All Chapters of My Cold Husband : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Aaron’s voice was cracking as he realized the gravity of his actions. “I didn’t mean to…” Clara’s eyes were filled with tears as she took a cautious step back. She could see the conflict in Aaron’s eyes, the regret starting to take hold, but the fear she felt was overwhelming. “I can see what you meant to do” she repeated, her voice barely a whisper. Aaron’s hand trembled as he lowered the gun. The weight of what he had just done pressed down on him like a physical burden. He had crossed a line he never thought he would cross, and now he had to live with the consequences. For a moment, the two of them just stood there in silence, the air thick with tension and unspoken words. Then, without another word, Clara turned and fled the room, leaving Aaron standing there alone, the gun still in his hand, his mind reeling from what had just happened. Upstairs, Lily sat on her bed, completely unaware of the confrontation that had just taken place downstairs. She assumed Aaron and Clara

Zared’s words from their last encounter kept replaying in her head. "I made mistakes, but I love you, Lily.” She hated how those words lingered, how they made her question everything she thought she knew about her feelings. Zared had hurt her in ways she never thought was possible, but his sincerity in their last conversation was undeniable. She was trying to focus on everything but Zared but nothing worked in her favour. The tension which lingered in the house was making her suffocate, no matter how curious she was about what had happened between Clara and Aaron, she wanted to give them space. Aaron didn't come home after he left and Clara had been in her room all day, even though she did come out a few times for her meals but she didn't interact with Lily, she wondered if she had something to do with what had happened between them, the guilt of the possibility was already seeping in, she collected some breath and headed outside to get some fresh air. It was chilly outside and

Lily sighs at Aaron's response. She knew this wasn't her, maybe not the old her but this is what she felt was better for her, maybe he didn't deserve to die or maybe he did, but whatever will happen will happen for good, she told herself. She wanted him dead so she could get rid of any possibilities of coming face to face with him in the future, she wasn't a person who would want anyone dead just for her sake and she hated everyone who made her like this. "I don't know when I became this person, Aaron, I've never been this cruel, but...I want you to kill him, please." She looked up at him. He was thinking about something, probably how heartless Lily had become and when did all her innocence get away, she thought. "If this is called being cruel then maybe I am the devil, I've killed those who have not harmed me." "It was for me though, you killed all those guards because of me-" "Does that make me cruel ?" "Of course not-" "Wanting someone who robbed you of your life dead, who

The sound of Lily's laughter drifted up from the hallway below, light and carefree, as if the weight of the past had finally begun to lift, it was followed by Aaron’s familiar teasing tone, their banter spilling through the cracks of Clara’s closed door like a warm balm. It brought a small, fleeting smile to Clara's lips. Lily was healing, and that was what mattered most. But the guilt gnawed at her edges, because part of her still doubted. Had she been right to confront Zared? Had she truly done what was best for Lily, or had she acted on her own anger, her own biases? The sound of approaching footsteps snapped Clara out of her spiral. There was a soft knock at her door before it creaked open, and Lily’s caramel hair appeared around the corner, her hazel eyes sparkling with post-exam relief. “You okay?” Lily asked, stepping fully into the room, her brow furrowing as she took in Clara’s posture. “You’ve been quiet since this morning. Is everything alright?” Clara straightened,

"Please...please-please." The limp body whispered. The man standing in front crouched down at his level. "Was that how she begged ? Was that....how she pleaded you....to let go off her?" He said, fury instilled in his eyes, "Did you think of how all the women must be suffering Alex ? Did you leave them when they pleaded you like this ?" Alex looked up at him. "I just did what...I was t-told." He whispered, barely managing to take his words out. "Nothing can ever change what you have done with every one of them, and none of them can live the same again, you stole her innocence, you stole the life in her, you don't deserve anything but pain, but unfortunately, today is your last day, I promised her I would kill you today, but it's just 9:30, I can do whatever I want with you till midnight, Alex." "I-I'll do whatever you-ask, Knight, please." Aaron stood up, towering over Alex’s frail, trembling form, his face an unreadable mask of fury and disgust. "Whatever I ask?" A