All Chapters of Married To My Ex Billionaire Uncle: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Jake suspected Ivy was up to no good. During their conversation, her every word was laced with suspicion, and it was directed towards him. But at the mention of Stella, the world seemed to crumble in front of him; his heart skipped a beat as he sank on his breath, understanding that Ivy knew far more than he expected. She had bitten off more than she could chew. When he saw the sly smile on her face while her phone rang, he knew something was off. And he began wondering why she was hesitating to answer the call. What was she hiding behind that phone call that caused a smirk to appear on her face? And her earlier words, the ones about taking him down, didn't seem like a bluff. His curiosity got the better of him; taking cautious steps, he followed behind her, his movements slow and deliberate. Composing himself, he precariously stalled at the corner of the wall, listening to her conversation on the phone. His brow knitted as Ivy spoke with excitement, her words like a blad

"Jake..." Ivy called, her voice barely audible as she slowly stepped back. "Don't do this... please." Her breathing was ragged, her legs slightly trembling.Jake drew nearer, his resounding footsteps a countdown to danger. "Don't beg me now; you had the chance to before all this started, but you didn't." His nose was twitching, the volume of his voice increasing. "You were playing the hero..."Ivy gulped down, her mind racing, searching for a way out of the predicament. Her earpiece was gone, and her purse, which had her pepper spray, was nowhere to be found. She stood defenseless; fear shook within her, but she masked it with bravery to avoid giving him the satisfaction of seeing her frightened.She jammed her back against the wall, her eyes intently fixed on Jake, her fighting instincts kicking in. Seeing that there was no way to talk him out of hurting her, she resorted to the next thing she could do. "Come at me! COME AT ME!" she hollered, adrenaline surging through her. "You want

A handful of people were scattered throughout the spacious room, their eyes drawn to the couple like magnets, their gazes fixed on the two lovers with a mixture of curiosity and fascination sensing the palpable connection between them. But the moment Zack's gaze shifted to them, they immediately looked away, pretending to be oblivious to their presence. His gaze returned to Ivy, his wry smile etching his face. With his hand still on her waist, he peppered kisses on her forehead, totally disregarding Bryan, who was right beside them. Speechless, he turned around, walking back to wherever he had come from. After the lovebirds were satisfied with their public display of affection, they wrapped their hands around each other's shoulders, leaving the premises. "When are we having our vacation?" Ivy asked, her face radiating with a warm smile, her joy never faltering. "Right now," Zack replied, guiding her toward the limo parked up ahead. Ivy's brow furrowed as she glanced at him incre

Meanwhile, at one of the police headquarters where Jake was imprisoned, a grey Lamborghini squeaked in, the sound of tires squealing under friction as the engine came to a halt. Slowly, the gull-wing door swooped open, and a man stepped out, his branded shoe plunking on the ground as he made his way to the entrance. After adjusting his glasses, he walked through the single door, approaching the correction officer. With a warm smile, he gestured for a handshake, his eyes narrowed in feigned delight. "Good morning, officer," he greeted, his hand still stretched out. The correction officer glanced at his hand, his eyes wandering over him. After a short moment of silence, he finally took his hand, returning the pleasantries, not really seeing the need for such needless salutations. "Good morning. How may I help you?" Chris's smile widened, his emerald eyes piercing deep into the officer as if trying to see through him. "I am here to see Jake Black," he replied, his sly smile neve

Ivy's face lit up in a bright smile, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. "Hubby, do you want a baby now?" "Not...now though," Zack replied, staring at nothing in particular. "I asked because I have never envisioned myself having kids; I didn't think I'd ever love again." He smiled softly, his lips brushing against hers as he pulled her close to himself. "You are my miracle." Ivy's smile faded a bit when she saw the look in his eyes; his expression was slightly serious, and his voice was genuine. She couldn't help but wonder what had transpired in his life before they met. She gently kissed his forehead, her lips poised with sincere affection. "If I am your miracle, then you are my safe haven," she said, her gaze softening and flickering with sincerity. The connection between them was palpable, increasing with each passing day; her heart beat in sync with the memory of their encounter and past notion of 'convenient marriage.' Fate took a drastic turn, using challenges and obstacle