All Chapters of Divorced My Husband, Now He Is On His Knees: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

I already got a nanny to stay with Xavier just for today but my little bunny didn't stop crying for me to stay with him.It was already 9 a.m. when the nanny came in.“Good morning Ms Emily. I am the nanny you sent for. We both talked on the phone last night" The nanny explained and bowed her head slightlyXavier wrapped his small hand around my thighs and kept crying. His voice is distracting me but I try my best to put up my best smile.”I remember you, Ms Linda. I will be back in the evening, just make sure you take good care of him." I said aloud and lifted Xavier off the floor.“Mummy!" He cried out slowly, but I managed to pet him.“I will take good care of him, ma," Linda replied.“His food is already set on the dining table and also his snacks. You can let him play with his toys if he is feeling bored"“Alright ma" Walking inside my room, I dropped Xavier on the bed and pulled out the new dress Chelsea got for me last night.After undressing myself, I put on the new dress and

Perhaps there is something I am mixing up here, or Liam was not in his right mind right now.“And who are you talking about?" I asked, my voice rising but I tried to remain calm.“Good. I know you will deny it. You got pregnant for Vincent, thinking I wouldn't know. You dare cheat on me and even have the guts to file for a divorce." He spat out every word like venom, cutting through the thick air.It felt as if my soul would be ripped out of my body. This was the thought he has had about me since all these days.I swallowed hard, trying hard to fight the lump at the back of my throat that was threatening to make me burst into tears.Who fed him all these lies?And here I was thinking, Xavier might still meet his father in the future.Instead of refuting his claim, I decided to go with the line of his words. I thought I was fine with this.At least this way, we will go our separate ways.“Why are you getting angry when it's just about me cheating? Have you forgotten you did the same? W

EMILY'S POVVincent's hand clenched around the steering wheel as he drove towards the street of Los Angeles. He was oddly quiet today which was so unlike him compared to any other day.It felt as if Vincent was angry about something but I didn't know why he was angry.With my hands on my thigh, my darn heart replayed what happened in the restroom. Liam wasn't speaking as if he was in his right mind and this is the first time I will ever see him like this.Not that I bloody care about whatever he is planning to do, but Vincent is someone I cared about a lot.“Emily," Vincent called my attention, and I tilted my head to his side to face him.“Yes?" I replied with a question.“Are you planning to run away from him?" He asked, not looking in my direction for once.Perhaps, I was putting more meaning into this useless question, Vincent, but a part of me didn't want to hide anything from him this time.“I'm not going to run away anymore, but I wish he didn't know about where I was living," I

EMILY'S POVIn the morning my nerves were all over the place. My emotions were chaotic with a complex mix of excitement and nervously as I prepared for my interview at Smith Construction Company. I had been searching for a job in the construction industry for months since I was in Spain and the only company that finally caught my attention was Smith Company, and this opportunity seemed too good to pass up.As I got dressed and ready, Xavier was busy watching cartoons on the iPad I gave him, sitting on the bed. I was fascinated by the construction process, but the idea of working for a company that built homes and communities from the ground up was thrilling, and that was what my father was into. Estate development was intriguing to me.It wouldn't be a bad idea if I could learn from companies like that.“Xavier darling, Mummy is ready to leave," I told my little bunny after applying the pink lipstick.I already dressed Xavier up for school and his school bus will soon be here to take

EMILY's POV The light peeked in through the open window as I winded down the glass window. Vincent occasionally glanced at me through the corner of his eyes stealing glances while I was busy listening to my favourite song.He was worried about me without a doubt, which was reassuring, not also a bit uncomfortable in the sense I could not shake off the thought at the back of my head that I was a burden to him. My eyes closed as I immersed myself in the music. It was one of my favourite songs written by Marina Sawyer about a missing rib and an unrequited love.I was so lost in the moment that I didn't even realize I was singing the lyrics out loud with passion word by word until I felt Vincent lightly tap my cheeks. “That is also my favourite song", Vincent whispered to the shell of my cheeks before facing front again as he stepped on the pedal. A light chuckle escaped my lips at his mischievous behaviour.I didn't stop glancing through the side mirror to check if any car was tailing