บททั้งหมดของ THE DESPISED SON-IN-LAW; Mafia Boss Heir: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

TessaThat morning I felt gloomy, I did not wake up but rather sleep evaded my eyes. Neither mum nor dad showed up to my door for our usual morning run routines. The previous night's exchange was the only explanation. And that brought me back to the elephant in the room. What was I going to do? What if dad was serious about chasing me out of the manor and to the streets with nothing but a broke husband with no home? It reminded me of that request he made once, he asked me to elope with him and I said no, dad was now threatening to throw both of us out. Eloping by force somehow.I yawned and turned on my bed my arms tucked. All the confidence was expelled from my body leaving a shell of my former self. One look at me and someone could tell the devastation and anger that was crossing through my veins. Part of it was confusing and that feeling of betrayal by my father who for long had both fully stood by me, but he did stand by me sometimes when I needed him the most. That was

When Blake opened the door, two guards were sent in to do the search while and the rest of the family remained by the door. He wasn't scared....okay he was but he was sure they were not going to find anything significant there. He wasn't stupid to leave any traces of evidence he stole from Gerald's room in there. But the longer the search took the more scared he was. What if they had...okay no way. Gerald wouldn't have gone to such lengths just to get me out of the way. "Sir we found something!" A guard said.Or maybe he was wrong about what lengths Gerald was willing to go because behold, an envelope was brought to the mix and everyone, including Tessa who wanted something to legitimize her anger, they moved closer to see what it was and Blake felt his heart drop to his belly, a cold wind brushed in his face and his heartbeat slowed down drastically. He felt like the time had frozen and after analysis of the document by the forensics, they all looked at him with surprise written all

BlakeThat slap didn't hurt much more than the fact that she had signed to divorce me did. My world had turned topsy turvy and I honestly didn't know what to do, where to go from there, it was like all my life I had only known Tessa and for real she was the only person I had. Another would have been Anita had I not made a fool out of her with that little act of stupidity. The butler was mad at me and it was not like he would have helped me. In my hands was a situation with no escape route. I needed to think. But how, where or when? As long as I had not put my signature on those papers Tessa and I were still married and that was my plan. Give her time to think it through maybe change her mind on it if that was even possible.You know it was really hard if not impossible for her to think it through with everyone breathing on her neck, to begin with her brother Gabriel. Idiot saw it fun to prank me into thinking he was on my side and I could count on him and you'll know what ha

TessaMoments after that weird but still fun Oscar worth performance I was somehow feeling bad for dumping him. Not that bad to the extent of changing my mind but I just realized that perhaps we were going to miss his humor and the fact that he kept his humor despite what was at hand...okay it got me a little worried. Didn't he care about us that much because my expectations were him looking all sad and beat up. He was quite the opposite. Either way, the signature was done and all that was left was his. His unforgivable crime?Going after my family. You can't pretend to love them apples but not the tree that they fall from. That's just the highest level of hypocrisy if you asked me. If he loved me as much as he wanted me to believe then he was supposed to love my family too. No matter how bad and evil, broken and imbeciles they were because they were not going to change simply because he wanted them to.I was lying on my bed, following my once favorite TV series when Gid

TessaEver heard of a quote; there is no softer pillow than a clear conscience? No? Now you do, and damn it's true. It was midnight and sleep had evaded my eyes. Though I couldn't see them I just imagined the rest of my family were sound asleep enjoying sweet dreams while I was stuck in my guilty conscience that was not giving me room to breathe. My brain didn't care much for lulls and that feeling of dizziness remained a feeling as I lay in my bed staring at the beautiful pattern of the ceiling. Every time I shut my eyes Bake was there looking at me with his almond shaped eyes, tender lips and his long hair, well tried beard and a smile to die for. He was still cute as hell no matter what.But we both know what I was doing was right, right? We can agree on that. If you don't agree then you've never been in my position and until you get in this kind of situation please don't judge me. He wanted to destroy my father, my own father and my entire family by leaking some sensitiv