All Chapters of The Vendetta of the Returned Wife : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Emilia was angry at herself for letting Lisandra get into her head like that. It was as if that woman knew her weaknesses and pounced on her whenever she had the chance. God, it had felt so good to slap her. If they had been in a different place, she would have resorted to a full-blown catfight and tore the rest of her hair out. But since they were in there with guards everywhere, she hadn't wanted to do something that could have landed her in the same cell as that bitch. They would have definitely ended up killing each other. She wasn't the kind of woman who picked a fight with others. When someone tried to get a rise out of her, she always took a step back to avoid any conflicts. However, when it came to Lisandra, she turned into someone else. The fact that she even knew Gaby existed made her blood boil. How had she known that? Max knew and he hadn't told her. What was he thinking? That was what he'd been hiding from her and as much as she tried, she couldn't help but think if he d

Preston was throwing a party to get out of talking about babies with Thea. A classic Nash move. Whenever a girl became too clingy in the past, he'd throw a party and then be all over other girls just to send a message to the clingy one. Max didn't understand his logic but then again, only a five-year-old would understand Preston's thinking. So he promised him they'd all go to his house and spend the entire day drinking and catching up before they went back. The idiot had been so ecstatic that he'd planted a kiss on him. Growing up with him meant he'd had to accommodate his madness. They had met during the first day of kindergarten and to this day, Max still didn't know why he'd picked him as his friend. There were so many other kids he could have chosen. Pretty girls he could have charmed into being his groupies. The fact that he'd ended up with Preston still baffled him. He could have done so much better. "What's on your mind?" Emilia asked coming out of the bathroom. She was wrap

Emilia groaned, turning to lie on her back. Heavens, how much had she drank yesterday? And why hadn't Max stopped her? They had a rule. Whenever they went out, he would limit her alcohol intake. It wasn't that she couldn't control herself, it was just that once she started she couldn't stop. That and the fact that she was a lightweight, well, things tended to happen. Things she'd rather not rememb... Do you feel like using the bathroom? Max! They had been talking and even though Thea had spiked her drinks, she wasn't really that drunk. Until Max asked if she wanted to use the bathroom. Surely he hadn't gotten her drunk on purpose just so he could have his way with her. But then again she wouldn't put it past her husband. Once in a while, he reverted to the crazy party boy he'd been. While he didn't tell her much about his college life, she knew he was wild. Emilia whipped her head to the left, to find him lying there with a smirk on his face, waiting for her to wake up "Morning b

Max pulled outside the mansion noting that Preston's car was also parked there. He would have wondered why his friend was there but Emilia's behavior was freaking him out. One second she was laughing at him and the next she was bundling Gaby up and running away from the park. What had made her so scared? Her skin was pale, blood having drained from it and she kept looking back as if expecting someone to follow them. Stopping beside Preston's car, he got out and opened her door, blocking her way out. "Tell me what's wrong. Why did we suddenly leave the park?" "I said I'll tell you once we get home. Can you please hurry up?" "Will you at least going to come in?" "No Max. I want to go home" "Okay, I'll get Mel then we can..." his ringing phone interrupted him. Taking it out of his pocket, he looked at the number. Unknown. Max silenced it "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere Em" "If you don't hurry up I'll leave without you" "I wish you would tell... Dammit," he cursed when

"No way I'll let you beat me. I am the king of games" "Prince you mean? Because the king is sitting right next to you. Let your old man teach you a thing or two" "Old men shouldn't even be competing. Isn't your back hurting? Do you need Mom to get a walking cane for you?" Max gaped at him, forgetting about the game "Excuse you, I'm not that old" "No, but you're old enough to be distracted long enough for me to beat you. Bow down for the winner Dad" he dropped his controller pumping fists in the air. Damn, it was his fault for falling into that hole. "This is unacceptable. You cheated" "I won Dad. Accept it and leave the throne because you are not fit to rule anymore" Smirking he got up "I might not be fit to rule but I still have my queen. Emilia?" "No" "Yes, Emilia?" "What's up?" "Nothing Mom. Dad wanted to know if you'd like to join us. We're going to the beach" "You are?" "We are?" Max echoed her question "I thought you said surfing was boring" "I changed