After Divorce: Loved by the Secret Billionaire CEO のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Rachel's POVWhat the fuck was he doing here? How did he even... Yeah right, the news. My face was plastered everywhere in the news, and from what I saw on Marina's phone, it was one of the most trending topics, so Ethan could know... But the question was why was he here?To condemn me too for the death of his woman?"Get the fuck out of here. I don't want to see you". I said trying to hide the hurt in my heart. For fuck sake let him just leave already " Rachel, calm down; let me explain." I heard Marina say and I snapped my head towards the woman who was advancing towards me. Explain?What the hell was she explaining?" Explain? Marina, what the hell is this? " I turned on her surprised by her words. She looked towards Ethan before looking back at me, and then I understood. " You called him? " I stated in a question-like manner before suddenly laughing at a joke only I could hear. "That's not exactly what happened, Rachel. Hear me out. I was out with Mark when...""Mark!" She

Ethan's POVMark blinked as if taken aback by the question. Marina smiled taking a step towards Mark. "Yeah Mark, tell us. Do you really think would kill Lana?" then she shook her head." I phrased the question wrong because Rachel would kill Lana if she could; what I want to ask is, do you think Rachel killed Lana?" Her voice held so much emotion; I was so sure that if Mark said the wrong thing right now, he was going to lose the woman forever. Knowing how much he had feelings for her, I just couldn't allow him to do that to himself. "That's enough." My loud voice echoed around the room and I heard Mark release a thankful sigh."Whatever Mark thinks doesn't matter..." I looked at him before muttering a 'for now.'With the way he was acting, I was very sure he knew something more than he was letting out, and I had to find it out. "What matters right now is figuring the hell out how to get Rachel out of this mess she somehow got entangled with... ""What if she really was the one w

Marina's POVThere he was protecting me from Martha's venomous gaze and wayward hands like a knight in shining armor. I just looked up at him, mesmerized by his handsome yet stern face. "Stop that rubbish, woman; you're in a police station," Mark said to Marth as she struggled to get to me again. "How dare you... Thing good for nothing, let go of me." Martha said, struggling with Lana's cousin, Kila, who was holding her back. I snapped out of my daze before glaring at Martha from behind Mark. Just a few seconds ago, she was joining that old bitch to drag my hair; now she was holding her back...? It was definitely because of Mark's intervention. "Aunt, please calm down; people are looking, " She whispered harshly to Martha, who shook her head. " No, this bitch and that ungrateful brat must pay. " She said vehemently. "Imagine, Rachel killed my daughter and my grandchild, she has to pay, she just has to." She cried almost sounding delusional. I rolled my eyes at her pitiful anti

Rachel's POV After sitting on the floor for so long, my feet were starting to get numb but I just couldn't care. Marina, who I had thought was my friend, also went ahead to call Ethan to help. As in she called Ethan, so he would do what? Avenge his dead girlfriend and baby? I knew it was not her fault, but I just couldn't help blaming her. It was no secret that she liked Mark. But I thought since she already knew about everything that happened to Ethan, she would stay away from his assistant at least until I got over him, but no... She just rushed over to his side the next day. Was so a bad friend for wanting Marina not to get hurt like I was? Ethan acted like a good guy at first, ' helping me out ' and he also gave me a place to stay. He made me feel at home, he made me feel loved, but then what did he do... He stabbed me in the fucking back. And now Mark, Mark was his assistant and close friend, he must have known everything, there was no assurance that he wouldn't try

Rachel's POVJoyce had this frank air around her and it was impossible to miss, but that was exactly what I was looking for right now. A frank and honest person, not just to tell me the truth about how I looked but also in my life as well. One that wouldn't lie or betray me for any reason. " Joyce be frank, I can take it. How bad do I look?" Considering how many times that bitch of a warder slapped me, I was thinking eight or nine. "Well..." She clinked her tongue, examining my face a little bit. " Darling, you look just terrible". She said at last and I burst into laughter. She really was frank. But ouch, that was a terrible move. My headache intensified and so did my stomach ache, all because of one laughter. My laughter suddenly changed to a roll of cough, and before I knew it, I was sitting up on the bed coughing out blood with Joyce by my side, patting my back. "It's alright, relax". She said in a soothing voice which seemed to calm me down.After almost five minutes, the