Share

Chapter 49

Author: E. Palmer
last update publish date: 2026-03-23 00:00:49

Lydia wasn’t stupid.

Of course she fought back.

When she shoved me, she immediately reached for my hair, trying to grab and pull it. But because I hadn’t washed my hair during my hospital stay, I had tied it up tightly. There was nothing loose for her to grab.

Her hand missed.

But in a fight no one walks away unscathed.

Her long, manicured nails still managed to scrape across my cheek.

A sharp sting spread instantly.

I could
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • Divorced at Death's Door, I Took Back My Empire    Chapter 65

    During that period, I had practically taken over the role of my father’s health supervisor.Every single day, I made him send me photos of his meals—breakfast, lunch, and dinner—along with proof that he had taken his blood pressure medication in the morning and at night.It became a routine.Strict. Controlled. Necessary.Because my father… could be unbelievably stubborn.Then one day, our housekeeper called me.Her voice sounded slightly anxious.“Miss Dora, when you come home today, can you please buy some blood pressure medicine for Professor Winchester? He hasn’t taken his medication for three days.”I frowned immediately.“Three days? Why?”“He finished the last batch,” she explained helplessly. “I offered to buy more for him, but he refused. He said the medicine wasn’t effective and didn’t want to bother.”I sighed.That sounded exactly like him.My father could ignore anyone—but not me.Even my mother couldn’t control him sometimes, but when it came to me, he would always compr

  • Divorced at Death's Door, I Took Back My Empire    Chapter 64

    “And as for you…” Ronald let out a low, twisted laugh. “I’ve been your loyal dog for so many years. Haven’t I treated you well? Haven’t I been attentive? Thoughtful?”His eyes burned as he stared at me.“Then why,” he continued, his voice rising, “why was your father still unwilling to entrust you to me? Why did he refuse to let you marry me?”His lips curled into a feral smile.“Just because I came from nothing? Just because I was ‘too eager to succeed’? Because he thought a short-sighted man like me wasn’t worthy of his precious daughter?”His expression darkened, his voice dripping with hatred.“Who did Professor Winchester think he was?!”I looked at him quietly.For the first time… I truly saw him.The man I had lived with for seven years.The man I thought I knew.All those years, he had appeared warm, gentle, humble—someone who worked hard and endured quietly. But beneath t

  • Divorced at Death's Door, I Took Back My Empire    Chapter 63

    Ronald actually clapped for me.Slow. Deliberate. Almost mocking.“Honestly,” he said with a faint smile, “when you scrubbed your face red that night, I was only suspicious. But afterward… your acting was quite convincing. For a while, I even thought I was overthinking things.”He leaned back in his chair, studying me like I was a puzzle he had already solved.“After all,” he added casually, “you’ve always been so innocent in front of me. Simple. Kind. Naive.”I gave a small hum of acknowledgment, neither agreeing nor denying.“And then?” I asked calmly. “When did you become certain I was acting?”Ronald didn’t answer immediately.Instead, he picked up his knife and fork again, cutting into the steak in front of him with slow, elegant precision.“The moment you went to the hospital,” he said lightly, as if discussing the weather. “When a child is born deformed or dies… the first person anyone would

  • Divorced at Death's Door, I Took Back My Empire    Chapter 62

    After taking a slow sip of red wine, Ronald set his glass down with deliberate elegance. His eyes rested on me, filled with something that looked like affection—but I knew better.“Dora,” he said with a faint smile, “I really have to thank you. Back then, I had nothing. Poor background, no connections, nothing worth mentioning. And yet… you chose me.”I didn’t respond immediately.He continued, his tone turning softer, almost sentimental. “Most people would’ve thought someone like you—a professor’s daughter—would end up with someone like Tyler. A man from a wealthy family, refined, well-matched. But instead… you chose me. Do you know how grateful I’ve always been for that?”There it was again.Tyler.The name had come up too many times tonight.I tilted my head slightly, studying him. “Why do you keep bringing him up?” I asked calmly. “What does Tyler have to do with anything? I don’t even know him.”Ronald chuckled, avoiding my gaze as he swirled the wine in his glass.“You wouldn’t

  • Divorced at Death's Door, I Took Back My Empire    Chapter 61

    Upon hearing my question, Ronald replied casually,“At most, about two meters. Normally, no one would drown there. There are both shallow and deep areas. But…”I tilted my head slightly. “But what?”His voice dropped, almost like a whisper brushing against my ear.“But we can’t rule out accidents.”As I stood there staring at the pool earlier, a thought had crossed my mind—dark, dangerous, and disturbingly calm.If tonight failed…If I couldn’t get a confession from Ronald about my daughter’s death…If I couldn’t confirm the truth about his hidden assets…Then maybe—maybe I could drug him, wait until he passed out, then drag him into the pool and let him drown.Ronald is tall—over six feet—and solidly built. There’s no way I could overpower him while he’s conscious. If it ever came down to it, knocking him out would be my only option.Knives? Too bloody.Axes? Too brutal.Dismemberment? Too complicated.Dumping his body in a suitcase and abandoning it somewhere in the mountains… that

  • Divorced at Death's Door, I Took Back My Empire    Chapter 60

    On the day we left for Evergreen Ridge Resort, I sent a message to Attorney Songs, asking him to make time to prepare a lawsuit for me.But he didn’t reply.That wasn’t surprising. He had always been distant and reserved, the kind of man who spoke only when necessary. Compared to Micah, I barely interacted with him. Still, I understood—someone at his level wouldn’t personally handle every small matter. And since Micah worked under him, communicating with her was just as effective.Evergreen Ridge Resort was over 150 kilometers from New York.Ronald drove us there himself in the imported BMW 7 Series I had gifted him.He seemed to be in an unusually good mood.The entire drive, Koji Tamaki’s “Don’t Leave Me” played on repeat, the melancholic melody filling the car like a lingering memory that refused to fade.As we neared the entrance of the resort, Ronald suddenly glanced at me.“Dora love, do you still remember

More Chapters
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status