Semua Bab He Divorced Me; Oh well! He's Gonna Regret It : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Mandy looked away from Bella, her face tight with concern. She glanced at the phone screen, but the words on the other end were still blur, replaced by a sinking feeling in her stomach. She tried to shake it off, forcing a smile when she noticed Bella was still watching her, curiosity burning in her eyes. “What’s going on, Mandy? Who was on the phone? Who is Davis?” Bella asked at once, her tone laced with genuine worry. Mandy plastered on a fake smile, waving her hand dismissively. “Oh, nothing. Just some business partner, talking about business stuff. You know how it is.” Bella eyed her skeptically but decided not to press further. She knew her sister too well; if Mandy didn’t want to share, no amount of prying would get her to open up. Instead, Bella let it go, hoping that a little time together might lift Mandy’s spirits. “How about we take a break? Just the two of us—sisters’ day out,” Mandy suggested suddenly, her eyes lighting up with a flicker of excitement. Bella’s face

Mandy sat in Davis living room, her thoughts tangled and restless. The day had been long, and the whole event flashing through her memory. She glanced at Davis, who was busy typing away on his laptop. The silence between them was comfortable yet charged, filled with unspoken questions and lingering emotions. Mandy immediately remember the conversation Davis had mentioned over the phone with a serious tone, back at Bella's house. It was a good time to ask. “So, Davis,” Mandy began, breaking the silence. "you were trying to say something over the phone the other time—about Bella and Dwight?" "Bella and Dwight? oh No!" Davis denied smoothly. "I wanted to keep you updated about the Wendel's, Ramsey's mum." Mandy expression changed.“Yeah! About that investigation you mentioned… Ramsey’s mother—what did you find out?” Davis paused, looking up from his screen. He hesitated for a moment, as if debating whether to tell her everything. “Ramsey’s mother is dead, Mandy,” he said quietly.

Davis eyes widened, and his breath caught in his throat. Ramsey Wendel stood in the shower, water cascading over his muscular frame. For a moment, Davis’s brain struggled to process what he was seeing. Was he more shocked by Ramsey’s presence, or was it the realization that Bella was once again betraying her sister? Or maybe, it was the undeniable fact that Ramsey, the man who had thrown Mandy out of his life, was now comfortably bathing in Bella’s apartment as if he owned it. Davis’s mind buzzed with questions. How long had this been going on? Was Bella really back with Ramsey, or was this just another one of their twisted games? His confusion gave way to anger; Mandy had trusted Bella, tried to protect her, and this was how she repaid her? He didn’t have long to ponder as the sound of approaching footsteps jolted him back to the moment. Bella’s soft humming grew louder, and Davis quickly ducked behind the half-open bathroom door, his heart hammering in his chest. He watched thro

Davis could feel the weight of her words, and he knew this was no idle threat. Mandy was ready to fight back, and she wasn’t going to stop until Ramsey paid the ultimate price. "I'll tell you by morning" Mandy replied and left for bed. Mandy tossed and turned in her bed, her mind a whirlwind of rage and betrayal. She stared at the ceiling, imagining all the ways she could end Ramsey’s life once and for all. Her thoughts were dark and endless—a thousand schemes of revenge playing out in her head, each more dangerous than the last. But amid the chaos of her vengeful plans, another idea lingered, simmering beneath the surface: Davis. Mandy had grown tired of being alone, tired of feeling powerless, and part of her wanted to pull Davis closer, to make him hers in the most irreversible way possible. If she could pin her pregnancy on Davis, she could tie him to her life forever. It was a desperate, reckless thought, but Mandy was done playing by the rules. She threw back her covers a

Bella stepped into Eric Villagio's lounge, her eyes scanning the dimly lit room. She was eager to see Mandy, though part of her mind still swirled with the uneasy feeling she had after Ramsey’s sudden departure. The lounge was buzzing with activity, the low hum of conversations mixing with the clinking of glasses. It was the perfect place for a sisterly catch-up—or so she thought.As she approached the table where Mandy was seated, her pace slowed. Mandy wasn’t alone. A man, tall and handsome, sat across from her, chatting casually like they were old friends. Bella’s heart drummed. Who was this?Mandy noticed Bella’s arrival and waved her over with a big smile. “Bella! Over here!” she called out, her voice cheerful and innocent—too innocent.Bella’s brows furrowed as she walked up to the table, glancing at the man before looking back at her sister. “Mandy... what’s going on?” she asked, her tone careful. The last thing she expected was to see her sister with company—ESPECIALLY not a g