Semua Bab Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine!: Bab 61 - Bab 70

IRIS ‘You didn't think I’d stay alone forever, did you?’‘I had another fucking kid, Iris, and she’s dying.’My mother’s words continued to echo in my mind even as Maverick drove us home. The fact that my mother had given birth to another child, and she loved that child this much…It broke me.It destroyed my inner child into pieces. The love that I had begged for, yearned for… I never got it. I was treated like an abomination. All because she wanted some money.And here she was, doing it again.Doing it to save her other daughter.I clutched Maverick’s jacket tighter around me as an uneasy chill ran down my spine.I could feel him glance at me every now and then, checking to see if I was okay, although he hadn’t said anything to me since we got in the car.I’d lied. I had lied to him, telling him that it wasn’t his father who kidnapped me. Though I doubted that he even believed me.But I didn’t do it because I wanted to protect or cover Quentin’s ass, I did it to cover mine.Quentin

IRIS Maverick stared at me, amusement dancing in his stormy eyes. “We’re already getting married.”I shook my head once, feeling heat creep up my neck. “I mean we should get married sooner. Tomorrow.”The wedding was supposed to be in a month’s time, but with everything going on, with Quentin trying to sabotage our plan and possibly kill me while at it, the best “fuck off” I could give to him was marrying his son, not caring about what he thought.But Maverick wouldn’t understand. Or maybe he would. I didn’t tell him that it was his father who kidnapped me, and I wasn’t going to tell him. But at some point, he was going to figure it out.He already doubted me.“Why so soon? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love with me already,” Maverick said smugly.I looked away, feeling my cheeks burn even hotter.“Don’t flatter yourself, Maverick.” I willed my voice to remain steady.The last thing I wanted to do was make Maverick think that I had feelings for him. Because I didn't.He just had a f

IRIS Although I hadn’t admitted to Maverick that it was Quentin who had kidnapped me, Maverick was a hundred percent sure that it was him, and there was nothing I could do to convince him otherwise.But knowing Maverick, he wouldn’t just go on a full-on rage or attack Quentin without a plan. He was going to restrategize. I saw it in his eyes, in the way he’d looked at me this morning. His mind had been set, and he wasn’t going back.That’s why when he told me I had to stay away from the office until after our wedding, I didn't even bother arguing.I heaved a sigh, clicking on the video that Megan had just sent me of Amethyst.In the video, Amy was sitting on the floor, playing with one of her large stuffed animals. At first, she hugged it, but then she started blabbing in a serious tone while Megan stifled a laugh behind the camera.My heart melted when Amy leaned in, giving the teddy bear a kiss on the nose before clapping her tiny hands in excitement.“You giving kisses now, baby g

MAVERICK I would give anything for Iris to look at me the way she was looking at me now. Her annoyance had disappeared and now she was looking at me like I created the whole damn universe.I wanted her to look at me like that forever.“You did?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, and her eyes had begun to water.It wasn’t even a bit difficult to find the hospital where Chelsea was receiving treatment. Rhoda, Iris’s mother, had been living in Louisiana with eight-year-old Chelsea who had been battling leukemia for a while.My father had flown all the way over there to seek her out, no doubt, and he had seen how desperate she was and offered to cover her child’s treatment if only Rhoda would come back and kill her other daughter.Rhoda wasn’t getting out of that jail cell anytime soon, and I had plans for my father.Big fucking plans.“Yeah,” I replied. “She’s at a children’s hospital in Louisiana. I had the hospital arrange all the necessary papers, so all we have to do is bring he

MAVERICKI had to fight hard against my inner voices, because all they wanted was to thrust hard into Iris until she forgot her own damn name.But patience… That was the keyword, and I had to exercise it.Iris wasn’t a meal to be rushed. She was a meal to be enjoyed. To be savored. And I was going to savor every single taste and smell of her until I got my fill.“Hands back on the window, Angel,” I muttered into her hair, enjoying the way she shivered as she did what I said.“My obedient baby girl,” I said, and Iris arched her back in response, her ass grazing the front of my pants. Grazing my hard cock.I knew she would like that.I ran my middle finger along her slit, spreading her wetness over and around her clit. And then I began to massage it, circling around her pulsing clit as Iris’s shivering intensified.“Oh my God,” she moaned, her head falling back into my chest as I pushed two of my fingers into her dripping hole.“Always so damn wet for me,” I breathed as I fucked her wit