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Revenge On My Ex-husband With His Ruthless Mafia Brother 79: Expect Hell.
Cheryse’s POVThe walk back home was a nightmare of silence. We didn't talk after his call with whoever. I trudged on stiffly, arms crossed, rain mixing with my tears.Caleb had this little smirk tugging at his lips the whole time after the strange call. He was smiling. After almost killing me. After nearly driving us into the abyss just for fun.I wanted to claw that smile off his face.When we finally reached, the house glowed warm against the storm. Daphne was waiting in the foyer, arms folded, her polished features tightening as soon as she saw us. “Finally,” she said sharply. “Do you two know what time it is? I’ve been worried sick!”Caleb breezed past her like she was a piece of furniture. He didn’t even glance at her. “Not your problem,” he muttered, heading straight for the stairs.“Excuse me?” Mom’s voice was full of disbelief. Caleb turned coolly, his eyes glinting with that arrogant coldness I’d come to loathe. “I said—not your problem. I didn’t ask for an audience, Daph
Revenge On My Ex-husband With His Ruthless Mafia Brother 78: Aunt Vivian's Call.
Caleb's POV:The silence in the car was unbearable. Days had passed with nothing but shallow breaths and the occasional slam of a door between us. Cheryse sat stiffly in the passenger seat, arms crossed like a sulking child, and I could feel her eyes burning holes into the side of my face. But she wasn't saying anything, neither was I.I kept my hands steady on the wheel,refusing to give her what she wanted. “It’s been days, you bastard!” she spat finally, irritated. “You don’t say a damn word to me, Caleb. You only talk to Maxwell. You only care about him!”I didn’t answer. It's high time she regrets touching my money! That was my secret account! How dare she do that for some shitty insurance?“Answer me!” she yelled. “Or are you just going to keep acting like some brooding little boy sulking in his daddy’s shoes?”My grip on the steering wheel tightened, the leather biting into my palms. The road blurred ahead of me as rage filled me to the brim. Cheryse laughed. “Your mother… Est
Revenge On My Ex-husband With His Ruthless Mafia Brother 77: Stay Away!
Delilah’s POV I told Aunt Vivian I’d be back soon, just needing a little air. She clasped my hand before I left, her voice soft but weighed with worry. “Don’t burden yourself too much, Delilah. You’ve already carried enough.” I forced a small smile, promising her I wouldn’t. The night was cool as I trekked aimlessly through the streets. Neon lights blurred into one another, laughter spilling from bars and food stalls. Beijing was indeed beautiful. I thought about checking out a few places, maybe even snapping pictures, but then I remembered that I shattered my phone in frustration. A sigh slipped past my lips. Gosh, another problem. This is gonna be hard. Oh shit! I wandered further, letting curiosity guide me, until my gaze landed on a building pulsing with bass and loud music. It was a masked club. It's the kind where everyone hid behind feathers, lace, or leather, pretending to be someone else for a night. I went in before I could think twice. Masked figures were danc
Revenge On My Ex-husband With His Ruthless Mafia Brother 76: Hurt.
~Back the present~Delilah POV I stared at my aunt like the ground had just cracked open beneath me. Her words didn’t feel real. It was like listening to someone describe a stranger’s life — except the stranger was my mother. I feel seriously disoriented now.“She went after young Thorne,” Aunt Vivian said, sighing sadly.I shook my head. “No… no, that doesn’t sound like her.” My voice was trembling . “My mother wasn’t reckless. She wasn’t the type to drink herself senseless or… or chase after anyone stupidly. She was composed. Controlled. Everyone said so.”Vivian’s lips curled into something between pity and bitterness. “That’s what she wanted you to believe. What she wanted all of us to believe. But I was there, Lilah. I saw it. She could pretend with the world, but not with me.”Her words slammed into me like ice water. My mother — the elegant, disciplined woman who raised me — wasn’t who I thought she was? Or worse, she’d been living two lives, one for me and one for herself.“I
Revenge On My Ex-husband With His Ruthless Mafia Brother 75: Lorie's Love.
~flashback~…15 YEARS AGO…Vivian’s POV “What are you doing here?” I muttered under my breath, slamming on the brakes as my headlights caught a stumbling figure on the sidewalk.Of course, it was her. It has to be!Lorie. She's my older sister. Also my shame and my burden, all wrapped up in fishnet stockings and smudged lipstick. She was weaving back from a club again, her dyed-red hair sticking up in wild angles, tattoos peeking through the ripped sleeves of her shirt. Always rowdy and unmotherly as usual.“Ah, shit,” I cursed, jerking the car to the side.I rushed out, the gravel crunching beneath my heels. “Lorie! What the hell is wrong with you? You’ve got a child at home, for God’s sake!”She spun around, wobbling dangerously on too-high boots, her eyes were annoyingly defiant. “Shh!” She wagged a finger in my face. “Don’t you shush me like you’re some saint. I’m older than you, okay? Don’t tell me what to do!”The alcohol hit me like a wave when she leaned closer. I recoiled,
Revenge On My Ex-husband With His Ruthless Mafia Brother 74: Shattering Revelations
Delilah’s POV I blinked at Aunt Vivi, my pulse hammering so loud I swore she could hear it. Divorce him? My mouth was dry, my hands clammy. “Wait—no,” I whispered, shaking my head furiously. “You don’t understand, Aunt. Thorne… he—he saved me. Caleb destroyed me. He ripped my heart out, humiliated me, paraded Cheryse like some goddamn trophy while I—” My throat tightened, voice trembling. “I can’t… I can’t just walk away from the only person who—” I stopped myself. The only person who what? Made me feel alive? Made me burn from the inside out with a single look? Made me ache in ways I hated and craved all at once? God, no. “Delilah,” Aunt Vivi said softly, shaking her head, her eyes were glassy. “That’s not saving. That’s not love. That’s chains. That’s control.” Her grip on my shoulders tightened, almost bruising. “If you had just come to me after Caleb’s betrayal, I would have taken care of you. I would have helped you heal. You didn’t have to walk into the devil’s arms.” Her
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