All Chapters of Revenge Of The Forsaken Wife: Pleasured By His Father: Chapter 91 - Chapter 98

Chapter Ninety-twoBack in the Caruso’s mansion, Finn grabbed the arm of his father’s wheelchair, squatting gently beside him, his eyes filled with a confusing mix of disdain and pity. “How does it feel to be seated on a chair without the usual routine of going to work and sniffling around things that aren’t your fucking business?” He asked, wiping the drooling saliva from his father’s lips as he clicked his tongue and shook his head in pity.He stood up, turning to face Becky and Vivienne who were standing close, watching as he spoke to the man who had raised him as his own all his life. “This is what happens when anyone dares to cross me.” He said, his shoulders raised, boasting around the house. “Who did he think he was? The boss of a cartel and was untouchable?” He mocked. “He will be so surprised when he discovers how long this game has started.” He added and turned back to Rafael who was still sitting there on the chair, his hand limp by his sides, his legs turned inward and mo

Chapter Ninety-fourMaisieIt had been days.Seven long, merciless days of agony.Seven days of being treated like the worst criminal alive, like some hardened offender who deserved no dignity, no mercy, no explanation. Seven days of being locked behind iron bars without a proper reason, without a single piece of proof shown to me, without anyone bothering to hear my side of the story.Yet no one had come.No one had come to take me out of there, even though I was not guilty of the alleged crimes hanging over my head like a death sentence. It was as though everyone had already believed the story they were fed, as though they had accepted it as truth without hesitation, like they did not even need me to defend myself because, in their minds, the explanation they were given was more than enough. It felt like I had already been judged and sentenced without ever stepping into a courtroom.I didn’t know what else to do. I didn’t know how to fight something I could not even see. I didn’t kn

Chapter Ninety-sixMaisie My head and limbs felt impossibly heavy, too heavy to lift, too heavy to command. Even the simple act of breathing felt deliberate, as though my lungs had to be reminded of their duty. All I could manage was to force my aching eyes open and glance around the unfamiliar space, my vision blurred and swimming.It wasn’t until the sharp, sterile scent of antiseptic invaded my senses, the unmistakable smell that belonged to only one place, that reality settled over me.I was in a hospital.The realization didn’t bring relief. It only made everything feel more real. My entire body felt drained, hollowed out, as though every ounce of strength had been wrung from me and discarded. I couldn’t move my arms, couldn’t lift my legs. The only proof that I was still alive was the slow movement of my eyes and the faint beeping somewhere to my right.“She’s up!” a familiar voice exclaimed, breaking through the fog in my mind. “She woke up, just now.” The voice repeated, loud

Epilogue Three Years LaterThe auditorium was filled with applause, camera flashes, and the restless excitement of families who had waited years for this day.Maisie sat in the second row, her hands clasped tightly together, her heart swelling in a way she could barely contain. The banner above the stage read Business School Graduation Ceremony, bold and proud.And there he was.Nash.Her little brother no longer looked little.He stood tall in his graduation gown, shoulders squared, confidence radiating from him in a way that made her chest tighten with emotion. Three years ago, he had been carrying grief like armor, anger like oxygen. He lived without hope, with no vision. Three years ago, closure had felt impossible.But today?Today, Nash Moretti looked whole.After everything that had happened, the arrests, the revelations, the inheritance, Nash had thrown himself into rebuilding not just their father’s legacy, but himself. He had gone to business school determined to understand