All Chapters of Married To My Ex's Father : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

MAURICE'S POVGlenda's silence was killing me. She didn't say anything. She just sat there in utter shock. It was as though she turned into a statue after hearing the news.“Won't you congratulate me?” Lucy's mocking voice cut through the sickening silence.“Lucy!” My voice was icy, hard and menacing.The stupid girl didn't even allow me to break the news to Glenda myself. How could she just blurt that out so recklessly? I wanted to make Glenda understand that this was a mistake and that she should see it as only that. A mistake.“What?” Lucy feigned innocence. “Having a baby is good news. Good news deserving of congratulatory greetings… I didn't say anything wrong.” She defended. But everyone present at the table could read the sarcasm embedded in her words.I tutted and ignored her. I turned to Glenda whose face was now drenched with tears. I shut my eyes regretfully. Seeing her like this and knowing that I was the cause of her suffering made me hate myself.“Glen…” I tried to call

MAURICE'S POV"Dad... Dad... Maurice!"I jolted and stared at Brian wide-eyed. His face was turned up in an irate expression."Um... What did you say?" I asked, trying to hide the fact that I had not been listening.Brian had been saying something and I wasn't paying any attention. I was so distant and lost in my thoughts.I took a minute to comport myself. The events of the past few days were taking a toll on me and I was zoning out too often. I peeled my eyes up at Brian who had been intently observing me. He was giving me a berating look.Brian. My son. I sighed deeply. Everything was in a total mess and I was so confused on where to start."Sorry." I apologized. "I wasn't listening.""That was obvious. I guess having a wife and a pregnant mistress isn't going as easy as you thought it would." Why did he always do this? He always spoke without reasoning, blurting out the first stupid sentence that pops up in his mind. One thing I was at least certain of was that he didn't inherit

MAURICE'S POV"Are you even listening to me?" Sam's agitation was evident in his voice.The pattern of me zoning out on people talking to me was becoming a habit. Too much was going on in my mind."I'm sorry, bro. What were you saying?""You are doing this too often." He commented. "Why are you distant? Did something else happen?"I sighed, unsure if I should keep bothering Sam with my many problems and complicated life. "How is Glenda?" Sam asked, worry etched in his voice.He was always too quick to ask about Glenda. Why he thought she was the only one who had trouble with everything going on baffled me. I couldn't understand why he never once thought that maybe Glenda was the one causing us trouble."She is changing, Sam." I began."Changing?... How?""Just yesterday, I found her twisting Lucy's wrist in the kitchen. Lucy was practically in tears, but Glenda wasn't letting go. I could never have imagined her to behave in such a manner.""And what did she tell you?" Sam asked."Luc

MAURICE'S POVThe joints in my neck popped as I twisted my neck tiredly. I was exhausted. My back ached from sitting for so long.I had been seated at this desk since the early hours of this morning working out figures. My eyes were strained from the constant switch between the papers and the screen of my laptop. Everything about me screamed exhaustion, but I had no intention of leaving this study until I had things sorted out.I could have easily handed this herculean task to someone at the office, but as it seemed, I couldn't trust anyone now. I needed to catch the thief and I was going to do it myself.It was late into mid-day by the time any of the figures began to make sense to me. The culprit had meticulously mapped out every detail of their plan so that it would be difficult to catch them.Anger rose within me as I stirred at the screen of my computer. The final result of the search stared blankly at me.I jerked up from my seat. I took quick long strides and headed for the do

MAURICE'S POV Robotically, I strode through the hallway. My mind and body were different entities from each other. I was numb to my very core. I had dealt with so much pain that I could no longer feel it. Now, all I felt was emptiness, numbness, and unemotional. I felt like a walking dead. Why? Hadn't I been through enough already? Doesn't the spree of betrayal ever stop? Does it get worse as one ages? Or was I just cursed? Twice married, twice cheated on, twice betrayed. How couldn't I have known? How couldn't I have sensed it? There was always this bad blood between those two. Brian had never seemed to like Glenda. I scoffed at the thought. All an act. All the while it was all an act between those two. How did I fall prey to this? Did my experience with Lois teach me nothing? Was I the famous fool at forty? I let out a painful breath as I collapsed tiredly onto the sofa in my study. I looked around the room in a haze. My eyes rested on my opened laptop still seated on my desk