All Chapters of Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine!: Chapter 91 - Chapter 96

IRIS Steven was Megan’s psychotic stalker boyfriend. They had dated as teenagers and he used to beat and push her around. When Megan finally found the courage to break up with him, Steven was not having it. He stalked her for over two years and nothing was done about it despite her many reports to the police. And she was finally able to get a restraining order against him, but even that did not stop Steven Walsh from stalking her. And Megan just couldn’t prove it to the police because of how sneaky he was. So nothing was done. The restraining order was basically useless. But then, over three years ago, he made himself known. Broke into her apartment and attacked her with a knife. He also raped her. Luckily, a neighbor had heard the commotion and called the police, and that’s how Steven was caught. Megan was only recovering when we met at the hospital for the first time two years ago, when I was pregnant and working as a nurse. I knew the toll that this entire issue had t

IRIS “Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” I muttered under my breath as Layla catwalked toward us, in the same hair and dress color as me. I mean, I could look past the dress because I didn’t really care about that. But… the hair? Was she that much of a psycho that she would change the color of her hair? “What are you doing, Layla?” I heard Maverick ask as she came to a stop in front of us. Layla assessed me from my head to my toes, an amused smile playing on her lips, and then she turned to Maverick, an innocent, wide-eyed look on her face. “Whatever do you mean, Mav?” Maverick clenched his jaw, his gaze steady as he glared at her. “Layla.” Layla let out a laugh, reaching for her hair to play with the strands. “Oh, you mean this? I wanted to try something new.” She pouted. “Are you upset? I know how much you loved my blonde hair. You said you never wanted me to dye it, remember?” Maverick’s arm tightened around my waist, the only sign that Layla’s taunts were affecti

IRIS Megan.My baby.My baby. My baby. My baby.I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t even speak.I was a zombie when Maverick led me to his car. A zombie when he drove, but not oblivious to the worried stares that he kept throwing my way.But before Maverick had even parked the car in front of the hospital, I was already out. Already running inside. The ground was cold beneath my bare feet. At some point, I’d taken my shoes off, and I hadn’t even noticed. I had no idea where they were.“Iris!” I heard Maverick call behind me, but I was already disappearing through the doors. “Wait!”I was a zombie when I walked over to the reception. The nurses looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to say something.Anything.But I couldn’t. Even though my mouth opened, no words came out. My throat, my breathing. It was all constricted. Fear and panic wrapped themselves tightly around my chest, gripping me so harshly. Rendering me speechless.“How can we help you, Miss?”“My…m–my b—”“A w