All Chapters of Head Over Heels For His Billionaire Ex-wife : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

ROSY “We will read the will,” Mr. Rodrigo declared and cleared his throat loudly, making me narrow my eyes in irritation. This has always been their desire, having all the fortunes to themselves. I leaned into the seat, sighing out in anger as I shut my sense of hearing to everything the lawyer was rambling about. I wasn’t interested in knowing what was bequeathed to them. However, one thing was certain: the smile on their face was incomplete; probably, they hadn’t received what they were looking forward to having. "All my estates in the country go to my lovely granddaughter, Rosy Connor." “The estate is bequeathed to Rosy?” those words got me snapping my eyes up at them. Anger and disappointment were laced on their faces as they glared at me. I switched my attention away from them and looked at Mr. Rodrigo who had paused to let their anger wear off. “The estates?” I asked in a low mocking voice. “Yes, all the estates under Madam Helen’s name were bequeathed to

SILAS I groaned loudly and slammed the phone on the table, ruffling my hair in anger. “Don’t tell me that arrogant troublemaker saved her again?” I muttered, sighing loudly in defeat. My brows twitched as questions roamed in my head. How did Caleb get to know that I was planning to kill Rosy? This is strange. Does he have an informant among us? But even if he does, how did he come to find out my intentions? No one else knows about this, not even the rest of the family members. I scoffed out loudly, unable to place how Caleb was able to figure out my plots. “Doing things alone will only lead to failure,” the voice that spoke up behind me made me spin around, full of fear. My fears died down when I saw Mariano smirking at me as he leaned leisurely on the door jamb. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I muttered, pretending to be unaware of the meaning of his words. “I heard you, Silas, you attempted to take Rosy’s life,” Mariano said, a smirk tugged at the cor

ROSYThe stranger’s taunts haunted me, causing several questions to arise in my head.I sighed and stared out of the window, enjoying the calming air that pushed all my worries away for a moment An idea snapped into my head and I forced my eyes open.“Turn the car around, take me to the Connor mansion,” I ordered.The chauffeur obeyed without questions and drove to the Connor mansion which was no longer inhibited by Madam Helen.I got out of the car and walked past the security without getting any queries.The questions in my mind increased the closer I got to the large house standing before me.A breath escaped my lips as I pushed the large doors open and stepped into the house.If there is a way to find Madam Helen’s murderer, then this is the way.I can’t sit there and blame my evil relatives with no evidence. I have to find out who killed Madam Helen, whoever it is needs to be fished out.The few cleaners left in the house went about their business, paying no attention

ROSY I groaned out, rubbing my burning head. I dropped my head to the side and felt a chilling feeling snap across my body. My lashes fluttered as my eyes snapped open. I sprang up and gasped out as my eyes fell on the chains clad around my wrists and ankles. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I slowly took in the environment. I was in a dark room, sprawled out on a bare floor, with a skull-breaking headache tormenting me severely. I groaned out again and shook my head, trying to shake my consciousness back into place. “Help me!” I screamed out loudly, hoping that someone would hear me and come to my rescue. A low groan behind me made me shudder slightly. “Can you stop shouting?” a familiar voice muttered and my jaws dropped open. Wasn’t that Caleb’s voice? I batted my lashes and counted to ten before parting my lips to spew out words that would either determine my survival or death. “Who are you?” I asked, cranking my head back to the dark corner where the voic

CALEBA slight feeling brushed against my chest quickly, my eyes snapped open, and I welcomed the lights that pierced into my eyes. I groaned lowly and tilted my head to the side. My lashes batted in surprise as I stared at Mario who was sleeping peacefully on the bed. I muttered a short prayer for his recovery with a heart full of sadness and anger Mario has always risked his life for me. Why can’t I do the same for him? I can’t watch someone else die because of me, and neither can I give up everything after coming this far. I have to find Sherry and Madam Helen’s murderer, but I will have to do that alone from now henceforth. I can’t involve any other person aside from Rosy. I won’t let Mario get hurt because of me. I will help him find his family and go back to the peaceful life he was living before he met me. I chuckled and tried to shift closer to him but the pain that shot through my body stopped me. My face creased as the pain doubled up, shrinking my bre