All Chapters of Ex-wife's Marriage Revenge : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

11"Are you okay?" The girl was at Jasmine's side at once. She crouched down and helped her sit straight and placed some worn out and smelly cushions under her back."You were profusely bleeding and your.... Dress was completely dirty. So I removed it and wiped your body with a sponge." She said as she sat with her tattooed legs tucked under her and went on, "And then I dressed your wounds. You also had a raging fever so I called a doctor to take a look at you.""A doctor?" Jasmine's eyes widened.She was a patient who escaped from a hospital. Having a doctor come over to see her meant danger."Yeah, but don't worry. I've changed your clothes before that and destroyed your hospital dress. Besides, the doctor was from a local clinic. So you need not worry."Jasmine heaved in relief. She looked around the room and the girl noticed."I know it's not that good but this is all I could afford on my own." The warmth of her smile echoed in her voice.Speechless, as that's not what Jasmine was

13"Oh my god! What a surprise, baby!" Birdie squealed and squeezed the man on the door in her arms while Jasmine stared at the two enveloping each other, smiling and swirling around."I missed you so much, Birdie. I had a dream that you were in danger. So... You see, I had to ask for a quick leave and come here.""Not that I was far away! My boss was kind enough to give me some days with you." The man said happily, lifting Birdie and kissing her hair.His stubbled face was weighed down with weariness. In his eyes, Jasmine saw exhaustion. They were red as if he had not had sleep for a week. But that's how he always looked. Jasmine knew that because he was HENRY, the person who delivered vegetables and fresh fruits at her marital house she shared with Vince.He was in his mid twenties, a man who did his job seriously. Not to forget to mention that he had always been kind to Jasmine. After all, Jasmine was the one who always showed him the way to the kitchen to bring the vegetable and fr

15Both Birdie and Jasmine froze in terror as they saw a man in a dark suit, hands casually in his pockets, leaning against the corridor wall behind Henry."Vince," Moisture gathered in the corner of Jasmine's eyes as her lips trembled. All the energy in her evaporated. Jasmine just stood there, speechless. She couldn't move. She couldn't breathe. The sound of his approaching footsteps echoed like a clap of thunder, resonating through the air like a sonic boom. "Hi, wifey!" Vince waved a hand at her with a smirk. He used to be an extremely handsome man when Jasmine fell in love with him. His curly blonde hair added to his charm. His gray eyes were captivating and seemed to sparkle with warmth. His features appeared strong and well-defined, giving him a hot yet refined look. And when he used to smile earlier, his whole face used to light up, making him even more attractive. But now... The same blonde curly hair seemed overly styled. His gray eyes looked dull and lifeless. His feat

17She saw his throat work, and the muscles around his neck ripple as he tried to reign in his emotions. "I will not tolerate such language from you, Lila Calvin! Be careful next time." "But if you want me to discipline you like your brother, do it again and you'll know." The low, husky warning in his voice urged her to make some more dirty comments so he would be inclined to punish her. Usually Kyle and her didn't have such a conversation. He didn't like it. Although he was a reputed Casanova in the country, he strangely behaved like a gentleman around her. After all, Lila was like a sister. Could a brother ever speak with his sister about someone trying to get into her pants? Even the thought of such conversation made Kyle's face twist in exasperation. However, Lila enjoyed pushing his buttons and thus continuously brought it up, knowing too well about his cold reaction. She also did it because she devoured his expressive side. Kyle, with all those expressions on his 'too damn

19Kyle stopped the car outside his father's manor in which he had many and very gruesome memories of his childhood before he had asked for himself to be rolled into a boarding school.It was a five story structure with a lot of windows and a stunning dome-like roof that rose high into the air. In the night sky it looked forebodingly beautiful. It was pearl white, although it glowed like dark silver in the night. Kyle unbuckled his seat belt but made no move that would suggest he wanted to step out. His eyes swam with emotions from the past. The dark flecks in his pupils grew onyx black as his jaw clenched. He was trying to hold himself together as he stared at the fountain before the gigantic house. It was of a woman hugging her arms, her head tilted to the right side and looking down. She complimented the manor as she was made with white clay. Kyle gulped his saliva because she always reminded him of his mother. The worst thing about the statue was that water gushed from the middle