All Chapters of Divorced my abusive husband, married my billionaire boss : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

As the atmosphere thickened with tension, Melinda silently handed her phone to Ethan. Ethan took the phone, his eyes scanning the screen. At first, he was calm, then within seconds, his mouth opened in disbelief, his expression shifting from shock to disbelief. “What in the world is this?!” he shouted, his tone sharp and filled with rage. “Is this…my bank?!” he continued as his grip on the phone tightened.“Let me see that,” Lila snapped, as she took the phone from Ethan’s hands. Robert and Amelia hurried over, crowding around her to see what had triggered such a reaction.The video started to play, Lila increasing the volume as the sound of a man’s voice dripping in disgust was narrating the unfolding scene.“Oh my gosh! Why would she do that?! Guys, this woman just pooped in a black bag, right in front of Blackwood.Co bank! And now she's cleaning up after herself.” The camera shifted to show a lady squatting on the pavement. A small crowd had gathered, recording the horror, some f

Melinda sensed Ethan’s body tense up, his focus abruptly shifting away from her. She quickly halted as her gaze followed Ethan’s to the door entrance. On seeing Amelia, her eyes widened in disbelief as she quickly stood up, her cheeks blushing in shame.Amelia regained herself, her chest heavy with the weight of what she had just seen. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she took a step back. Without saying a word, she turned and ran away, her high-pitched cries echoing through the hotel corridors.——The soft, tingling sound of a spoon striking a glass broke through the low murmur of conversations, drawing everyone’s attention to the head of the table. Mr. Silas Blackwood cleared his throat, his presence commanding the room. “Thank you all for coming, I’m honored,” He started, his tone smooth and composed, carrying an aura of quiet authority.“Today’s my sixty-fifth birthday, and I couldn’t be more grateful to celebrate this milestone with every one of you… my family.”He paused, his

Melinda sat motionless, her hands pressed against her blistering skin, eyes wide with disbelief. “You… You slapped me?” she whispered, her voice trembling as she spoke.“And I’ll slap you again if you push me!” Amelia sneered, her face twisted in rage. With her hands clenched by her sides, she stepped closer, dominating over Melinda.“You truly believe he loves you?! Girl… he feels sorry for you. You really think someone like…you, would be taken seriously by him? A billionaire and CEO of the biggest bank in this country?!”Every single word Amelia spat out pierced Melinda’s soul as tears kept flowing down her cheeks, her gaze locked on Amelia.Amelia wasn't finished, she drew closer to Melinda, and with her voice leaking with contempt, she spat,“Ask him for the picture of his late wife, Jessica. Sis…you don't come close! He has a type and you're at the very bottom! Once he’s done with you, he’ll spit you out like the trash you are!”Amelia adjusted herself, her eyes scanning Melinda

Melinda paused, her gaze still on Ryan as she tried to understand what he meant. “What do you mean by he is dangerous?” She muttered, her tone careful.Ryan let out a dark laugh. “Melinda, you have no idea who you're dealing with and honestly I feel sorry for you.” He said as he leaned back a bit, his voice heavy with scorn.“Your husband has been in prison for days and it is now you come to see him,” he continued.“You’re the one to talk! When I was in the hospital due to your constant humiliation, did you come to see me?” Melinda fired back, her time sharp and unexpected.Ryan was taken aback, staring at her momentarily before smirking. “Wow… you're talking back at me now? He must be fucking you good… giving you the audacity to talk back at your husband.” He spoke, his words soaked in sarcasm.Melinda readjusted herself, her grip on the phone tightening. “I’m not sleeping with my boss, Ryan. I Don't know where this is coming from but just stop,” she mumbled.Ryan’s eyes didn't leave

“I’ve waited all week to do this! I’m a psycho right?! I’ll show you what a psycho looks like!” He roared, his eyes blazing with fury that overwhelmed him.Leaning forward, he grabbed Melinda by the hand from the floor and gripped her neck. Melinda felt her life slipping away, her breath stuck in her throat as her hands scratched his, digging into his arms as she kicked and fought in an attempt to free herself but he was too strong. “R-Ryan… Y-you’re hurting me…Please R-Ryan” she pleaded as she struggled to mutter the words.His eyes burned with raw rage as he tightened his grip. Her lungs burned for oxygen, and gradually her vision became blurred as she fought to stay conscious. For a moment, the only sound in the room was her weak desperate gasps as her body drained of oxygen. Then just as he grabbed her, he let her go. She crashed to the floor, gasping for air, coughing desperately, her hands on her throat as she crawled away from him. Ryan towered over her fragile little body