All Chapters of The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

My eyes opened, and I found Oliver playing with my coils. A few of the braids had loosened last night during our artwork called Love, and he was currently twirling them between his fingers.“You look too handsome for an early morning,” I muttered, fluttering my lashes. When they opened back up, I found him grinning."Well, thank you, queen gorgeous,” he said, pressing his soft lips against my temple. I rolled my eyes and scoffed, “Queen and gorgeous? Make up your mind, sir.”“I can't; that's the problem. You are my queen because you rule my world, and you are gorgeous because look at you,” he said, his eyes flickering over what he could see of my body.My cheeks grew warm, and I forgot my following line of words and pressed my lips together. Oliver always could do that to me, making me speechless. His compliment hit hard, and knowing he hardly ever had any planned out made it even more incredible.I covered my face, and he pried my hands away. “I mean every word.”“Any plans for the

The next week, we followed the activities on Oliver's to-do list because they kept getting better with each day that passed. Oliver's call to the correctional centre where Cecil was being held was what I needed to snap back to reality, and I haven't seen her since then. We had moved on to enjoy our honeymoon days.Every morning, except for the days marked out, we would make love; it was the duty of whoever woke up first to initiate it. Oliver always wakes up first, so as soon as I woke, he'd kiss me, and his hands would begin their work. I didn't complain. It was nice when he did all the heavy lifting. After the first thing on the list, we would bathe and order breakfast. With that out of the way, he would proceed to reveal the order of the day. Some days, we went sightseeing; others, we went swimming, and yesterday, we joined the locals' festival and learned a few things about the state. I didn't think I would enjoy myself so much, but I did. Oliver always gave his best. Did I forget

Imela’s POVMy phone rang, and as I picked it up, I saw Ingrid as the caller. I smiled and answered, “Hello, Ingrid.”“Hello, Imela.”“How are you?” I asked, picking up my diary from the nightstand drawer and sliding it into my bag.“I’m great. I figured you would return from your honeymoon today and wanted to call and say congratulations to you once again.” She said.My smile remained, and I didn’t try to tell her that we had been back for a while, as our plans had been cut short because of the tragedy that befell Vivian. If she didn't see it on the news, there was no reason to bring it up.“Thank you, Ingrid, and how is Fermín?” I asked, carrying on the conversation.She stayed silent, and that didn't seem good. “That’s why I called.”My heart slowed, thinking of the worst that could have happened. “Okay, what's wrong?”“He asked me to marry him,” she said quietly.My eyes widened, and I covered my mouth. This was better than I expected. “What did you say?”“I said yes this morning,

Imela's POV “Are you excited?” I asked Ocean, who looked less stressed about starting preschool today. I had read up on how the first day would go for a child, and I saw pictures of crying babies and articles saying many children had difficulty coping with their first day of preschool. Ocean looked the least afraid or sad, which gave me a little assurance that it wouldn’t be so bad. He had Captain America’s bag on his back and his lunch box in his hand as Oliver carried him towards the entrance. “Si, mama.” He replied with a smile. My baby was becoming independent. I turned to Oliver, and he was speechless as well. He had an early morning assignment at the office, but we both wanted to witness this before beginning the day. We took a few pictures of Ocean's first day, and we'll each have a copy to take with us. When we finished with the class teacher, we waved Ocean goodbye before leaving. “Do you think he will be okay?” I inquired, staring up at Oliver. Ocean had been going to d

Imela's POV "I came to pick you up from work, but Joe told me you had already left. You didn't tell me you wouldn't be in your office. I brought Ocean home on my own." Oliver pulled away from the loving kiss. It was the first thing he welcomed her home with. Since Ocean's enrollment, they have gone together to pick him up from school, except today. "I'm sorry. I had a meeting with Chan, and I forgot to put you on speed with it." He paused and stared at her before asking, "Chan, the detective? Is everything okay?" "Yes." I nodded with a smile. "I know about the McCann brothers, and you don't have to say anything; it's all being handled," I assured him, watching his emotions move from surprise to anger to confusion. The only reason the brothers tried to bully me a month ago was because Oliver wouldn't respond in the way they hoped, and they thought they could sway his wife instead. I wasn't Ivory Plane, and their greatest mistake was thinking I was. He stared into my eyes as if he