All Chapters of The Vendetta of the Returned Wife : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

          "Can we talk?" Thea asked pulling him aside. "What is it?" "Em is angry so don't hold it against her. All these years, Zander was the only person who kept her going. He's basically her world. I hope you understand why she's acting that way" "I know and I'm not holding anything against her. I just wish she would let me be by her side" "She'll come around. The reason I wanted to talk to you was because we know who took Zander" He straightened up "You do? Have you told the police yet?" She snorted "I am the police" "Who was it?" "The people you refused to work with. It was my idea to stop the deal with the shipping company. Take this as Emilia's love for you. We investigated every deal you made just to make sure you didn't fall into the wrong hands. Em always said that she was protecting Zander's inheritance but I think it was because she didn't want you to do business with criminals" she said and

"This should work. It's dirty, abandoned, and not far away from civilization but far enough for us to end this game. I can't wait to be with my Max again" Lisandra said looking around the house. One of the guys Albert had hired found the place. He told her it was perfect for her plans and she couldn't agree more. An old house that was about to crumble was prone to accidents. No one would bat an eye if the place burnt down. After careful deliberation, she came to the conclusion that burning Emilia alive was the best way to get rid of her completely. Shooting her and watching her bleed to death was the first thing she'd thought of but then people these days recovered from gunshot wounds all the time. It wasn't a guaranteed way to get rid of someone. But fire? She wouldn't be able to see that bitch screaming in pain but she would be assured of her death. "How long until she gets here?" "Mark just called her. He'll bring her over in half an hour" "Good. I don't want her to see me un

"It's your fault he's dead. If you had listened to me and told your fucking mistress to leave, this wouldn't have happened. My son wouldn't be dead!" "I'm sorry Emilia, I'm really sorry" "Is your sorry going to bring him back? Will your sorry give me back my son? Where is my baby? Give me my baby""Em..." "Screw you, Max. I cursed the day I met you. If I could turn back time, I would never marry you. All you've done is make my life miserable. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you" "I'm sorry..." was all he'd said. What else could he tell her? She was right. Marrying him had brought her so many misfortunes. She would have been better off with someone else, living her life peacefully instead of suffering the way she was. If only he could turn back time."Why Max, why him? I was there too. I should have died instead of my poor son. What did he do? What did Zander do to that witch? Why couldn't you love her and just leave me alone?

"Was that Preston?" Emilia asked, trying to distract the hungry baby while they waited for her food to cool down. With Thea around, she'd been distracted and only remembered to prep Gaby's food when she woke up. Emilia dreaded the moment she would have to stop breastfeeding and concentrate on introducing all kinds of food to her. Zander was a pain when it came to anything new especially if it was green. He would spit it out the moment he realized what it was and scream his lungs out so he wouldn't have to eat it. Even as he'd gotten older, they had to bribe him with cookies to make him eat.  "Yeah. He's just realizing he can't fool me" "I still can't believe you guys are together. He's a man-child, Thea. I never pegged that clown for your type" "He used to be childish Em. After Zander..." she stopped. "No, don't do that. Don't stop talking about him for fear it might hurt me. I want to always remember him, the good and the bad, all of it. I do

"Maxxie, do you think phone locations malfunction?" Preston asked entering the dining room. He was busy frowning down at his phone that he tripped on a chair, hurting his pinky toe "Fuck, that hurts" he cursed, hopping to sit down opposite Max at the dining table. "I don't know. Why?" Max asked sipping his coffee. There was toast, eggs, bacon, sausages, and fruits making him wonder why Mel would bother preparing so much when he'd told her he only wanted coffee for breakfast. He wished she would stop because she was only tiring herself for no reason. Actually, he'd ask her to go on leave if he didn't think she would be offended. Since his mother had decided to move to England, Mel had taken over the house. She saw to everything, short of dressing and dressing him. Max wanted to stop her but he figured she also needed something to do. She had taken Emilia and Zander in like her own child and grandchild. He could imagine what she was thinking. Seeing as she was the