All Chapters of Ex-Wife Craves Revenge : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I sat alone in my hospital room, staring blankly at the wall, but my mind was far away. I could hear the steady beeping of the machines around me, the soft murmurs of nurses outside, and the faint hum of the air conditioning, yet none of it felt real. My chest felt tight, and my hands trembled slightly as I gripped the hospital blanket.My thoughts drifted back to a night I had buried deep inside me. A night I wished I could forget but always seemed to creep back into my mind when I least expected it.I was eight months pregnant with Josh. My feet were swollen, my back ached constantly, and every step I took felt like I was carrying the weight of the world. That evening, I had come home late from a prenatal appointment. The doctor had taken longer than expected, and by the time I walked through the front door, Aaron was already pacing in the living room, his face dark with anger.“Where the hell have you been?” he barked the moment I stepped inside. His eyes flicked to the empty dinin

Alex was walking toward his office when he suddenly spotted Aaron stepping out of the lawyer’s office. He quickly ducked behind a parked car, watching as Aaron stomped out of the building, his face twisted in frustration. Alex frowned, curiosity rising in his chest. What was Aaron up to now?He followed Aaron discreetly as he walked down the street and stopped at a small café. Alex entered a few minutes later and took a seat in the corner, watching Aaron sip his coffee angrily. Without wasting time, Alex pulled out his phone and dialed Richard Caldwell’s number.The lawyer picked up after a few rings. “Mr. Greyson,” Richard’s voice came through, sounding slightly annoyed.“Hey, Richard,” Alex said casually. “Was Aaron just there?”There was a brief pause before Richard sighed. “Yes, he was here. But listen, Alex, I don’t know what’s going on between you two, and quite frankly, I don’t care. I won’t tolerate any more questions about Mira’s estate. My client’s wishes are final.”Before

Chapter 14 – A Mother’s Desperate PleaMira’s POVThe moment Alex stepped into my hospital room, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I grabbed his hand, my voice shaking. “Alex, please… take Josh home with you.”Alex looked down at me with concern in his eyes. “Mira, do you know where he is?”I swallowed hard and reached for my phone, showing him the long message Josh had sent me. Alex took the phone from my hand, his eyes scanning over the words. I could see the way his jaw clenched as he read, the way his brows furrowed deeper with each sentence.“He’s at the park,” I whispered, trying my best to describe it. “The one we used to go to. It has those swings he loves so much, and there’s a big tree with a bench right underneath it. That’s where we used to sit and talk.” My voice cracked at the memory, but I pushed through it. “He’s all alone, Alex. Please, you have to go get him.”Alex handed my phone back and sighed. “Mira, what if… what if I bring him here to you?”I stared at him, shocked

Chapter 17- Protecting JoshI couldn’t believe what I had just overheard. Aaron’s voice, so cold and detached, echoed in my mind like a broken record. I stared at Alex, who stood near the door with his phone in hand, his jaw tight and his knuckles white from gripping the device too hard.“Unbelievable,” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head. I didn’t know why I was surprised anymore. Aaron’s indifference had always been glaring, but hearing it laid out so plainly—how he couldn’t even at least to check on his son’s wellbeing or bother to confirm where he was—still hit me like a punch to the gut.Alex finally ended the call, his frustration visible in the way he shoved his phone into his pocket. He turned to me and sighed. “He’s something else, isn’t he?”I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest. “That’s putting it lightly.”Alex sat down on the chair beside my hospital bed, rubbing his temples. “He assumed Josh was with me the whole time. Didn’t even care enough to check properl

Chapter 18 – A Battle of WillsAaron pulled up in front of the school, glancing at the time on his watch. He was already irritated. He hadn’t wanted to come himself, but since the cook had been nagging about Josh’s whereabouts, he decided to just pick the boy up and put an end to the complaints. It was a simple task—drive in, pick up his son, and go home.But as soon as he spotted Josh standing near the school gate, he knew things wouldn’t be that easy.Josh was standing there, arms crossed, a stubborn look on his small face. He didn’t even move when Aaron’s car came to a stop in front of him.Aaron rolled down the window. “Josh, get in.”Josh didn’t budge.Aaron’s patience was already thin. “Josh,” he said, his voice sharper this time, “I said get in.”Josh shook his head. “I’m waiting for Uncle Alex.”Aaron frowned, gripping the steering wheel. “What do you mean you’re waiting for Alex? I’m your father. Get in the car.”Josh took a small step back, his face filled with defiance. “I