All Chapters of Chasing His Betrayed Ex-Wife: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I could sense the oppressive weight of her silence, thick and stifling. It was enough confirmation, and it sent chills down my spine."You didn’t tell him," I murmured, more to myself than to her. "You allowed him to think this was merely a petty rivalry. You let him believe you were just settling a score, Harper. You made him think Dominic and Vincent needed to be eliminated, right?" I questioned her.She remained turned away, her shoulders hunched as if trying to disappear. But it was too late for her to conceal herself now."This isn’t about revenge, is it?" I inquired, stepping closer. "This is about control. You believe that if you can eliminate your problems, if you can take down Dominic and Vincent, you’ll be free. But you don’t care what that costs me, do you?" I pressed her.Her head snapped around, her eyes wide with disbelief. "That’s not true!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling. "I do care! I care about you, about your son! I’m doing this for you, can’t you see that?" she

I was right, he wasn't going to let me go that easily.His hatred for dominic ran deeper then I had expected, comprehended, I thought when once I had told him he was being played by them he would change his mind concerning fighting dominic and maybe they could sort out their difference.The door opened and Harper stepped in, seeing her made me mad with rage, and for the first time I seriously hated her.I walked passed her in an attempt to reach out to my son, but her words cut me off“It for your own good” she breathed out and I signed as I turned to look at her.How dare her?How she wanted to tell me what was for my own good after she took away everything From me.“Stay away from my son, and my life, you have done much hate then good to me, and don't you dare try to tell me what’s for my own good and what's not, you lost that privilege”I said her eyes widen as she was shocked my my change of mood but I didn't care.I walked out of the room, as I looked everywhere to find my son,

Dominic’s grip tightened around Leonardo as Vincent entered, that familiar look of smug satisfaction plastered across his face. My heart skipped a beat, the sight of him stirring a mix of fear and anger deep within me. His gaze moved over the room, landing on Dominic with a calculated smirk.I knew it, I knew it was him from the beginning, he was the one who set up the elders against Dominic, he did this, to show that Dominic isn't worthy to be the Don, so he could snatch power from him.The mafia elders consisted of ten mafia families who all came together to form the Italian mafia, and Dominic was the DOn."Vincent," Dominic spat, barely containing the rage simmering beneath his controlled exterior.“Surprised to see me?” Vincent asked, his tone mockingly polite. His eyes slid to me, lingering just a little too long, and I instinctively stepped closer to Dominic, feeling the need to shield both myself and our son.Dominic’s jaw clenched, his voice a low, dangerous murmur. "What are

Clarissa povThe car door slammed shut behind me, a finality that struck deeper than any wound. My baby stirred in my arms, his small warmth my only anchor. I choked on my own sobs, the taste of regret bitter in my throat. I could barely see through my tears.How could I have been so foolish?* If I hadn’t fought him... if I had just given him what he wanted... none of this would be happening.The door clicked open again, and Vincent climbed in, his smug face catching the edge of the dim street light outside. I felt a surge of anger that cut through the fear.“You,” I spat at him, my voice trembling with hatred. “How could you?”He only laughed, his smirk stretching wide. “I told you, didn’t I? I always get what I want.”“You think this is a victory?” I forced myself to look him in the eye. “Playing smart may be your best move, but you’re a coward, Vincent. A damn coward.”He chuckled, unfazed, as though my words were nothing but entertainment. “And you played right into my traps. Ju

The ride home was silent, he handcuffed me to a seat of the plane, to avoid me from fighting him, as I watched him feed my son. I hated these so much being helpless and when I was tired I stayed silent after all we were a long way from home.“You will need to wear warmer clothes, you know the weather isn't really welcoming”he said and I ignored him.The flight attendant brought me, thick jacket and a head warmer to cover myself.I didn't complain as I did, and they made sure my baby was safe to go out in the cold, which I appreciated.The plane landed after hours on the plane and we were led off the plane, I stayed silent, and that was the only reason Ivan allowed me to hold my son.The ride was silent and when we got to the mansion, I was terrified, because I knew how dark and scary the house could be, it was a fucken prison, and I never knew when I was going to see outside again, no doubt that ivan was going to keep me locked up, I knew that after all he wouldn't want me to run of