All Chapters of Mourning Interrupted: A Scandal Laid Bare: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Rosalie Clarke and I had been estranged and separated for several years now.That was why I was surprised when her family called me."Zayne, your mother-in-law has passed away. We can't reach Rosalie. Please, come back and handle the funeral arrangements."Hearing that Mona North, my mother-in-law, had passed away, I felt a sudden jolt in my chest. It wasn't grief, but rather as if a tightly strung string in me had snapped.Rosalie and I had separated about three years ago.Since then, she'd been living as if she'd never been married—constantly hitting up bars and clubs, hiring male escorts, and completely ignoring my messages and calls. I frowned upon hearing the news, thinking Rosalie had crossed the line. Something had happened to her mother, and yet, Rosalie was nowhere to be found. I stared at the voice message for a long time before finally canceling all meetings for the week and heading to Rosalie's hometown. My assistant wordlessly signaled for ten bodyguards to accomp

Lester sneered. "You pathetic, worthless leech. Even your family doesn't stand with you. Who's going to help you now? You're an embarrassment to all men!"Lester glanced at the memorial photo, and then at the scattered gifts in the house. He scoffed, "That photo must be of your mother, right? And all these gifts are probably from Rosalie."You're living off the dead. Don't you have any shame? Your whole family's a bunch of parasites. Don't think for a second you'll get a penny from my fiancée even if someone's dead!"With that, he directed his group to smash everything in sight. Only then did I realize Lester had brought over two or three dozen people, each one holding a club or stick. As the memorial photo crashed to the ground, glass shards scattered across the floor. My newly purchased porcelain vases, each worth tens of thousands, toppled one by one, sending sharp fragments flying and cutting into my legs.I wanted to speak up to stop them, but seeing the recently installed s

Lester was still happily daydreaming while I had already tidied up my appearance, ready to leave.Rosalie, hearing about the eight million dollars, suddenly remembered the matter at hand and pulled me aside, asking urgently, "What's going on? Who passed away? What was the eight million dollars for?"I glanced at the photo knocked down to the floor by Lester and smirked.Rosalie hadn't realized it was her mother's funeral.Although Mona had been staying here, Rosalie assumed it was the funeral of my relative, as this property was bought fully by me.Rosalie continued to berate me as if I was on Mona's property. "Also, did you ask for Mom's consent before you held the funeral here? Why would you do something so unlucky—""Before she passed away, she insisted on a custom box for the remains. Just the box alone cost eight million dollars." I interrupted Rosalie, ignoring her previous question and answering her earlier one instead.Without a second thought, Rosalie accused me, "Don't

My feelings for Rosalie started three years ago. Ironically, they ended three years ago as well. When I first met her, she had just come out of a rough relationship and would drink herself senseless at the bar every night. One evening, while passing by a bar, I ran into some rivals from a recent business deal. They cornered me in an alley, seemingly intent on "teaching me a lesson".However, Rosalie stepped in, her voice trembling as she warned them, "If you want to hurt him, you'll have to go through me."I was so young and naïve back then that I fell in love with her from that very moment.After we got together, I invested a large sum to help her start her business, which eventually became the now-renowned Clarke Group.Meanwhile, my decision to cancel an arranged marriage to be with Rosalie led to my parents cutting me off.I thought she'd leave me to find someone wealthier, but instead, she started treating me even better.Back then, whenever the company hired a new male

Before long, an argument broke out above me as they fought over the small knife."That's cheating! Hand over the knife!""How is this cheating? The rules didn't say we couldn't use tools! Besides, you all jumped in yourselves!"Amid the struggle, the knife slipped from their grasp and lodged itself into my inner thigh. Blood immediately soaked through my pants, and only then did everyone pause, panicked, scattering in all directions.I was discarded to the side like trash, stripped of all dignity.In despair, I turned my head, and that was when I saw Mona, who'd been nowhere to be seen until now. She was hurrying over, half a peanut shell still stuck to the corner of her mouth.Thinking she'd come to help me, I stretched out my hand toward her, signaling for her to call 911. Mona finally reached me. However, instead of helping, she swatted my hand away. She pulled out a new phone. Ironically, it was the one I'd given her just last week.She began snapping pictures and record