Semua Bab He Divorced Me; Oh well! He's Gonna Regret It : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Bella’s scream pierced through the air, echoing across the lounge like a desperate cry for help. It wasn’t just the loudness of it—it was the raw pain in her voice that grabbed the attention of everyone around her. Strangers began to gather, whispering and shooting concerned glances in her direction. A few of them stepped forward, trying to console her, asking questions she couldn’t even process. "Are you okay?" "Do you know Mr. Ramsey Wendel?" "Are you related to him?" But Bella wasn’t hearing any of it. Her mind was too shattered. The man she had loved—the one she thought she had figured out—was gone. Dead. Just like that.Alex stood beside her, looking helpless, unsure of what to do. His face was pale, his hands shaking slightly, but he didn’t say anything. He didn’t know how to comfort Bella. He didn’t know how to comfort *anyone*. Meanwhile, Mandy stood nearby, watching Bella’s breakdown, a slight smirk curling the edges of her lips. She sighed a sigh of relief—Her plans h

Mandy stood looking all gloomy, stunned by Dwight’s parting words. Did he really mean it? Would he actually put her behind bars? Her heart pounded with fear and confusion as his retreating figure disappeared into the shadows, leaving her all alone under the cold night sky. The weight of everything was pressing down on her, crushing her from all sides. No matter what she did, no matter how much she tried to fix things, there was never any peace. Not even after Ramsey’s death. The night was eerily silent as Mandy sank to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself in a desperate attempt to hold everything together. But it was futile. She let out a strangled sob, her tears streaming down her face. How had it come to this? Why did she ever meet Dwight? Ramsey? Why had her life spiraled so far out of control? Her sister’s harsh words rang in her ears. Every single insult, every hateful look, they all replayed in her mind like a cruel, endless loop. "I hate you," her sister had spat, and

Mandy stood frozen, the weight of Serena’s words pressing down on her like a boulder. “You really still think Alex Hermidez is the toddler you knew back then! awwn.” Serena hissed, her voice sharp and venomous. “And why did you let him find out you caused the fire? Foolish girl.” Mandy’s heart skipped a beat as the realization hit her. Alex had been there. He was still on the cliff when Dwight had spilled everything—He heard everything. The fire, Ramsey, the deaths… Alex had heard it all. How could she have been so careless? Serena’s voice interrupted her thoughts, continuing with a chilling tone. “You know, I’m proud of you, Mandy. You did something I wish I had the guts to do before I left—killing Ramsey. But… you left unfinished edges. That’s where you went wrong. You’re not cut out for this life, Mandy. You’re no hoodlum. You’re just a little fowl driven by your emotions." Serena snapped. "Keep crowing, little fella." With that, Serena ended the call, leaving Mandy standin

Cane stepped into Mandy's hotel room with a soft knock. His tall frame blocked out the light from the hallway as he smiled warmly, holding a small paper bag filled with snacks. Mandy, who had been pacing around nervously, immediately rushed to him. Her eyes were red and puffy from all the tears she'd shed throughout the morning. “Hey, I brought some snacks for you,” Cane said, his voice calm and reassuring. Without saying a word, Mandy threw her arms around him, clutching his jacket as if holding on for dear life. She buried her face into his chest, her body trembling with fear and uncertainty. Everything felt like it was falling apart, and Cane’s presence was the only thing grounding her. Cane gently rubbed her back, whispering softly, “It’s okay, Mandy. I’m here. We’ll figure this out.” After a moment, Mandy pulled back slightly, sniffling and wiping away the last of her tears. “I just... I can’t take all of this anymore,” she whispered. “Serena, Davis, Bella, Alex… it’s like e

Mandy’s heart pounded violently in her chest as the realization hit her like a tidal wave. "Ramsey might be alive." Her thoughts spiraled out of control, crashing into one another. She staggered back, clutching her temples, trying to make sense of everything. Cane, noticing her distress, reached out and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Mandy, I know this is a lot to take in.” But she barely registered his touch. Her mind was too broken, too overwhelmed. Was it fear she felt? Disappointment? Or just another burning reason to destroy both Davis and Ramsey? She couldn’t tell anymore. The weight of betrayal was suffocating her. Suddenly, she shook her head, her voice cracking as she spoke. “There’s still one thing I don’t understand, Cane. Alex Hermidez... Who is he? And what does he want? This doesn’t make sense.” Cane looked at her, his brows furrowed. “How did you meet him?” Mandy sighed, her voice trembling as she recounted the memory. “I met him at Eric Villagio’s lounge.