LOGINShare
Chapter 44. The fall of Williams and Sasha
Last Updated:
2025-08-25 22:23:52
Latest chapter
IN LOVE WITH MY STEPSON Chapter 97 A new kind of healing
SASHAI didn’t have much when I left Williams’ house—just a few clothes, my documents, and pain sitting deep in my chest. But I found a small apartment on the edge of town. It wasn’t anything fancy—just a tiny one-bedroom with squeaky windows and a leaking tap in the kitchen. But it was mine. Quiet, simple, safe.After days of searching, I got a job at a local spa—DRIOS SPA AND RELIEFS, not as anything fancy, just as their temporary accountant. Numbers weren’t new to me. I had handled budgets, bills, and balances before. It paid enough to cover my rent and feed me, and for now, that was enough.But every time I finished my work and looked up from the dusty desk, I found myself watching the spa therapists. Their movements were calm, almost graceful. There was something soothing about the way they spoke to clients, worked on tired backs, helped people breathe again."Thank you Miss Rita. Your hands work like magic" I watched customers thank Rita, head of masseurs and I wished I could b
IN LOVE WITH MY STEPSON Chapter 96 What felt like comfort
WILLIAMSI was sitting alone in the living room that evening, the silence in the house louder than any noise. My mind kept drifting back to Jayden — his laughter, his smile. And now… nothing. The doorbell rang, breaking my thoughts. I walked slowly to the door and opened it. Ivy stood there, her face full of sympathy."I'm sorry," she said quietly, stepping in when I moved aside." It's okay." I managed to speak as it wasn't a nice day to exchange pleasantries.She sat, folding her hands in her lap. “I blame myself for what happened to your son,” she whispered.I shook my head. “No. Don’t do that. It was between Sasha and me. We lost control.”"I shouldn't have prepared the lunch. I felt I could help, since...""I have told you, Ivy. Stop taking the blames. None of this is your fault." I interrupted her while she maintained a sober mood.She looked at me, her eyes soft. “Have you eaten anything today?”“Eaten you say? No appetite,” I muttered. “What’s food when my child is gone?”"I
IN LOVE WITH MY STEPSON Chapter 95 Shattered silence
SASHAThe car ride to the hospital was a blur. All I could hear was the thudding of my heart and Jayden’s faint breathing in my arms. Williams drove like a mad man, honking, swerving, shouting, but none of it mattered. My baby wasn’t saying a word. His tiny head had hit the tiled floor, and he had become unconcious and hadn’t moved or cried like he usually did when he fell.We burst into the hospital, yelling for help. Nurses rushed forward, taking Jayden from me. My dress and his were soaked in his own blood and I felt my knees go weak. I wanted to scream, but nothing came out. Williams was pacing, running his hands through his hair, looking like he might lose it.I kept pacing like a woman who was possessed, my heart skipped beats and my hands couldn't stop trembling. I couldn't say a word. All I could do was mutter prayers under my breath like chants.My little Jayden was in there, fighting for his life because of our carelessness. "If anything happens to him," Williams suddenly s
IN LOVE WITH MY STEPSON Chapter 94 The breaking point
SASHAI had just picked Jayden up from school, and as I stepped out of the car with him, the warm scent of chicken soup greeted us at the door. My stomach rumbled. It smelled good—rich, seasoned… inviting. I smiled, a little relieved. Maybe Williams had finally done something thoughtful.I walked into the house and found him already seated at the dining table, happily eating.“Hmmm… someone’s cooking skills just upgraded,” I teased, dropping my bag on the couch as Jayden trailed behind me. “This smells too good to be yours.”Williams chuckled without looking up. “That’s because it’s not mine.”I paused. “Wait, what?”“Ivy made it,” he said casually. “She came around earlier and offered to cook.”I froze. Literally. The spoon I had just picked up slipped from my fingers and clattered against the plate, splattering soup.“I don't get it... Wait, you let Ivy into this house?” I asked, stunned.“She just came to help. Relax,” Williams said, still chewing.“Relax?” I shot up from the chair
IN LOVE WITH MY STEPSON Chapter 93 Nothing but regret
JULIUSDinner time in prison always had the same feel—cold, loud, rushed. But today, it felt heavier than usual. Maybe it was because of how long I had been here. Or maybe it was because for the first time in my life, I was finally beginning to feel the weight of all I had done.The guards shouted, and all of us started walking slowly to the dining hall. Chains dragged on the floor, and no one spoke unless it was to curse or complain. I limped my way forward, my body now far from what it used to be. My skin had gone pale, my belly that once showed pride was gone, and my hair—what was left of it—had turned completely grey. My hands were weak, and my legs ached all the time. I looked like someone who had given up. Maybe I had.I sat at the far end of the dining table, as usual. That corner had become my spot over the past few years. I looked around and saw other prisoners eating without a care. Fights sometimes broke out during dinner, but tonight, everyone seemed quiet.Soon, the kitch
IN LOVE WITH MY STEPSON Chapter 91 Left behind
SASHAI needed someone—anyone—to talk to. Again. After everything that had happened with Williams, Steve, and Claire, I felt like I was drowning. The walls of my life were closing in, and I was desperate for air. Emily was my last hope. She had always been the calm in my storm, the one who listened without judgment. So I thought now.I drove to her house, the city blurring past me as my mind replayed the recent events. Williams refusing to let Ivy go, Steve's harsh words, Claire's cold message—it was all too much. I needed comfort, a safe space to pour out my heart."Sasha! Do come in." That was Emily, immediately she opened Her door.At least, she didn't shut me out like Claire's and Her husband did.Emily greeted me with a warm smile, her eyes filled with concern. She ushered me into the kitchen, where the aroma of freshly cooked food filled the air. We sat down to lunch, and as I took a bite, the dam broke.I told her everything—how Williams had dismissed my concerns about Ivy, how
You may also like
