All Chapters of Rekindling Love After Divorce : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Amanda's hands trembled as she clutched the steering wheel, her eyes fixed on the winding road ahead, her mind was racing and she couldn’t explain how she was feeling at that moment. She had lied to Charles, promising him that she wouldn't go searching for Kendall, but the urge to find her daughter had become so unbearable that it made her go back on her promise. Getting such information, she couldn’t just overlook it by staying calm. There has been a feeling nagging in her heart, she had missed her daughter and wanted to take her in her arms again.The previous night's revelation of where her daughter had left her reeling – was a possible lead on Kendall's whereabouts, and she couldn't shake off the feeling that she was running out of time. That she needed to find Kendall as soon as she could.As she drove, the scenery outside blurred into a haze of green and brown as it started raining lightly. Her mind replayed the conversation with Charles, his warning to her to stay safe, to let

"W-what are you saying?" Betty stammered, her heart racing wildly in her chest. "James is might be dead," Her father repeated, his voice less emotionless. "What James are you speaking of? Is it a business partner or one of our non-existent relatives?" Betty asked, her voice trembling. "I don't understand." "It's James. Agnes' son," Her father replied. "The men I sent to end Amanda, unfortunately, shot James instead." "What!" Betty screamed, her eyes pooling with tears. "No, this can't be true. Are you lying to me so I can forget about him, Or is this a prank or something? Are we in the month of April?" Her voice was laced with disbelief and confusion. She couldn't imagine the man she was obsessed with and had pursued for so long being dead. "Daddy, please stop joking. Some jokes are expensive," Betty cried out. "Betty, are you okay?" Zoe's voice chimed from behind. "I'm not joking, Betty," He said, his voice firm. "James got shot. There's no way he could survive such a

“Please who are you? Why are you after me?” Amanda asked as fear gripped her.“Well don't be scared. I'm just a rich man who wants to help you. My father is the head of this village and I'm his heir and eldest son. So you definitely need my help,” Micheal replied as a mischievous grin appeared on his face.“But I don't need your help? You don't know me, why do you want to help me?” Amanda asked, still scared.“That's because you are beautiful and I want to sleep with you,” Micheal replied boldly.“I just need your body and whatever you want, I will give it to you,” He added and Amanda almost spat at him on how bold and courageous he was.“You must be out of your mind. Do you think I'm some whore?” Amanda almost yelled at him.“Whatever you are, I don't care. Give it some thought. I will be back,” he flashed her a smile before he left.Amanda’s legs weakened and she was almost falling when she grabbed something nearby to help herself. She couldn't deny she had been caught up in the fea

Amanda quickly squeezed the note with her trembling hands. Why couldn't that bastard leave her alone? What was the meaning of all this? Couldn't she just have some peace?"Why is he after me? It's not like I'm the most beautiful woman in the village," Amanda muttered, her voice shaky. "Why am I always attracting garbage?"Gritting her teeth, she tossed the wrinkled note angrily into the trash can in a corner."This man seems more dangerous than I thought," she said, fear creeping into her voice. "What if he suddenly sees James as an obstacle and harms him?""James isn't in a state to defend himself or receive another attack," Amanda muttered, her voice dripping with worry. "I can't let any harm come to him, but I can't defend him if anyone tries to hurt him.""What am I going to do now?" she cried. "Is there a cop that I can make a report to? But Micheal ruled this place. If I were to report to the police, they wouldn't take me seriously.""Should I ask for a transfer?" she asked, her

The next day, Agnes could be seen pacing back and forth in her sitting room. She had been calling James' number but he wasn't answering. "How long is he going to avoid me?" Agnes asked herself, frowning. "I'm his mother for goodness sake, can't he respect me anymore? Everything I'm doing is for his good, why can't he see that and appreciate me?" She lowered the phone from her ear and stared at it for a few moments. "Has he blocked me or what?" she asked, dialing his number again. The number went to voicemail again, making her heart wrench in disappointment. "Why do I feel like this isn't normal?" Agnes said, worriedly. "I knew he had told me to go to hell, but he should at least answer my calls or send a text message that he's fine." "Why is he being so selfish?" Agnes asked, her frown deepening. "Maybe I should call Betty, and ask her how he is." She called Betty, but her number didn't go through either. "What the hell is wrong with both of them? Agnes said, feeling di