Semua Bab THE WIFE YOU LEFT: Bab 131 - Bab 140

AVERY’S POV:"If I could, I'd kill London a second time," Axel growled, his voice gravel-coated and bitter. "She was a traitor. A whore. Imagine the woman I loved, bent over for the Don of a rival cartel like a common street slut. Not just once—but again and again, even when she was carrying my child."He wasn’t yelling. That made it worse. His voice was calm, even fond in a twisted way, as if the memory had hardened into something precious—just not in the way love is supposed to be.His lip curled, disgust tightening every word. “She didn’t just betray me. She betrayed her father. Our family.”I stood frozen, every inch of me recoiling. My mouth went dry. Axel’s rage was volcanic—rising, spilling, burning everything in its path.“At first, I had my suspicions,” he said, almost too calmly. “But I dismissed them. Turned a blind eye. You know why?” He scoffed and looked away, his jaw twitching. “Because I loved that loose hole.”He laughed, but there was no joy in it—only the sound of a

AVERY’S POV:When Axel’s hand slipped from my face and hit the cold stone floor, limp and lifeless, I couldn’t breathe. “No—no—NO!”The scream tore out of me like my soul was being ripped open. It wasn't just a sound—it was a shattering. A wail so raw that it echoed through the temple walls, spilling into the evening, carried by the wind across the ruined grounds. Everyone around froze. Even the birds outside the temple scattered into the sky like they couldn’t bear to witness what had just happened."AXEL!" I screamed again, my voice hoarse, my throat burning, my body shaking with violent sobs as I clutched his blood-warm body. “Please—please—wake up. Don’t do this. Don’t leave me!”Ryan and Baron rushed forward, but I shoved them away.“Don’t touch him!” I cried. “He’s still warm. He’s not gone. He can’t be gone—he can’t!”They tried again, gently, carefully. “Avery… we have to—”“Where the hell were you?” I shrieked, eyes burning through tears as I turned on them. “You should’ve

AVERY’S POV:I didn’t know what I was doing. I was lost. Helpless.The stillness of the temple overwhelming. It left me questioning, "what darkness has descended upon this sacred place?"I couldn’t shake off that feeling. I reached out, trembling, and gently dragged Axel’s form closer to Akira’s. My tears came fast, burning hot paths down my face, dripping onto his chest. I wiped them, only to see something glint faintly from the corner of my eye.A dagger.It was nestled beside Akira’s body, resting as if it had always belonged there—like it was waiting for me.I picked it up slowly, reverently, brushing my thumb across the metal. It was nothing like the blades I’d seen in life. This was ancient—its hilt carved from obsidian, engraved with spirals and sunbursts that shimmered faintly under the moonlight. The blade itself curved slightly, etched with a language I couldn’t read but somehow understood. The tip was impossibly sharp, the weight of it perfect in my hand.I stared at it, co

AXEL'S POV:I woke to suffocating blackness.No ceiling. No walls. No floor. Just an endless void of shadow pressing in from every angle. The silence was unnatural—like even time itself had forgotten how to move here. There was no scent, no breeze, no sound of breathing, not even mine.My body jerked upright, muscles instinctively coiling as I snapped into defense mode. “Hello?” I called. It echoed—but not outward. It rebounded inwards, through my skull, vibrating against bone like it was mocking me.Nothing answered. The silence wasn’t just still—it was cruel. The kind that watches. The kind that waits. I stayed crouched, straining to hear anything. A footstep. A breath. A whisper. Anything.But there was nothing. I don’t know how long I stayed like that—seconds, minutes, hours. Time didn’t exist here. All I had were my thoughts, and they came quickly, too loud in the nothingness. "Where the hell am I? Am I dead? Did someone drug me? Is this real?"I paced in a circle I couldn't e

AVERY’S POV: Swallowing hard and exhaling, my body felt like brittle glass. “If anyone should be punished... it should be me. Yes, it should. I—” I staggered, stammering, my chest tightening as guilt tore through me. “I brought all this... on them. I cursed. I lashed out. I lost control. Take my life, just bring them back. Please—please!”My hands shook as I looked down at the blood still clinging to my skin. “The child... the child was innocent,” I mentioned, then screamed, “Do you hear me?! They didn’t do anything! This baby has never done a single wicked thing in their entire life! What about Akira that lived a pure life? And Axel—he didn’t even know about the baby! He never got to know!”I choked on my own sob, clenching my fists. “Oman!" I shouted, lifting my head. “Kore! Where are you?! If I am yours—if I carry even a drop of your blood—then show up! Do something! Show me mercy! Please! I’m not begging as a warrior or a vessel. I’m begging as your child. I’m just a daughter ask