Todos os capítulos de The Vendetta of the Returned Wife : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Oksana watched Lisandra thinking that maybe it hadn't been a good idea to get her out of prison. Was all that trouble worth it? Mr. Carter wasn't joking around. Word around the street was that the amount he'd offered would go up after every forty-eight hours. She knew how people were when it came to money. For the next few weeks, things were going to be crazy. They would look for her everywhere which meant they had to lay low. For maybe a month or two they weren't going to do anything. Luckily human beings moved on a little too fast. Eventually, they would give up and forget about her. That's when they were going to make their move. Her plan was simple. While Lisandra was busy getting her revenge, that man would definitely go to rescue Mrs. Carter. As a matter of fact, she knew he was already at her house to protect her. In the process of stopping Lisandra, she was going to shoot him. Oksana always imagined filling his body with bullets until there was no chance of anyone saving him.

She nodded looking at her feet. "If I'd known that would happen... No, if I knew Lisandra was so evil I never would have let her into our lives" "How have you been Gwen? TC mentioned something about you living in fear. What are you afraid of?" She looked on as Gwen fidgeted, wringing her hands and shifting from one foot to the other. At some point she glanced behind her as if she wanted to be anywhere but in that room with her. Maybe her questions had been too direct and she didn't know Gwen that well to be prying into her life. They hadn't gotten along or been friends so she couldn't expect her to start opening up. Now that she thought about it, Emilia wondered how they had all been so selfish. The other witnesses had said Gwen was shot to prevent her from going after Zander. If they wanted to, they could have killed Zander right there on the street. But they hadn't because Lisandra had wanted to kill her. No one had bothered to check on Gwen or bother to ask how she was. Max was

"Grandma? Why did we come here? I keep on asking Mark when we'll go home but he doesn't answer me. Can we go back now? I really want to see Mom" "Come on in. Let's talk" "Is this your house?" "Technically it's yours. I put it under your name" His eyes widened "Mine?" "Yes. You're a big boy now, aren't you?" "Yeah" "I'll get you something to eat then we can talk like grownups. Okay?" Zander nodded, distracted by the house. He was old enough now to own one. What would his father say? He knew what his mother would say. That he was too young to even own a phone. But there was nothing she could do since his grandmother had already given it to him. He couldn't wait to be old enough to hold parties and drink beer. His uncle Darren would like it there. He always told him how he'd be the one to give him his first drink. "Here, I made those cookies you and your father like so much" "Thank you" "I don't want to lie to you Zander, so I will tell you the truth. It's going to

Swallowing he went to the kitchen. Gaby was in his mother's arms, sleeping peacefully. He remembered that day in the hotel room when he'd wondered if it was right to tell her about his daughter. How long ago was that? It felt as if it was another lifetime. "She's beautiful Max" his mother whispered looking down at Gaby in awe. "She's an angel. I'll put her to bed. If you're hungry I suggest you eat because Emilia's shock is starting to wear off. My guess is that she's going to be pissed" "And she has every right to" Gwen spat out. He glanced over at her and was shocked to see the look in her eyes directed at their mother. They were close and rarely had any disagreements. For the first time, he wondered what had happened to her. She didn't look like the same little sister he knew. "I'll put the baby in bed then you and I are going to have a talk, Gwen" "I would like that very much because I have a lot to say to you both" As he was lifting Gaby into his arms, he noticed TC's hand w

Gwen!" Max tried to slap her but Emilia stopped him. "Don't stop him, Emilia. Go ahead Max, slap me" "I know you're angry but you have no right to insult our mother. Apologize to her right now" "Why? Will apologizing give me back the two years I lost?" "What are you talking about?" "That's right. You were grieving for your son so the rest of the world didn't exist. But while you were doing that, I was popping sleeping pill after sleeping pill so I could sleep for a few hours. I was so scared Max, scared that those men would find me and finish what they'd started. I spent months locked in the house because the sound of tires screeching scared the hell out of me. If TC hadn't come for me, I would still be in that house, alienated from the outside world. Why did I have to go through that if it could have been avoided? Why did I have to get shot twice if mom could have prevented it?" "I didn't know honey, I really didn't" Genevieve cried but all Gwen could see was how no one cared a