All Chapters of The Vendetta of the Returned Wife : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Have you seen Max?" Silence "I'm talking to you Mel. Have you seen Max?" "Why do you expect me to answer your questions even after I've made my feelings about you crystal clear?" She rolled her eyes. Give that old witch some power and she'd turn the entire Carter household upside down "You know that bitch isn't going to come back. Right? Sooner or later you're going to have to respect me. Because eventually, I will be the one beside Max and not her. I am the next Mrs Carter" "Move aside Lisandra, I don't have the time to stand here and indulge you in your silly delusions" "Just you wait, Mel. Once he marries me, I will kick you out of this house in a flash. Just you wait" Snickering, Mel pushed her aside saying "For Max to marry you, he has to divorce Emilia first. Do you think you'll have a chance once he sees her again?" Lisandra curled her hands into fists. How she hated that woman. They'd never gotten along ever since the first time they met. It's not something that bothere

"You're really good at this. Are you sure you've never handled guns before?" "I've never been interested in anything that wasn't girly. I only learned how to drive because Max forced me to" "Really? I wouldn't have guessed. If you ever need a change in career, come see me, Gwen" She snorted in that ladylike way she always did and the sound did what it normally did. Slid all the way down to his groin. Lately, it was getting harder and harder to keep a clear head whenever he was near her. TC realized that it was easier to ignore the attraction between them when they were in different countries. Now that they were living in the same house, spending most of the days together, he found that he couldn't keep his feelings in check. His skills weren't helping either. He'd already memorized all her facial expressions, and her behavior whenever she was nervous, anxious, happy, or angry. He picked up on little things about her that normal people wouldn't and it was slowly driving him mad. Th

Max had been acting weird ever since he came back. For three weeks Emilia had watched him and if she didn't know him, she'd think he was having an affair. He snuck around whenever his phone rang, was jumpy every time she approached him, and even avoided having long conversations as if he was scared he'd give something away accidentally. He was acting like a guilty person and she wanted to bang his head against a wall. She was also fed up with his behavior and was ready to confront him. Whatever it is he was hiding, he'd better come out with it or she would kick his ass. The appearance of that man at the park had put her on edge. She couldn't worry about him and her husband too. Although to be honest, she was worse than Max. Turning on her security cameras hadn't helped her anxiety in any way. She jumped when the door banged or when the motion sensors detected unusual movements outside. Mostly it was just Doug who liked creeping in to avoid Max's sour mood. She'd asked him to always a

Max was busy shoving clothes into a bag while barking orders at the mayor. He might have said a few things that were out of line but Lisandra's escape had riled him to the point where he didn't care who he was talking to or what the consequences for disrespect would be. They had been negligent. How could a person walk out of that place as if it was a hotel? She was the only one who'd escaped and she hadn't broken out. There was nothing that indicated she'd broken out, which meant someone had let her out. He'd asked when she left, the mayor told him it had to be around a shift change among the guards at midnight. Where was the CCTV when she was leaving? It had been tampered with by a hacker who put the images on a loop. "Then what is the work of the fucking guards? And all those metal doors? If she could leave as she pleased, what was the use of all those bars?" he'd roared. "I'm sorry Mr. Carter, I've put every available police to work. They will find her soon and put her back in p

"It looks like I had underestimated Mr. Carter," the woman said grabbing the remote and switching off the TV. They had been watching the press conference and Lisandra couldn't answer her because she was too shocked to even come up with a coherent sentence. Max had put a price on her head. Five fucking million dollars. He'd give all that money to anyone who told him her whereabouts. Even for her, that was a lot of money. He'd told her he could use his money to make her life miserable but she hadn't believed it until that moment. How dare he? And all that for Emilia? That fucking witch had ruined her life. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. In her head, at that moment, she was supposed to be vacationing somewhere with him, celebrating their fourth or fifth anniversary. They would be in a five-star hotel on either a tropical island or abroad, someplace cool and romantic. Since she couldn't have children, they would be discussing about adopting one. She had even imagined them visitin