt more like a united family every day. It was a calm afternoon, and Skylar was fed up with having to stay indoors since she had come down with a stomach bug a few days ago. Her illness had kept her confined to the house, much to her frustration. Today, however, she was in the company of Evelyn, Sophia, and Valentina. The boys and Emilio were at the park and planned to spend the night at Pietro’s house. As Evelyn, Sophia, and Valentina busied themselves in the kitchen, preparing dinner, Skylar decided she needed some fresh air. The urge to break free from the confines of the house was too strong to r

Skylar huddled in the corner of the cold basement, wrapping the thin blanket tighter around her shoulders. The concrete floor beneath her offered no comfort, and the chill of the room seeped into her bones. It had been weeks, maybe even a month since Jason had kidnapped her. Time had blurred into a monotonous haze, marked only by Jason’s sporadic visits and the infrequent, meagre meals he brought her. Her body had been feeling strange for the past few days. At first, she thought it was just the stress and the ever persistent stomach bug , but a nagging suspicion had been growing in the back of her mind. She counted the days as best as she could and realized she should have gone through her monthly cycle by now. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, but not from the cold. Could she be pregnant? Skylar’s hand instinctively moved to her stomach, her heart racing. If she was pregnant, it could only be Pietro’s child. A rush of mixed emotions flooded her: hope, fear, excitement, and

The dim, flickering lightbulb hung from the ceiling, casting long shadows on the cold concrete walls of the basement. Skylar’s hands trembled as she tugged at the hem of the tiny top Jason had provided, trying to make it cover her growing belly. The small assortment of clothes he had given her no longer fit, and hiding her pregnancy was becoming impossible. She knew the day would come when Jason would notice, and that day seemed to be today. As she struggled with the top, the creak of the basement door made her freeze. Jason’s heavy footsteps echoed down the stairs. Skylar turned away from the door, hoping he wouldn’t see the obvious bulge. Her heart pounded in her chest as she heard him approach. “Skylar, love?” Jason called out, his voice filled with suspicion. “What are you doing?” “Just getting dressed,” she replied, her voice shaking. Jason’s eyes narrowed as he walked closer, his gaze lingering on her midsection. He stopped a few feet away, his eyes widening as he finally

Glimmers of Defiance Skylar’s days bled into one another, a monotonous blend of bleakness and despair. The loss of her unborn child had shattered her, leaving her with a hollow ache that no amount of time could heal. Each day she woke up in Jason’s house, she felt the weight of hopelessness settle deeper into her bones. If Pietro and her brother Emilio had the police searching for her, they hadn’t found any trace. Her surroundings were eerily silent, the isolation amplifying her desolation. Despite this, Jason had begun to let her roam the house, a twisted form of trust that felt more like another shackle. His only strict rule was that she never cross the threshold into the living room. Skylar knew better than to test him. The memory of losing her baby to his cruelty was a constant reminder of what he was capable of. But then, something changed. One day, as she lay on the bed, numb and lost in her thoughts, she felt a faint flutter in her stomach. She sat up, her breath catching.