You belong to me! Ex wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

After a long intense and passionate kiss, Trey and Lisa gently parted, both trying to catch their breath. Lisa leaned her forehead against Trey's chest as they sat there, the warmth of their embrace lingering in the air. "Jade, I had planned to propose to you tonight. I wanted to make things right. I want you to be legally mine," Trey confessed, his voice filled with emotion. Lisa looked at him, a quizzical expression on her face. "But you said you didn't sign the divorce papers," she said, her brow furrowed with confusion. "I didn't, but I found out I married someone who does not exist," Trey explained. Lisa looked at him, utterly perplexed by his words, and said, "I don't understand." "I'll explain everything, but I need you to trust me," Trey said softly, his gaze unwavering. He smiled, then stood up and offered his hand to her. As she took it, he helped her to her feet then placed a soft kiss on her forehead, took both of her hands in his, and his eyes locked with hers

(Warning: This chapter contains details of killing, trauma, and blood, and may not be suitable for all readers. If you are easily triggered by any of these subjects, it is recommended that you refrain from reading ahead for your mental health. Read at your own risk.) “Umm, Mom, you join the kids in the second car, Susan and I will ride in the fourth car,” Lisa said when they reached the driveway where a line of cars waited. “But jade, your ride is the third car?” Mrs Rosa said. “I know Mom, but I want to switch,” Mrs Rosa hesitated before nodding. “Be careful, today is your best day,” Mrs Rosa said and walked toward the car. ~~~ At the church, the moment Trey stepped out of the car, his eyes swept across the church grounds, scanning the strategic positions of his men. He keyed the mic discreetly nestled in his ear and asked in a low, commanding voice, "All set?" And in a perfect unison, his men responded, "Yes boss." "Good. Report any suspicious activities directly t

(Warning: This chapter contains details of killing, trauma, and blood, and may not be suitable for all readers. If you are easily triggered by any of these subjects, it is recommended that you refrain from reading ahead for your mental health. Read at your own risk.) Valerie's voice trembled as she spoke up, noticing the deadly aura emanating from Trey as he glared down at her with undisguised disgust. "Trey, please, I was forced into doing this," she pleaded, but Trey's expression remained cold and unyielding as he replied, "Don't worry, no one will be able to force you into doing anything anymore." With those words, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at Valerie's forehead. As he was about to pull the trigger, Valerie interrupted frantically, "No! Trey, please, I'm pregnant with his child. He will come after you if you kill me! He is listening to us as we speak." Trey's fierce resolve was unshaken as he smirked and he replied, "I won't fall for your fucking tricks again, t

Clara and Michelle, dressed in matching glistening white gowns with a bow adorning the back, gracefully made their way down the aisle. They clutched a wooden basket embellished with a delicate white ribbon, brimming with white rose petals that they gently scattered along the path. Following close behind them was Luis, dashing in his white elegant suit, holding a cushion bearing the wedding rings. Antonio and Susan, exquisitely dressed in their white outfits, walked arm in arm, radiating elegance. Mrs. Cooper joined the procession, cradling two weeks-old baby Miguel, as well as Diego and his fiancée, Lucy, Trey's secretary, both resplendent in radiant white outfits. Then Mr. and Mrs. Collins, followed by the old Master Collins and Mrs. Lynn, their hands linked in a display of endearing unity creating an aura of elegance and refinement. As everyone took their seats, the air of anticipation filled the room. The moment finally arrived as the bride, escorted by her uncle, made her g

As soon as the school bell chimed, signaling the end of class, students swiftly gathered their books and personal belongings, eager to vacate the classroom as if they'd been sitting on pins and needles and couldn't wait to get off. Michelle, as usual, was the last to exit the class. After gathering all her items, she made her way out of the class, her thoughts consumed with one person, Ryan Luis Collins. She had been counting down every second until now. Not that thinking about him hindered her studies, though. ‘What was going to happen when she got home? She was now 18, and she wasn't going to take no for an answer from Luis. He had promised to make her his woman when she turned 18. Now she couldn't wait to meet him, the love of her life.’ She hurriedly made her way to her hostel, as she had already packed her stuff. All that was left was for her to say goodbye to Alan before she left for the airport. Alan is Michelle's professor and friend. He had approached her when he first a