All Chapters of MY EX-HUSBAND’S REMORSE: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

YSABELLEWhen we arrived at the mansion in Nice, Ashton was burning. So we immediately called an in-house doctor to check if he was severely sick. Thank God, he's not critical.Ashley was now with Cleo in her room. She was so worried about Ashton that she couldn't stop crying. Cleo calmed her down before we arrived.However, my aunt is nowhere. She left when they arrived here and didn't even tell Cleo where she was going.I wonder where she is.After dinner, I have my dinner with Ashton in his room and I'm glad he's not picky in food, unlike Ashley when she's sick. After an hour, he goes back to sleep.While tucking him in his bed, the door suddenly opened and Ronan came in with milk for Ashton.“How is he?”“His fever went down.”I accepted the milk and drank it instead of my son because he was already asleep; it would be a waste if I didn't. “That's good.”He sat at the bedside of Ashton and kissed his forehead. He then strokes Ashton's hair with his warm and big hands.“He rarely

YSABELLE “You're quiet.”I was startled at Cleo’s voice in front of me, almost forgetting her presence for hours.“I'm listening,” I said She's ranting something about her love life and career life but here I am, spacing out instead of helping my cousin to move on from that cowardly jerk for throwing their relationship like trash. She opened another can of beer and handed it to me. I looked down at my beer and didn't notice it was empty again.With a sigh, I took it from her and drank almost half of it.“What did that woman say and you are dumbfounded like that?”“My adoptive mother and father are not actually married.”She just shrugged. “That was a trend. Living with the partner before marriage.”“Not that… Why does have Dad to make a big lie like that just to–”“Ask the deceased, Ysabelle.” Hse sarcastically said, which made me frown. “It's already in the past. Your adoptive father is already resting and your adoptive mother seems to be having a great life. Don't be stuck in the

YSABELLE I walked back and forth with Ronan in front of me. He's holding the phone and even looking closely inside to get more information.I was shaken just by remembering Paul, and now he's calling the phone, which I think he's connected to my aunt.But did that phone really belong to my aunt?“Do you think this belongs to your aunt?”I stop and gaze at Ronan as we have the same thoughts about it.“I found the phone in my father's hospital room. Who else is coming in and out of the room, except us two?”He sighed heavily, causing me to let out a breath as I sat opposite him.I looked at the door, making sure my aunt was not coming back to my room.It didn't cross my mind that she was the one who was helping Paul get away from the authorities. “Let's run a fingerprint test.”I immediately looked at Ronan. “Would that be possible? I touch the phone too.”“So do I. But since it's a burner phone, we can't locate the real owner of the phone.”“Did you find anything?” He shook his head,

YSABELLEI was in total silence on our way back to Nice, on the plane, and even in the car. Rage, disappointment, and confusion lingered in me. Why was everything connected?First, my aunt, and now my deceased uncle? Who is really the person behind Paul? Why is he doing this?It's difficult to conclude that my aunt might be the starting point for all of this mess. We don't have any concrete evidence to point everything to her.Also, I heard the organization that was formed by my uncle died years ago after his death.“Are you okay?”Ronan diverted my attention.“Ronan, do you find my family suspicious?” I suddenly asked since I needed his opinion, too.“Yeah.”“After you heard Connor?”“No.” I confusedly look at him. “Belle, please don't be mad. To tell you the truth, I did an investigation about your biological family.”“Why?”“I just did that because of your uncle’s past activities before he died.” He held my hand softly. “To help hide their flaws because it will affect mine too.”H

YSABELLEA morning came and I woke up without Ronan around me. He might be preparing my breakfast since I still could not stand alone.My arm was the one that was hurt, but my legs seemed weak to move. I only sighed as I stared at the bedside table where my handbag was.I remember the phone that I found in my father's bedroom and the hospital.Was it really my aunt who wanted me dead?I'm worried about Cleo and Jessica if they find out we are suspecting their mother.Speaking of, I haven't talked with Cleo after the shootout in the mansion. I saw her when I woke up but I never got a chance to have a conversation with her.The same goes for her mother.I hope Paul and his accomplices will be caught to make all of this over. I get even more frightened every time Paul attacks when I'm with the kids. I'm afraid they might get involved in the trouble of the elders.Just then, the door suddenly opened and my face brightened to see the twins running to my bed, carrying something in their han