Her Ex-husband's Regret のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

CHAPTER 91Diego I felt hurt; I understand Serene despises me, but hiding my son's condition from me is far too cruel. Maybe it was our past that caused everything, but I have changed so much that I am glad I saved his life. “Daddy, why are you sad?” Miguel inquired as he opened his eyes."No, I am not champ; my eyes are in a little bit of pain," I said. “How are you feeling sweetheart?” Serene asked Miguel, but he ignored her and turned to my side of the bed."Daddy, will I go watch wrestling live when I am better?" he asked me."We will hear from your mom first, you can see she was worried, huh," I replied, looking at Serene, who was staring at the floor."No, we do not have to go with Mommy because she lied and broke a promise," Miguel explained.“Sweetie I'm sorry I wish —”"Mommy, please go away," Miguel said to Serene, who began shaking her head.“Champ, calm down. Mommy didn't do anything,” I said, trying to calm him down."Mommy, you promised to return on time but didn't,"

CHAPTER 93Serene The doctor finally discharged Miguel and we took him home in a wheelchair. Just as we got home, the entire living room was dark, and I wondered if there was a power outage or something. “Mommy, what happened to the lights?” Miguel asked, looking confused.“I don't know, sweetie, let me quickly find out,” I replied, attempting to switch on my phone's torch when the lights went on, and I realized all Miguel's friends had come to welcome him. “Surprise!” everyone exclaimed and I couldn't help but clap along.“Hi, Ms. Brights,” the little children greeted me.“Hello, how are you, little angels?” I asked.“We're fine thanks,” they responded.Miguel stood up from his chair and began walking towards his friends, who all hugged him and led him to the couch while I poured them drinks. "Look at my little prince; he is so cute," Charlotte said to Miguel, softly pulling his cheeks.“Why is she so mean?” Diego asked as he assisted me in rinsing the glasses."I am not sure; maybe

CHAPTER 95Nelly When I was released from jail, I went to live at Diego's mansion for weeks and days without seeing Diego. The rascal I used to spoil with all the money I stole from Diego abandoned me for someone else. I can not believe he used my money 2 to move on with someone else, knowing that I divorced my husband for him. I will just wait until Diego arrives and then use my emotional games to get to his heart. There is no way he will reject me after all those years I spent in jail. I know he will forgive me, and I will do my best to take every asset I can get my hands on; Diego Myers is someone I have studied to the fullest extent. As for George, he will be the first person I fire if Diego gives me another chance; how dare he tell me Serene is with Diego?I have been living in this mansion for the past three months, and Diego has yet to return. I am sure he went to make money for Serene. I am sure Serene is either back in her village or living under a shark in London. Diego Mye

CHAPTER 97Serene I didn't even get to finish the conversation because it felt like I was about to push him down to the ground. I could feel my blood rushing. He was thankfully gone by the time I wanted to give him a piece of my mind; there was no way I would send my son to New York knowing there was hell within those walls. "Serene, what are you thinking?" Neina inquired as she lay on the couch, her head on my lap, receiving a massage.“It's nothing I was just —”"Umm, try harder so you can lie next time, now tell me what is wrong." She asked and I repeated what Diego had said in the office. “What!” Charlotte exclaimed."Listening to other people's conversations is bad manners," Neina told her."Maybe, but not when they are audible, and that beast is not taking my nephew anywhere," she responded."Stop it. I think you should give him some time with the boy. We have all seen how close they have gotten," Neina suggested.“Seriously now? Wait on whose side are you?” Charlotte question

CHAPTER 99Diego I walked back to my car and sat there. A phone call came in and interrupted my thoughts. "George, what is it?" I asked.“Sir, I am not feeling good about what we discussed yesterday. Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.“No, I don't just drop the entire plan. I do not want to separate my son from his mother; perhaps I deserve to be alone. I suppose that is my life sentence," I said, hanging up the phone.I drove home and found my uncle at a meeting with his friends. I am not sure what they were laughing about, but it was troublesome. I walked up closer and overheard their conversation. "We planned everything so well that they will not suspect we were involved in the hotel robbery, poor Ms. Brights," one of his friends said as they toasted."Yes, I know, but trust me, we did a damn good job for $8 million, just like that gentleman," my uncle said with a devilish laugh.“But something amazes me though,” the other man said."Despite losing so much, Ms. Brights d