All Chapters of My Ex-Husband is Out of Control: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Sophia’s POVAs I stood outside the grocery store, Troy's message still fresh in my mind, my hand trembled. I began to type a message to Daniel. Maybe he could have me picked up by a driver or he could book me a cab so I could get home faster. I didn't want to see Troy—didn't want to revisit the chaos he'd brought into my life. But then, before I could finish composing my message to Daniel, there he suddenly was, appearing out of nowhere like a specter from a troubled past.“What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice sharper than intended. “Are you following me? How did you find me?”“I have my ways,” he said mysteriously, frightening me. “I know where you live. I know where Reese goes to school. I know where you get your groceries. I know where you work…”His words gave me the chills. I could tell that he was satisfied to see the look of horror on my face. Troy shrugged nonchalantly. “We're family, Sophia. Family helps each other out.”I scoffed bitterly, despite being a little

Sophia’s POVI raced down the hospital hallway, footsteps echoing in the sterile silence. My heart pounded, the words I'd overheard from Elijah echoing in my mind like a relentless drumbeat. Tears blurred my vision as I fled, anger and hurt mixing into a bitter cocktail. How could I still feel this way? I thought I'd moved on, convinced myself that Elijah was a closed chapter in my life. Yet, hearing his conversation with Julia tore open old wounds I thought had healed.I found solace in a quiet alcove, pressing my back against the cool wall. I can’t believe it, I thought with mixed emotions. Am I still craving for his genuine love, still hoping it’s going to come?Gathering my composure, I decided to check in on Grandma Evelyn. I took several deep breaths and began walking toward her hospital room. Since I was already here, it would be good to know about her progress from the doctors and nurses assigned to her. Approaching Evelyn's room, I caught sight of Chris's parents standing o

Elijah’s POVThe rhythmic ticking of the clock on the wall seemed to match the steady hum of the air conditioning unit in the corner of the room. I leaned back on the plush, leather chair in the hospitality room, my eyes drifting over the stack of documents Connor had delivered earlier. This special section of the hospital was more like a high-end hotel than a medical facility, with its soft lighting, elegant furnishings, and the faint scent of lavender in the air. It was a testament to the power of connections and wealth, a privilege I’d rather not flaunt but often found necessary.Since I was no longer a patient in this hospital but I wanted to stay close to Julia so I could take care of her and assist in her recovery, I opted to stay in the hospitality wing for the time being. I tried to focus on the quarterly reports and merger proposals in front of me, but my thoughts kept wandering back to Julia. Her confession of love had taken me by surprise, and I couldn’t shake the image of

Sophia’s POVFriday arrived faster than I expected. As I walked into the play school grounds, holding Reese's hand tightly in mine, I felt a blend of excitement and nervousness. Elijah was on Reese's other side, holding her hand too. It was surreal to see us like this, together, even if just for a moment. As we passed by a mirror in the hallway, I couldn't help but steal a glance at our reflection.We looked like a picture-perfect family—Reese, Elijah, and me. It touched something deep within me, stirring a bittersweet feeling. For a brief moment, it felt real, and that scared me. It wasn't reality. It was just a fleeting glimpse of what could have been.“Mommy, look! I drew this for you!” Reese exclaimed, pulling me out of my thoughts as she excitedly showed me her colorful drawing of our home that was displayed on a bulletin board.“It's beautiful, sweetheart,” I smiled, kneeling down to her level.Elijah stood beside us, smiling. “She's quite the artist, isn't she?” he remarked so

Elijah’s POVSophia's words hung in the air like a thunderclap. “Troy may have something to do with what happened to you and Julia,” she repeated, her eyes filled with fear and anxiety.I thought about what Troy had said to her. He could have been bluffing, but there could still be some truth there. “I’ll have to find out. We need to inform the investigators.”Before we could discuss further, a small whirlwind in the form of Reese rushed over to us, holding a handful of colorful drawings. “Look, look! I made these today!” she exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement.Sophia and I exchanged a glance, the gravity of our conversation momentarily forgotten. “These are great, Reese,” I said, taking one of the drawings and examining it. “You never fail to amaze us. And it seems that you just keep getting better!”Reese beamed with pride, then let out a big yawn. Sophia glanced at the clock and sighed. “We should get going. It's getting late. Thank you for dinner, Elijah.”“Of course,” I rep