All Chapters of Married to my Ex-Fiance's Boss: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ClaireEverything faded out of my mind as my hands tightened around her neck, possessing every part of it and wishing to suffocate the breath out of her.What a smooth liar! The thought bestowed energy into my hands and I used it to the maximum. I felt someone try to pull me away but I struggled to at least deem the shine of victory in her eyes."Claire, please stop," muffled sounds echoed around me but I didn't pay heed. She was still breathing. I had not concluded my mission yet.And then the strong arms around me won, pulling me out from her and screaming reality into my dazed state.At least, I had achieved one thing my heart had always desired. The gnawing thought that had always accompanied me to and from school and then to the town's chapel.The feeling that was always present whenever the thought of my family crept in or even the mere thought of someone else's family was conquered.My chest heaved in a rhythm of relief, watching with blurry eyes as the medics arrived with a st

ClaireI couldn't sleep nor eat, my eyes were red from crying. My mother's words hung in my throat like a cloth hanger, pulling me deeper into grief and self-hatred. Tears of sadness pricked at my eyes, misting it at once. I was caught in a mess that was too tangled to escape that I was left both confused and heartbroken.Her words still sounded like a thunder-clap in my mind as the implications sank in. Marry Theodore in three days? How did she even come to such a horrifying conclusion?The accusing look of disgust on her face broke me into pieces then, and was still doing that after hours of her leaving. I clenched my fist, fighting between despair trying to piece together everything like a puzzle.I felt a pang of hatred on myself for cutting short a promising fifteen year old girl's life. My eyes misted again, ready to pass out more tears.Was the party really worth her life? Why couldn't I have stayed back at home? Sadness seeped into my bones, like a winter chill that hesit

Claire"Yes, oh, yes," I beamed with smiles, pushing out of the bed and stepping on Theodore's feet in the process. It didn't even bother me one bit that I could have stepped hard on him and that I should apologize.What mattered was the fact that my dream had come true and I was going to become Carlo's wife. The thought raced my heart with joy, my smile widening and comfort flooded through me.I inserted my fingers into the ring and then hugged him tightly, like my life depended on it. My joyful laughter renting the air, making the moment feel like a precious gift.I could feel my chin hurt from the wideness of my smile. Carlo had made my day. Turned it swiftly into joy. Theodore stood abruptly, flung the bouquet to the ground and stormed out, leaving a trail of petals behind him.I gave his exit a passing glance and then went back to being enveloped in Carlo's love that felt like a warm blanket on a cold night. I nozzled his nose, wishing I could kiss all the part of his body slowl

Claire"You can't possibly do that to your own child!!" I cried out in rage, wishing I could rip out her lips and plunge it into fire."A mother must do everything for her child to obey her," she shouted back. "You've constantly been disobeying and it's only fair everyone knows the truth isn't it?" Her eyes blazed with wickedness and I realized more vividly that I couldn't belong to this woman.I couldn't be her child and she couldn't be my mother. Not after all the embarrassment she had caused me and the constant comparison between me and Elizabeth."Mom, how would you feel seeing me in prison? Would you be happy?" Tears of frustration flowed down my cheeks filling me with a cold wave of sadness."The same way I would've if you had died instead of Emilia," her lips twisted into a kind of intensity that could only be associated with evil.My lips boiled with a loud sob as what she said, sunk into me, pushing me further into a depressed state."Elizabeth is the only one who deserves ou

ClaireMy heart broke as his face grew ashen and his body trembled in grief. I didn't mean to hurt him but I just couldn't help it. He had hurt me so much that I began to think that he was in a competition with my mom to break my heart into pieces.Did he even realize what that video had done to me mentally, together with my mother's insensitive words? My heart pumped hard, vibrating my lips with the thought. Fury flowed like goosebumps in my skin and I was ready to say more hurtful words to him that would slice through him faster than a helicopter fan.If only he knew how much I had wanted to give up living and commit suicide. Could my heart ever heal from such a trauma? I wondered helplessly, wishing I had never met him."How could you do that to me?" My voice grew raspy as I spoke. His pale face and red eyes were putting my emotions into a great turmoil and I hated myself for reacting to it.Why should I feel for him, when he had been the one enjoying the sex?He looked up with t