บททั้งหมดของ Ex-Wife's Revenge: Love Me Again, Dear Husband : บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

Annabel's POV I did just that however, the nanny reported that Myron's car was not in the garage. “Do you have an idea where he went?”I shook my head, “I have no idea.”“Do you know the car’s plate number?” Scott asked.I sighed and shook my head, “I only know it's a Maybach and the model is-”I told him the model. He took his phone and dialed a certain number. After the call, I asked him, “Who was that?”“A friend. He'll look up on Myron's car and track it if possible.”I nodded. After a few seconds of silence, I said, “Do you really think he's with Michelle?”Scott shrugged, “I don't want to hurt your feelings, Annabel but-”He paused and added, “Michelle has feelings for Myron. I don't know if he does too but I just know they could be together right now.”I looked away, “I think he does. At the gala, he could not resist her.”Shortly after, Scott's phone began to ring. His friend found the car and its location was a few miles away.As Scott drove, I couldn't help but wonder wha

Myron's POV Just then Nessa opened the door with sleepy eyes and an angry face, and that was the last thing I saw, before I fell into her arms.My weight on her and my bizarre look shocked her out of her sleep. She immediately shouted for the guards.Exhaustion caused me to fall on the steps of the door, however I still held Michelle tightly in my arms. The guards took her from my arms. I had to let go even though I didn't want to. When I realized I was taken into the house, I let my guard down.“Myron, open your damn eyes! You cannot die on me!” Nessa screamed.I could hear her but my eyes were barely open.She screamed louder when she ripped the shirt around my cut.“Oh my God! Who did this to you, Myron?” “Nessa..” my voice was a whisper, “Make sure…she's okay.”“What?” She scoffed, “You are badly injured, Myron and what you're thinking of now is her?? Who is she anyway?”I groaned in pain. The wound was taking a huge toll on me. “Hey,” I whispered, grabbing hold of Nessa's han

Michelle's POV There was blood on his hand.“Myron!” I gasped and ran towards him. I helped him sit up.“I'm.. I'm sorry.” I stuttered, not knowing what to do, “I didn't mean to push you so hard.”I panicked, “What do I do?!”“Hold on, let me find help.” I rose and tried to run towards the door but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me.“Myron-”“It's not that bad,” he whispered.“What? There's blood on your hand.” I said.“It's from the bandage.” He explained and helped himself on the bed. “You won't be able to find help now. Everyone's asleep.”He glanced at the bathroom, “There's a kit in there. You could help me replace the bandage.”I nodded and immediately went to get the kit. I have watched my Dad bandage patients in the hospital so it was an easy thing to do.What made it hard was that I caught myself staring at his abs and muscular chest.“Ah-” he winced.I held unto him, touching his bare skin, “I'm so sorry. I'm trying my best so it won't hurt.”He nodded and I continued to t

Myron's POV “After now, I don't ever want to see you again, Myron Wilson. I don't want to have anything to do with you and if you refuse I'll have to lodge a complaint at the station and you'll have no right to be anywhere near me.”“What?” I gasped, “You can't be serious, Michelle. If you do that, there'd be no way I can save you from that schmuck.”She turned back and I was shocked to see the tears and pain coursing in her eyes. Her face was filled with many emotions that I could not place an exact one.“I don't need saving!” She screamed, “Just stay away from me. I can take care of myself and I promise that this will never happen between us again! I will stop wanting you, I will stop loving you and you should also stop coming anywhere near me!”I stuttered, hurt to see her in tears, “Mich, I-”“No.” She shook her head, stopping me with the raise of her hand. “You don't need to repeat it. I know the only woman you love is my sister, don't mention it to me again.”“I pity you, thoug

Vivian's POVThe door was broken down, two seconds after that.I screamed and stepped back, crashing into the dinner table and causing my phone to fall to the ground, and switching off.Two huge men stepped in with a bat in their hands, followed by George. His face was not visible as he wore a face cap but his frame was more than obvious.I could recognize him yards away.“George.” I whispered and tried not to look scared.One of the men grabbed me and forced me towards the main room where George had already sat on the chair with his face cap off his head.“Don't touch me!” I yelled to the guard but his first tightened the more.“George..I..I was thinking of a way to save you. You have no idea how I've been restless over your being in jail. I was cooking up a plan to get you out.”I added, “I'm sorry it took this long.”He turned to me just then. His expression was cold and nonchalant. I did not want to imagine how he left jail or even found me because it seemed that he had become eve