All Chapters of Rejected And Betrayed: Chasing My Luna Back.: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

EVEYLNThe Pack Witch’s hut smelled of smoke and crushed herbs, sharp and earthy enough to sting the back of my throat. Dried flowers hung from the ceiling, their brittle petals whispering each time a draft slipped through the cracks.John sat close beside me, his knee brushing mine as we watched the witch glide across the room. Her long skirts swayed against the packed dirt floor. She carried a small wooden cup, steam curling from the green liquid inside, and crouched before Harry.“Drink,” she said softly, her voice carrying the weight of something older than the walls around us.Harry hesitated, eyes flicking from her to me, then took the cup in both hands. The scent of bitter herbs drifted stronger as he raised it to his lips.The witch straightened, her bracelets chiming faintly as she lowered herself onto the bench opposite us. “It’s the ritual’s echo,” she said, her tone calm but certain. “Nothing dangerous. The visions will fade once he accepts that the girl isn’t real. He jus

EVEYLNAnd then I slowly began noticing that the car seat was going down and then it was flat as I was now lying down as he was on top of me, he took my hands to his chest as we began to remove his button down and then he threw his shirt on the back seat with his singlet, he began to remove my gown that I was putting on, as the kiss was becoming ab aggressive one. He lay in between my legs as he releases his lips from mine and then I began to breathe heavily."John...wait..." I begged but he didn't listened to me after I was already naked, he pressed his fingers on my boobs really hard as I gasped and then for me not to make sounds he shoved his lips on mine, shutting me up and I won't lie that I don't fucking love it. I love how harsh he always was on me anytime we are having sex. And then he spread my legs really wide, my left leg was hanging on the car driver seat head, and that's how wide my legs were opened. He then shoved his two finger inside my pussy as I was about to screa

EVEYLNWe left the hospital in silence and took the little body to the mortuary, then to the burial ground. Mimi couldn’t stop crying, her face buried in Solomon’s chest while his arms held her tight. He kept rubbing her back, voice low, trying to comfort her, but I could see the strain in his eyes too, he was fighting his own tears, fighting the pain of never hearing his child laugh or call him daddy even once. The sight twisted something in my chest, and all I could think about was Diane and her clan, how even an easy death would be too merciful for people like them, how the only punishment fitting for her was the kind that made her beg for an end.When the coffin was lowered, I stepped forward and placed my flowers on the small grave. John did the same beside me, and as I wiped my tears with the back of my hand, the whole world felt too quiet, too heavy for words.After we reached the mansion, I sat with Mimi for a while. She kept rubbing her palms together, voice shaking as she to

“How did you do that?” John asked, leaning over Paulo’s shoulder as a line of green code flickered across the screen. Paulo only flashed a small, smug smile. “I don’t think you should know,” he murmured, tapping a final key as the monitor flashed SUCCESS.John’s stomach tightened. He hadn’t imagined Benjamin would push this far breaking into Evelyn’s factory network? That wasn’t bold, it was reckless. The kind of reckless that could blow everything apart. He dragged a hand through his hair and sank down beside Paulo, eyes glued to the screen as Paulo jumped to another window and began working on something else as if nothing was wrong.“You seriously think this won’t come back to haunt us?” John muttered, watching Paulo’s fingers dance across the keyboard.Paulo shrugged without looking up. “Depends,” he said under his breath, shoulders rising and falling in a lazy rhythm, “on how fast we cover our tracks.”John exhaled slowly, tension settling into his chest. He still hadn’t told Evel

John stepped closer, each slow stride making Andrew shrink back, his shoulders tight, breath unsteady, eyes darting like a trapped animal. “Should I give you time to explain yourself,” John said, voice low and dangerous, “or should I just punch you in the face?”“I...uhm...I swear it’s not what you think…” Andrew murmured, hands half-raised as if they could shield him from what was coming.John let out a sharp scoff and, without warning, his fist cracked across Andrew’s cheek. Andrew stumbled sideways with a grunt, palms flying to his face. John grabbed his jaw, yanked him upright again, and sent another punch into the opposite cheek, snapping his head the other way as pain shot through him.“You can’t even explain yourself,” John growled, his grip tightening while Andrew struggled to keep his balance. “How could you betray me?”Andrew didn’t answer. He couldn’t. Shame clung to him heavier than the pain, his eyes glued to the floor, jaw trembling, guilt choking every word he tried to