All Chapters of Dear Ex Husband, I'll Make You Wish You Were Dead: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

MIMIThe moment I got home, I quickly go to find Devon in the living room watching the Television along side with Herod who seemed to be bored out of his mind, sitting next to him.The moment Herod noticed my presence he quickly ran towards me to hug me as I give him just a little pat and slightly moving out of the way. I walked towards Devon, and perched right in front of him with my hands on my waist, blocking him from watching whatever was on at the moment."Would you move?" He hissed trailing his gaze to my face to see the wide smile on my face "Why are you smiling? What happened? Did you kill someone?" He stood up almost immediately, trailing towards me and I swiftly grabbed both his palms, squeezing it in excitement, pulling him into me."Guess." I teased as I watched his eyes darken."Don't tell me it was Vivienne, what the fuck is wrong with you Mimi?""I'm pregnant." I squealed watching confusion etching on his face which slowly transitioned into a panicked stare."Pregnant?

SIX MONTHS LATER......CORRIE"It's been a while," Kennedy muttered from the other end of the table. I sheepishly nodded, agreeing with his words. The past few months since Salem's funeral have been difficult. I've been stalked and harassed by the media, I resigned from teaching, and I can't keep a job because I'm either harassed by reporters or by stans who are convinced that I used dark magic on their fucking heartthrob, Emmette Nash. They blame me for reducing him to what he has become, and ever since I married him, I've brought nothing but doom to his life. They also won't fail to mention my previous marriage with Devon Remington, even though I barely remember anything about him.It feels like I'm being gaslit. I don't know who to turn to, and it boils my blood that everyone keeps pestering me about Emmette.I couldn't even trust Kennedy at first, but after a DNA test that he insisted on, we slowly started having this ritual of sharing a meal from time to time. Although I don't re

KENNEDY I adjusted my glasses, going through the documents on my table. My phone rings, it wasn't too far away from me and with just a glimpse, a smirk settled on my lips. "Already?" I chuckled, putting down the document and reaching out to my phone to see Emmette's name on my screen. I slide it to answer, plopping my back against my chair, my smirk widening into a mischievous satisfying smile."I see you got my present. I've been waiting for you call.." "Cut the crap Kennedy. How much do you want?" Emmette's voice rang with a hint of concern cutting me off before i could finish. It made me realise he must really be obsessed with Corrie, more than he was with Emerald. "What do you mean exactly?" I cocked, playing dumb to his request. "You seriously want to play this game Kennedy?" He hissed as my head tilt back till my eyes were staring at the intricate design of my ceiling."I don't quite understand you Emmette, what game are you talking about?" I muttered, dragging it on."You

KENNEDY Both my hands went over hers, steadying them as they shakily relaxed under my touch."Why would you even ask me that?" I muttered. Just from her eyes, I could tell she was fighting every logical instinct in her body not to doubt the words coming out of my mouth."It doesn’t look like it," she hissed."I swear, I am," I explained, watching her eyes soften and her grip on me loosen.She let go and stepped back a little."He offered me an ultimatum," she said, voice tight. "He said he’ll only end this hellish divorce process if I take the job. With that kind of offer, do you really expect me to believe you’re on my side? For all I know, you could’ve already sold me out to the bastard just like you did by inviting the Remingtons over." She sucked in her teeth, pain flickering in her eyes. "I'm finding it really hard to trust you anymore."My eyes darkened at her words, and I clenched my teeth, swallowing the rage clawing up my throat. If I snapped now, she'd only distrust me more

MIMI "What’s wrong if I pay her a bit of attention?" he added, turning back toward me as if he'd just discovered a brilliant point, as if that justified treating me like I was nothing. "You didn’t lose your child twice.""Is that what it is?" I scoffed. "Pity? Really? Don’t I deserve your pity too? I almost died pushing Benjamin out of my body. I could’ve died Devon, doesn't that scare you?" Both hands slowly left my sides, hovering close to my ears. "I practically risked my life to give you another heir and instead of getting a thank you, even a speck of your attention..." I finally pressed both hands to the sides of my head, my fingers digging into my hair. "C-Corrie just gets it. Without having to try. To the point, you go around sleeping with every woman who looks like her."Devon’s eyes widened. His lips trembled into a pathetic, frightened pout and I laughed."Oh, wait," I scoffed. "You thought I wouldn't find out about your affairs? I know about every single one of them. I kn