บททั้งหมดของ The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

The choice of where to take Nina was an obvious one. She had called me, and even though Oliver had stepped in to save the day, I had to keep them with me. Oliver follows behind us in his car to make sure Nina is okay. We arrived home, and I took them all in. "Mommy!" Ocean called happily as he raced down the stairs to meet me. I bent and took him into my arms. "Oh, baby, how are you?" "Fine!" He smiled, and just then, I realised I hadn't pick up the transformer toy I got him from the office before I left. I took nothing from the office except my phone because I was in a hurry. His eyes moved to Nina and Talia, and then Oliver and Jesse." "People are plenty, mommy." I laughed and nodded. "We have guests; we will have them for a while." "Okay," Ocean said. Monique came and took Ocean away so she could have him bathed for the night, and he followed her. "We'll be out of your hair as soon as I get back on my feet," Nina promised as we climbed the stairs that led to the bedroom tog

After dinner, I had to take my leave. I first hugged my adorable son, Ocean and told him to take care of his mother. He nodded and made me a genuine promise. Then I hugged Nina and told her I would be in touch. Ela walked me towards my car in silence. "Do you think she will leave him?" She broke the silence. "She left with her bags; I believe that already answered the question. I hope she leaves him and takes everything he ever owned with her." I answered. He didn't deserve to have a penny in his name after everything he had done to Nina. She deserves it all for what he put her through. Yes, even after everything, she harboured a soft spot for Eddie, but Nina rarely changed her mind once she made a decision. After a brief pause, Ela spoke. "The news about Eddie will be on every channel." "Good, I look forward to seeing his new 'fistically' rearrange face," I replied, genuinely looking forward to the bastard's new look. All cowards deserved to have the scar of shame. She laughed w

I entered the living room dressed in a black three-piece suit and blue tie on a white collared long sleeve, ready for work. These were the new clothes Jayden brought over when I told him I would leave work from here yesterday. We were the same height and size, so I knew the clothes would fit perfectly even before wearing them. "You're not going to work?" I asked as I stepped out of the bedroom, and I found Jayden standing in his living room in white shorts and a black tank top. He had a bottle of wine in his hand, which was too early for the morning. He also looked angrier than last night when I came in. I had already been through enough yesterday, and I didn't bother asking what was wrong then. Seeing that the anger still held him tight even this morning sparked my concern. "Is there a fucking point?" He hissed out in irritation, "My lawyer called. My case has been taken to court trial, and I'm looking at prison time!" He gulped the whisky and threw the glass in anger. It smashed i

Everything went on quietly for the next four days. Jayden’s case moved to court, and the trial began last week with the witness set to testify against him. Jayden kept his head up through it, and the announcement that Plane Enterprise would acquire his company became even bigger news than his trial. While some called it a cheap trick to save the company, others thought it was noble. When asked, I told the press I was doing what I thought was right for a loyal friend. When asked my opinion about him and the trial, I was honest. Jayden was innocent; they were sending the wrong man to jail, and that was messed up. The six troublemakers, including Vivian, who was out of the country, kept close contact with each other. Jayden was certain they would send us in to testify in court regarding his trial. I picked up my phone with Max as the caller ID and said, “What a surprise, Max; this must be special.” I said, laughing. Max was the last person I expected to get a call from because, out of

We arrived at the event venue, the Yellow Flur. The name sounded familiar, and when I asked Max, he told me it belonged to Sir Lockwood, Oliver's friend. Nina found her way into the crowd to mingle with those she knew while holding onto Ocean. The hall wasn't massive, but it provided a sense of luxury and comfort. It was also appealing; the musical band played at the back while the people acquainted and conversed with each other. Almost everyone I knew and cared about except for Marcel was here, and I meant everyone. Then, I remembered that Oliver had worked closely with Ingrid to bring about the success of the day. So, though Oliver didn't know many of those here, Ingrid did and invited them. The first face I saw was Fermín holding onto Ocean with one hand and a glass of wine in his other hand. For a second, I believed I was hallucinating his presence, but Ocean was wearing the same outfit we left home in, and it couldn't be a dream. It was real; Fermín was here. I stood stunned a