All Chapters of Head Over Heels For His Billionaire Ex-wife : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ROSYI couldn’t believe that my entire family had turned against me. What baffles me the most is that Madam Helen is part of them, too.I thought I could trust her; I thought she would never abandon me like everyone else.But it seems I was born to live my life lonely and desolate with no one by my side.To my astonishment, they chose no one to side with aside the man that I crave for his soul, the man I can’t wait to stain my hands with his blood, bloody Caleb Thompson!My fist clenched, and I tried so hard to refrain from blowing up. I wanted to leave, but my numb feet wouldn’t move from their position.Madam Helen promised that she would make me an outcast. So, this was it; she kept to her word like she always does.She has flung me away like some piece of trash and has invited my father’s enemy to dine with her.“Are you okay, Rosy?” Alejandro’s voice seeped into my raging head and I looked at him, trying not to glare.“Yes, I am fine,” I muttered coldly.“You ended

CALEB I gulped down the brandy and licked my lips as I stared at the dancefloor filled with ladies dancing seductively to the heavy beats of the music playing in the clubhouse. ‘The dancefloor’, as we call it, is a place in the clubhouse where atrocities and sex-making are found. It is easier to find a lady on the dancefloor than on the streets. That is one place that I hated in the clubhouse, and that place is what makes me avoid coming here with my crazy friends. I averted my gaze away from the dancefloor and glanced at my ‘so-called’ friends. “Why did you insist that we come here?” I snapped at Julius and Kim who wouldn’t stop arguing about a girl that broke up with Kim last night. They kept mute and faced me. “Come on, what’s up with you these days, huh?” Julius snapped and Kim cackled loudly. “He must still be mourning over his ex-wife,” Casper chipped and I shot him a glare. “Have fun!” Kim said, hitting his fist on my chest. “There are a lot of girls right

ROSYThe sharp rays of light that stung into my eyes woke me up.I groaned and turned around then opened my eyes slowly.The soft mattress and white sheets that wrapped around me made me smile sweetly.Only one person can tuck me in like that. Evan.I fluttered my lashes and snapped my sleepy eyes open to reality.What am I saying? Evan is gone, or wait, did he return?I glanced around the unfamiliar room and sighed as my hopes got dashed on a rock.I would have believed that Evan was back if I had been in my room.I got up, wondering where I was and what I was doing there.This doesn’t look like one of Caleb’s rooms, Veronica's, or Madam Helen's.Oh, damn it! Where the hell am I?I twitched my lips in disgust as I tasted a foul taste in my mouth, I also noticed that a disgusting smell surrounded me.I pulled the sheet away and made a face of disgust when I saw the dry vomit splattered across my dress.Okay, that smell was coming from me, and I didn’t like it.I forgot

ROSY Immediately the door opened, I jumped forward and swung the saucepan at whoever was at the door, but a hard large hand gripped my wrist. I winced and thrust the knife forward, but my hand was gripped and twisted. I yelled as I felt a bone snap. The knife and saucepan fell out of my hands and I was pushed to the ground. My back slammed on the wall, and I felt pain shoot through my body as I groaned, biting my lips to ease the kind of pain I was feeling. I slowly opened my eyes, and my jaws dropped as I stared at Mario, who, in turn, was staring unremorsefully at me. He shut the door and it got locked again. I heard a low groan in the kitchen and my heart leaped. That jerk! He must be awake! The groan turned into a mocking laugh as I heard feet shuffle slowly towards me. “Do you think you can run away so easily, Rosy?” Caleb’s voice paralyzed my entire body. Mario bowed to him and picked the weapons I used to fight a lost fight. He walked into the

ROSY Am I dreaming? Of course, I am dreaming! How can Caleb be alive? How? My heart slowly began to freeze as he rolled the wheelchair towards the bed I was lying on, that terrific smirk never left his face. “I woke up before you even though I was the injured one,” he teased and I scoffed. My brows furrowed together when I saw a smile curve up on Madam Helen’s lips as she stared admiringly at Caleb. “Thank you so much for what you did, Mr. Thompson, how do we repay you for your kindness?” Madam Helen asked and I glared at her from the corner of my eye. Caleb’s chortle made me snap my angry eyes in his direction. His deceitful large grey eyes were fixed on my crimson face as he twitched his lips sinisterly. I wonder what could be going on in his mind right now. What game is he trying to play now? That coward! He better not think of mentioning marriage as a payback. “You don’t need to pay me back. I am doing what I should have done five years ago,” he muttered and my