Semua Bab Ex-Wife's Return to the Mafia Lord: Bab 31 - Bab 40

BeneathHe was truly right. “If he looks like my dad, then he should look like me, or is there something Mum was hiding from me?” I thought to myself. As frustration built, I narrowed my eyes at my mum.“Mum, do I really look like Father?” I asked, my gaze fixed on her. She seemed a little uncomfortable with my question and turned her gaze to Derick.“Derick, take your chips upstairs,” she said, and with that, he left, leaving the three of us alone.“Son, why ask such questions?” she said, her gaze fixed on mine and a frown creasing her forehead.“Don't you have his pictures? You can confirm your doubts with them,” she replied, raising my brows.I felt a little uneasy. “Sorry, Mum,” I apologized, but my mind was still clouded with uncertainty. “But if Derick truly looks like Dad, then he should also resemble me,” I said, prompting an immediate gasp from Lily, who almost choked.“Darling, are you alright?” I leaned towards her. She nodded, picking up the glass of water and gulping it d

Worst NightmareCeline's POVSo it's true that William Wood is actually gone. When I suddenly had the opportunity to tell him I was his child, I thought I finally had the chance to have a father figure and the love I never had while growing up. They knew I would find peace at last and decided to cut it short. Why is life so cruel to me? Am I meant to live a life without peace, joy, or happiness? The tears that were already clouding my eyes streamed down my cheeks seamlessly.I was beginning to think I was meant for this. Maybe somehow, that's how life has designed it for me—a life of misery. The only parent I had left was gone just like that. Couldn't he have spared me the opportunity to identify who I was before embracing death? Couldn't he have held me in a warm embrace, looked straight into my eyes, and called me "daughter"? Something I have longed and prayed for. Now my efforts were in vain, with nothing left. I sobbed even more.“Celine, everything will be fine,” Evelyn consoled,

Jack's POVWhat would you do if you discovered that the one you considered prey would soon become a lion and tear you apart? That the one prey would soon be a thorn in your flesh?I felt betrayed, and my heart pounded in my chest when I received the information about Celine. She was not just a staff member at the company but also a figure who posed as his lost daughter. All these years with the boss, he never talked having a child, not to mention a daughter. How was that even possible when he despised associating with women?The boss was such a free spirit years back when he hadn’t amassed so much wealth, and back then, I was so close to him. He trusted me more than anyone and would disclose some hidden secrets to me. I remember those days when I was his PA; I tried to uncover the reasons why he chose to remain without a wife or even a mistress. He narrated his encounter with a certain lady whom he slept with one fateful day after being drugged at a party. He woke up only to find that

UncertainI slowly opened my eyes as a bit of reality struck. My vision was blurry, and the pain in my body alerted me, but by now, I was warm. The cold chills were gone, my wet dress was slightly dried, and I could tell I was near a heater. I couldn't comprehend how, in such a short time, everything had changed. My body was almost steady, apart from the pain I still felt, which caused me to groan.I lifted my gaze slightly, only to meet an unfamiliar figure. My heart quickened, and I slowly sat upright, my fear evident in my expression. He was seated next to me, and my eyes narrowed as I suddenly realized I was in a moving car. Stunned by how and where I had been taken, I fixed my gaze on the figure, whom I presumed to be the boss, fear written all over my face.“You're awake. How are you feeling right now?” he asked quickly, interrupting my thoughts and making me feel more uneasy. He didn’t seem harmful—his expression revealed only concern and worry—but his voice was familiar, or wa

Aaron Lincoln“Henry, where are you?” The words left my mouth, my heart already bleeding. But then, the earlier voice surged from concern, I realized I was just emotionally carried away, and I felt sorry.“Oh, Celine, ahh,” it was Evelyn who was in the house. But why didn't I recognize her voice when I was outside? My thoughts were numb, and my reasoning was cool, like an iceberg.“Are you alright? Where did they take you? I hope they didn’t harm you. How did you get back?” Her numerous questions of concern only befuddled my mind and made it more delicate. She had already grasped my wrist and, with her other arm, touched me everywhere, ensuring I was healthy. My expressions quivered with intense emotion.I turned my gaze to my bed only to see Henry sleeping peacefully with his thumb in his mouth. “Jess,” I gasped, clutching my palms to my chest as a surge of relief enveloped my being. I couldn't wave off the excitement in my heart at the sight of my precious jewel once again. I hurled