All Chapters of MY EX-HUSBAND’S REMORSE: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

RONAN His nose flared as he turned to me. Fury was lingering through his eyes, taken aback by my words, which made me silently smirk.“IMBECILE! Be careful with your accusations, Volkov. You don't have proof that Belle is not my biological daughter!”He looked guilty and defensive.“Do we need a DNA test here?” I opened my laptop to send a message to my private investigator. “Because I have one here.” I bluff just to put him under control.He nervously laughs as he taps the bottom of his cane multiple times on the floor, giving me an eerie sound, but it's kinda irritating to my ears.“Is that your way to ruin my relationship with my OWN daughter?!”I stopped typing and looked at him with amusement in my eyes.This is getting interesting. “Why are you so mad about it? You look defensive that other people knew the secret of this family.”“There's no secret. You're just bluffing and putting negative things in our way!” He scowled at the top of his lungs. “I don't care that you did a bi

YSABELLE *LAST NIGHT*As I was about to enter the car, Kevin stopped me by softly pulling me away from the car.“It's best for you not to come with us, Ms. Cortez.”I shoved his hand frustratedly. “I need to talk to Cleo.”But he blocked my way with a deep sigh.“We can bring her here–”“You're with me. You can protect me just like what Ronan ordered you to do.” “Madame, it's dangerous.”I showed him the cold single action army, which was owned by Ronan.“Don't worry. You taught me how to use Ronan’s gun. I'm all in. So, stop hesitating, and let's go.”I walked past him and entered the car. Kevin was contemplating whether to listen to me or obey Ronan’s command to not make me get near the danger zone.I'm not ready to die. I will come back here and be with the kids and Ronan. So, I will do my best to be alive and get out of danger. Kevin’s life is at risk, too, if something happens to me.After a minute of thinking thoroughly, he came in and closed the door of the car. One of the bo

YSABELLE My hands were shaking while trying to press the gunshot wound in his chest to stop the bleeding, according to Jessica.But they are not stopping until Dad coughs more blood.“N-No… No…”I sobbed painfully, seeing him fighting for his life.“I love you… my… daughter.” His words broke up, and all he could say were stuttering sounds after that.I shook my head as I held his hands. “No, no, no. Don't close your eyes, Dad. Please, I'm begging don't close your eyes–” But he suddenly stopped moving. “D-Dad?” I tried to move him by slapping his face lightly, but he's being unresponsive. “No… No… No! Please wake up.” I begged as I hugged him tightly, burying my face on his neck. But he won't move anymore. His chest stopped pounding and the same with his breathing. I only cry uncontrollably as I keep blaming myself for being stubborn. It was my fault… I should have listened to him… I should have just hid behind that goddamn tree.He promised to stay with me. He promised not to lea

YSABELLE I woke up and felt the heaviness of my eyes, lazy enough to open first thing in the morning. I lay down, exhausted, and lost the will to move.The horrible happenings the other night were still fresh in my mind and heart. But I don't feel the guilt of killing Cleo.Not even an inch.I heard the twins giggle outside, which made me open my eyes and gaze at the window.Slowly, I got out of bed and walked to the window. Only to see the children I cherished in my entire being.The twins are playing in the pool. Smiles were painted on their tiny and gorgeous faces.Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered my Dad's excitement of wanting to meet the twins.If I had only known... If I had only had a hint of the truth… that he was my real father, I would not have made my desire to talk to Cleo come true. I wish I could follow him. I wish I had listened to him.But what's the use of regretting my actions that night? He's already gone.My chest twitches in pain as I turn my back at

YSABELLE As I entered the VIP room of the restaurant, the nervous smile of Jessica greeted me. She gained weight, but her awkward smile was still the same.“Hi.”I cleared my throat as I slowly reached the couch.“Hi, Jess.”I was surprised that she still had my number after not seeing or communicating for two years. But I was more surprised that she wanted to meet me.She got married yesterday, and that was all over the news. She should be on her honeymoon, not here with me.“You've changed.” She suddenly spoke. “I mean, you cut down your hair. It suits you.”A smile painted on my lips at her compliment.“Thanks.” I drink some water before clearing my throat again.“Congratulations on your marriage.”Her smile slowly faded, and she looked down on her fingers, fidgeting in her lap.I know what she felt.“You… didn't come.”My fingers tightened around the glass.She sent me an invitation card but I refused to attend her wedding.“Jessica, you know the situation.” “I was hoping you st