All Chapters of MY EX-HUSBAND’S REMORSE: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

YSABELLEIt's confirmed that Mr. Willow was charged with murder, alongside the abduction of me and Jacob last month. There was a recording that was found in Mr. Willow that matched with the voice of Mrs. Volkov. Ronan chose not to touch his mother's belongings in her room since she was gone. When the detectives search the room of his mother, they easily find evidence that points out the connection between Mr. Willow and Mrs. Volkov. Especially exchanging money through bank accounts.Mr. Willow was furious at the jury because he kept saying he was not the mastermind and was just following orders. But still, he was charged with 2 counts of murder.Ronan was quiet these days. I'm not sure if he feel guilt because of what his Mom did.After the trial, Ronan and I visited our father in the cemetery. Ronan chose to be alone with his father's cremation monument. I gave him privacy and headed to my Dad's tomb.Our father didn't really die on the spot in an accident. They were burned inside t

YSABELLEI was in total silence while we were on the plane that belonged to Ronan himself. I was lying in a customized bed while Ronan was in the opposite direction with his MacBook.I'm hesitating to tell him. Why? Because I'm not sure if Candice was telling the truth. What if she's just messing around with me? Or she just needs to say something so that I can bring Ronan to her.I shouldn't be bothered… I should not.“Where did you go earlier?” Ronan suddenly asked.I bit my bottom lip as I swallowed the lump in my throat. I'm glad he's not looking in my direction.“Just meeting an old friend.” He nodded and didn't even suspect that I was lying because Candice was not an old friend. Duh!Whether Candice is telling the truth or not, this issue is not for me. So, I should not hide this from Ronan– Damn! How can I tell him after figuring out that his father died because of his mother and thought he had Connor with Lucia?F*ck! It's too fresh for him to handle this, even though I'm sti

YSABELLEA meeting has occurred and Ronan couldn't stop frowning at the employee who's reporting in front of us. His face cannot be painted by anyone while he is sitting in my father's chair.I tried to turn my back on him while sitting next to him. Where else could I sit? This is the only chair they want me to sit on.I can't concentrate at the meeting, maybe because rage is still within me and I can't look at Ronan because my blood rises every time I see his frowning face.He used to have that kind of face all the time while at work.Was it my fault for doubting his feelings? He keeps mentioning Candice's name and he also opened up the topic, not me. So it's practically his fault, not mine!If he hadn't been angry because I went to see Candice, we wouldn't be like this.After the meeting, I left the room first as fast as possible. But before I could open the door of my office, I felt a presence behind me.With the thought Ronan followed me silently, my heart leaped.“I noticed how y

RONANI closed the door and shoved the clothes on the floor, which was on my way.“Je dois te parler maintenant.”(I need to talk to you now.)“SORTIR!”(GET OUT!)The woman under him seems under the influence but still has a sense of shame while being naked and fuck in front of a random man.I looked away because they are eyesores. “Je suis vraiment pressé, alors parlez-moi calmement.”(I'm really in a hurry, so talk to me in a calm manner.)“J'AI DIT SORTIR !”(I SAID GET OUT!)“Ne me mets pas en colère.”(Don't make me angry.)I pulled out my gun, hiding inside my coat chasing the man to widen his eyes in fear.The woman was about to scream when I pointed the gun at them but I kicked her clothes in their direction, indicating to get dressed and leave.She pushed the man immediately, took her clothes, and ran outside without even wearing them.She must be a prostitute. The man sat on the floor with his jaw clenched this time. It seems like I cut off his happiness in life.I leaned

YSABELLE Even though I am so damn mad at Ronan, I still went home to be with the kids. I can’t reach my aunt but I forgot she’s in Russia. I know she's coming back because the news broke out. However, as I arrived home, a lot of reporters were outside the villa. As soon as they spotted my car, they sprinted to me and flashed those lights from their cameras. I covered my eyes because it hurt even though there was a car mirror.“Ms. Cortez! Ms. Cortez!”The driver was having a hard time getting inside the villa because of the people blocking our way.“Is there any other victim?”“Is your father now leading the mafia of your uncle?”I shut my eyes tightly while devastatingly grasping my hair.“Are you back to doing dirty business?”“What will happen to the company?”“Is he guilty of the accusations?”“What is his intention for killing someone?”And those questions go on and on like a damaged disc in my ear until we finally enter the villa. The securities immediately close the gate bef