All Chapters of Ex-Wife's Return to the Mafia Lord: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

TemptedThis game I must surely get to the root of. I might not know how to play it alongside him, but what was more certain was that I must show him twice how powerful a woman can be.“I think I should heed your advice, but do you have any clue who that superior person is; the one who messed with the case and granted him bail? Do you know who he is?” I asked, needing clarity and direction on what I was about to embark on. If I must start this game, then I must first know all those who were involved in it—dismantling them from within, then fighting them publicly. The battle was getting fiercer than I had thought, but one thing was certain: “I must get to its root,” I muttered in my heart.“Not really,” he said, rolling his eyes around as if trying to recollect something. “I tried to figure out who he was, but I couldn’t. He was such an expert at what he did. Seriously now, I’m beginning to fear for my life because whoever is involved in this knows I was working with you, and they must

Shocking discoveryI couldn't yet let down my guard, not when I was in a mess; in the middle of a charade with uncertain twists and outcomes. Retrieving my phone from the desk and leather briefcase from the side lock, I bowed out of the office straight to the elevator, with Louis following suit.The drive felt reflective, filled with countless scenarios of uncertainties. My heart dripped with doubt and fear of failure. At one point, I felt restrained and instructed Louis to drive back to the office. That tiny voice surged up again, bringing an unsettled feeling to my instincts. However, something kept pushing me closer to uncovering whatever I needed to know. I held on to that urge like a backbone to accomplish this task. I wished never to cross paths with Anderson again, and the idea of possibly encountering him in that hospital was something I couldn’t bear. I couldn't imagine the outcome of facing his disgusting and boastful presence.Once the car halted in front of the hospital, I

Broken wallsCeline’s POVThe moment he spat those words, my heart quickened, and the shades of my fears began to come alive. Nevertheless, he didn’t deserve to be a dad; not for a single day, even if he already knew what I had strived to keep a secret all these years. I would never let him come close to Henry; that much I was sure of. I was willing to let go of the burdens and forgive him, but I would never allow him into our lives. That wasn’t going to happen. He should stay the heck out and live his miserable life.“Coming to claim rubbish,” I muttered to myself as I refocused on the system, but the thoughts and scenes wouldn’t leave my heart. “I just hate him, I hate his guts,” I moaned in frustration. It would be better to devise a way to stop him, so he would stop interfering in our lives. That, I had to ensure. I thought to myself, clutching my hands under my jaw in deep thought.****“Girl, you never told me all this happened in just the short period we went on vacation,” Evel

A world of conflictMy heart reminisced on what Alloy had said previously, leaving me to wonder about the connection. For a moment, I doubted whether I could still trust him, but after several thoughts in the same direction, I found reasons why his suggestions were valid.Yet the question remained: now that he was involved in our device, it only meant one thing; that I would give Harry access into our lives again, which I wasn’t ready to do. Nor was I planning on backing out of this fight anytime soon, not in my wildest dreams.My hands clutched the headrest as Levi drove along the bustling street to what was once Williams Corporation. It had been ages; ever since my return, I hadn’t taken a single moment to check the place out, let alone schedule an appointment with the CEO of the new company occupying it. My heart skipped several beats as we drew closer. What was I supposed to feel now as that unsettling, nostalgic feeling set in, knocking me out of my thoughts and taking hold of me

ShiftThe moment of hesitation and reluctance crept in as the weight of the decision hovering in my heart set in. In a moment of confusion, I didn’t know whether to answer the call or just give him a simple "yes." His tender eyes cast a spell on my heart, filling me with guilt and worry."Mum, is he my dad?" he asked for the third time, and this time, my walls broke down."Yes, he is," I finally admitted the words I had dreaded saying to him.A moment of silence crept in; his face contorted into a frown, and I reached to pull him into an embrace."Mum loves you and always wants the best for you," I reminded him once again."Mum, why did you hide it from me all this time?" he blurted, and the last of my emotional defenses shattered."Mum was planning on telling you on your birthday," I lied, trying to keep him together. His broken state was doing too much damage to my heart.He loosened himself from the embrace, lifting his eyes to meet mine. "Mum, will he come for my birthday?" he ask