All Chapters of The Vendetta of the Returned Wife : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"What?" "Have you fucked him? Or did you let him fuck you?" he asked, not being able to stop himself. At the back of his mind, he knew how risky that question was. It could start a fight between them but he had to know what he was up against. To his surprise, Emilia only rolled her eyes and answered,"Gee Max, no. I see him as a brother" "Does he see you like a sister?" "I don't know. Do you want me to call him back so we can ask him?" "No. He said he had an important appointment." Besides he didn't want to hear Doug's answer. It was enough that Emilia thought of him as a brother. He'd been sibling-zoned and would never get out of it. "It's Wednesday and his day off. I'm pretty he just went back home to sleep" "Gaby's hungry. What's for breakfast?" he changed the subject. Talking about that guy felt like a waste of time. He would rather talk about them and where they were headed. She had suggested that it was his r

               "Hello, Ma'am, I'm sorry but it looks like he beat you to it. He arrived five minutes ago and he's inside talking to your son" Mark said through the phone. Genevieve sighed. She thought she had more time to tell Max the truth. She'd hidden in England for two years and thankfully none of her children had visited in person to check up on her. Darren and Gwen would call once in a while but none of them went to see how she was or what she'd been doing. Which worked in her favor until that man showed up. The second he'd said TC, she had known who he was. Zander would always run to her room to tell her about his day and gush how over TC was so cool. He was the bodyguard Max had hired to protect his wife. Although Mark had mentioned he didn't look like an ordinary bodyguard. There was more to him. There had to be. Otherwise, how had he found her? How did he know Mark was working for her? And most importantly why was he digging into things that were alread

             Thea came out of the station to find Preston waiting for her at the front of the precinct. Leaning against his car and in a three-piece suit, designer loafers, perfectly styled hair, and dark sunglasses, he looked every bit of the billionaire he was. Around her women stopped to stare while men stopped to probably admire his car. A flashy black Audi that even she couldn't help but admire. Sometimes she forgot that he was also rich. Having grown up with Sawyer Jennings, she'd thought he was the only wealthy person she would ever know and love. Others tended to come off as self-entitled assholes. But after meeting Emilia, her opinion had changed slightly. She still didn't like rich people but she was allowed to have exceptions. Especially when they looked as gorgeous as her boyfriend did"Hey handsome, what did you do this time?" she asked stopping in front of him. He smelled heavenly and she wondered if there was a position they could fit in that car. F

"I'm sorry" "Do you want anything? I'm going to rush into town before Gaby wakes up" "Shaving cream" the fact that he hadn't insisted on apologizing meant that he wasn't going to tell her anything. Normally he'd ask her to be patient or try to distract her from a topic he didn't want to talk about. Saying sorry and leaving it at that wasn't his style. "I'll be back in an hour. If she wakes up before I'm back, change her diaper and give her something to eat. She'll be okay" "Don't worry, Em. I think she's starting to get used to me so she won't miss you so much" "Stop telling me not to worry" Emilia spun around. She didn't know why she was angry all of a sudden. He kept telling her not to worry about it as if he had everything under control when he didn't. The guy couldn't even admit that he needed help and she was supposed to trust him with their lives? "Just keep your eyes on her. If anything happens to her while I'm gone, I will ki

"Max..." "God, I missed you. Your smile, your laugh, your touch, the way you smell..." He leaned closer to get a whiff of her scent. "When you left the first time, I didn't allow myself to think about you. I thought you didn't want me so I couldn't allow myself to want you" he moved his hand to cradle her face, looking into her eyes "This time it was different Em. I thought about you day and night, which was torture. I don't know if I would have survived those nine years if I'd allowed myself to think of you" "I'm sorry because I always run whenever we have a problem" "No, I'm the one who's sorry for causing you so much pain. I'm sorry for not being strong enough to let you go. I will never do that. Despite knowing I could cause you more pain in the future, I can't let you go, Emilia. Never" She wrapped her arms around his middle, pressing her chest against his bare one "Thank you for not giving me up. I don't know what I would be without you" "My wife. You're always going to