All Chapters of Divorced My Husband, Now He Is On His Knees: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Thierry drove the car to the assigned place where I would be seeing Vincent. It was a huge restaurant in the city of Los Angeles. Wealthy people and celebrities were the ones who normally frequented this place.Theirry pulled the car door open for me to step out. I looked at the way the sun's rays cast their soft glow on the city. “You should wait for me inside the car. I will be back soon" I said to Thierry before leaving his side.I doubted Thierry won't tell Liam about my movement today, which was part of the reason I decided to take Theirry with me to avoid suspicion.If there is anything I detest, it is seeing the way the public will pull up different articles about how I was promiscuous by having feelings for another man when Liam was my husband.Making my way inside the restaurant, Vincent already raised his hand for me to see where he was.He was standing beside the far back corner close to the wall and to my astonishment, no one was inside the restaurant except Vincent.This

My face flushed red when I heard the way Aysel insulted me. The truth is, if I had known Aysel was the one at the door, I would have stopped Vincent from letting her in.I clenched my fist, trying to come up with the right words to use. Aysel's shoes clicked softly on the floor as she closed the distance.“To think you are here with a man who is not your husband. You are a whore, and no one can dispute that," Aysel snapped as she looked at me with a disdainful look.Vincent wanted to part his lips. He was looking at me with confusion in his eyes but I didn't want him to interfere.“I don't know what you are talking about. Did you see me in a hotel Aysel?" I asked Aysel, my voice shaky.“Oh, is it until I snap everything and snap it to him" Aysel threatened and brought out her phone.The guy beside her only looked at her like a fool. I guess he must be one of her chicks.I thought Aysel was joking, but immediately, I saw a flashlight shine towards my face. Aysel was snapping a picture

The drive to father house didn't take too long. Thierry didn't hesitate to step on the break as he pulled into the parking lot.I got my back from the back seat and told Theirry to wait behind because I doubted Father would like to see him.Moreover, Aysel's car was already around, which shows that she got home before me. The only one who could make Father call me back here abruptly in that manner is Aysel.I walked in my high heels towards the door. Pulling the door open, angry Laura was descending the stairs.Her short, dark hair jingled as she walked towards me. “Won't you come in?" Laura spat and all I did was bow my head at her.“Good evening, Mother," I said calmly.“I don't demand your greeting, Emily. I can't believe you wouldn't stop embarrassing us after all I did to bring you up." Laura jerked, and I swallowed back.I was right after all. Aysel already came here to report me to Father. What lies did she spill this time?Father was pacing to and fro around the room while Lau

The moment Aysel ascended the stairs, Luara took one look at Father before she followed Aysel upstairs. I took a sigh of relief, knowing I am now alone with father.“Thanks for believing me, father. It means a lot to me," I said and stepped closer to me, patting my back.“I should apologize for calling you here urgently without asking if you are okay, Emily," Father uttered, but I shook my head, my eyes lowered as I kept looking at my shoe.“I understand you, Father. Please, do not apologize to me," I said, and Father flashed a smile at me.“So, about what I said," Father began as he sat down on the couch. I have no choice but to pay keen attention to whatever he is going to say. “You don't have to worry because the team is already working on bringing the article down. Let's hope your Husband hasn't seen it yet", Father said, earning a smile from me.“Thank you, Father," I said with utmost sincerity. “It's nothing, Emily. Get home quickly and have a good night's rest. I will get bac

Vincent sent me a text last night asking me if I was already at home. I had to call him because I wanted to be sure he didn't see the news about us on the internet.After writing a few chapters of my book, I sent them to my editor for review and closed the laptop.A call came in and it was from Chelsea.I ran out of the room in my nightdress when Chelsea called to tell me that she was already at my place. I couldn't help but hum a lullaby when I got to the sitting room.She was already in the sitting room, wow. “Chelsea, you didn't tell me you would be coming early," I said, trying to calm my breathing. “Tell me, you didn't leave your boyfriend at home?" I asked with my eyebrows raised.Chelsea smiled as she turned to face me. “Of course, I didn't do that. He told me he needs to visit his parents and friends." Chelsea replied and frowned at her reply.“His parents?" I asked, coming to sit with Chelsea on the couch.Why can't Chelsea just go with him to meet his parents? Why bother co