All Chapters of Divorced My Husband, Now He Is On His Knees: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Liam slides his middle and ring finger into my pussy, and I briefly close my eyes as I soak him in for a fraction of a second. I’ve been yearning for his touch since I found out I was pregnant. No, it was ever since I realized he had started changing after I got rebirth. The way he playfully joked with me and all promoted me to look at him from a different direction, but then, I can only blame my pregnancy hormones.Maybe if Liam finally told me he was in love with me, I could divulge the information about my pregnancy to him.Then we can start somewhere.My legs shake, hardly able to carry me any longer. As if Liam can feel it, Liam wrapped an arm around my waist, anchoring me in place as he thrust his fingers inside me and teased my clit. His movements were languid, and my inside clenched around it, but I wanted more.My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I began to moan. I had to force myself to cover my mouth with my palm while Liam's finger dragged me to the edge.In and out.

101I flutter my eyelids open with a beautiful smile on my lips. Sitting up on the bed. I looked at my side to see the bed empty and memories from last night flooded my mind.My cheeks turned red when I saw the night dress Liam tore off my body last night on the floor. It wasn't a dream. It was real and we indeed did it.I picked up the cover-up and ran inside the bathroom to take a quick bath. I need to see Liam before making any decision.Is he going to welcome me with open arms and go on his knees saying?“Emily, how about you let me love you and cherish you all my love. It seems I am in love with you and there is no way for me to let you go. Please stay"I chuckle when I picture the scene in my head. It is going to be funny if Liam should do that.After taking my bath, I went back to the bedroom and begin to dress up myself when I heard a faint knock from outside the door.I quickly tied the towel around my body as I walked briskly to the door. Liam cleaned me up last night before

LIAM'S POVI sat behind my desk, my eyes fixed on the door as I waited for Thierry to arrive. It's been three fucking days and there is no sign of Emily anywhere. I couldn't find her no matter how I searched.That night, I knew I was going to regret my action, but a part of me wished I could beg Emily to. However, my stupid ego and pride ruined everything.The lovemaking I had with Emily was still stuck in my brain, and when I entered the room only to see the torn dress on the floor and the rough bedsheet, memories from that night flooded in, and I lost it all.Emily didn't take the money I offered her because the money was transferred back to my account, nor did she take the car key.I thought if I let her go, I would forget about Emily's existence, but it's funny how the brain works. My whole thoughts are filled with her.I told Thierry to follow Emily wherever she was going, but he didn't follow Emily.If only she had taken the car I gave her, I would have been able to locate her,

A gentle tap on my cheek was what woke me up from my deep slumber. I yanked my head to my right side only to see I was sleeping on Vincent's shoulder, and I drooled all over his shirt.“Wake up, sleeping beauty," Vincent said, and I became embarrassed. I am sure my cheeks are flushed red by now and Vincent was just grinning, obviously enjoying this little drama play I am performing.“Are we already at the destination?" I asked Vincent, unsure of where we were.”Yes, sleeping beauty. We are at the destination, and the plane is about to land," Vincent murmured as he yawned softly.“Gosh!" I exclaimed, sitting upright. “I am not a sleeping beauty, Vee." ”Then maybe I should call you an ugly duckling." Vincent said, grinning. ”What do you think about that?" He asked, I had the urge to smack that annoying smirk off his face.”As if I would like that petty name. I am not ugly." I said fastening my seatbelt.“Ugly duckling," Vincent murmured, and I puffed my cheeks.“I hate you," I said, po

I checked my email contact and found Dad's contact number there. My eyes were fixated on the screen of my phone but I found it hard to press on father contact and dial his number.It's not even been up to a week since I left Los Angeles and yet, Father is already trying to get in touch with me. Only one question plagued my mind. Could it be that Dad already knew that I divorced Liam, or did Liam talk to him about our divorce?Liam told me to cut ties with his father and I doubt he already told Dad.Clearing my throat, I summoned up courage and pressed on the dial number. The line began to ring and I felt my heart skip a beat as the ringing tone intensified.“Hello," I heard Dad's voice booming through the speaker of the phone, but I was hesitant to say anything.”Hello," Dad repeated, and only then was I snapped out of my trance."Dad," I said, my voice trailing off as I fought back the lump at the back of my throat.”It's me, Emily," I croaked, trying hard to fight back my tears, but