All Chapters of Dear Ex Husband, I'll Make You Wish You Were Dead: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

MIMI"Mr Nash.." Amelia stutters, ready to butter Emmette as she eyes Emery. All eyes turn to him, acknowledging the powerful bastard."Madam Remington." Emmette hoarsed, rather annoyed at her sheepish tone."Is she your daughter?" She looked over at the little girl who held both Corrie and Emmette's hand."Yes. Her name is Emery." Emmette answered, the entire room mummurs in indistinct chatter. I look over to Devon, his face casts a frown, eyes pulsing with rage. My stomach churned at the sight of it, being pissed off was a fucking understatement."Oh, I didn't know you had a daughter," Amelia said her eyes shifted to Corrie."And—a wife. You're quite the mystery Mr Nash." Amelia said as Emmette glared at her. "I'm not his wife." Corrie immediately snapped, interrupting Emmette from speaking. "I just tutor his daughter." She chuckled dangling Emery from her end with a miserable delight that seemed to annoy me."She called you mommy earlier, and the girl does slightly resemble you."

CORRIEI opened the door, my heart raced."Oh God." I hissed, someone was really in my house. Did they have a spare key or they picked my lock? I was going to figure that out.I quietly shut the door behind me and bolted it. Slipping off my shoes, I placed them to the side along with my bag. Tiptoeing toward the kitchen, sweat trickled down my face as I reached for a knife.The lights flicked on, and I spun around, knife in hand, only to come face to face with a familiar figure wearing a cocky grin. Letting out a deep sigh, I lowered the knife and tossed it aside. "Are you fucking insane?" I snapped, planting my hands on my hips."How did you even get into my house?" I groaned, brushing past Salem. He stood there, practically naked, with only my towel wrapped loosely around his waist. My throat tightened, and I swallowed hard, deliberately avoiding his striking emerald eyes. "I still have your keys Corrie." Salem cocked."I have work in Springville, I thought I'd stop by. Miss me?

I raised my glass absent-mindedly, the clinking of glasses filling the room like a distant echo. My hand lingered in the air, my eyes fixed on the table as my mind raced. Twenty million dollars. Where on earth was I supposed to get that kind of money? "Ridiculous," I muttered, suddenly snapping out of my thoughts. My eyes flickered to Devon and the Benjamins, who were now giving me curious, awkward stares. I chuckled lightly, reclining back into my seat as I raised my glass again and emptied it in one quick motion.Kathy reached for the wine bottle, a knowing smile curling on her lips. She gestured for me to pass my glass, pouring me another generous helping. “You seem stressed, Mimi,” she said, her tone drenched in a mix of concern and judgment. “Handling your father-in-law’s memorial must already be tough.” she cocked.I bit back my initial irritation and let the wine soothe my nerves. My panic over Corrie melted away, replaced by a new sense of resolve. I sipped slowly before lo

MIMIA wine in my hand and a cigarette at the other. This day can't get any worse. Corrie, that slut was screwing Rendolf, my husband could probably still be in love with his ex wife and I rudely bumped into Mr Nash. I could have risked everything, had he not pardoned me.I couldn't sleep, it was 11pm as I stared at my phone on the living room table. I chugged down the remaining remant of the wine. I picked up my phone and dailed Corrie's number, immediately she picked."Hello Mrs Remington." Her voice feigned saccharine, my mouth was bitter as I looked around to see if anyone close by. The maids should have retired to their quarters but I still lowered my voice."Cut the bullshit Corrie. I told you I'll get your fucking money. Why the hell would you think it's okay to carry a paternity test on my son?" My heart trembled in fear, I looked around once more as my eyes faced forward."Oh, I thought you seemed a bit too relaxed so I was reminding you of your deadline. Or—" she paused. "Wo

MIMI"Thank you for coming." I drop my tea cup as I scurried the maid off. The maid bowed before Keith as she left us alone.Keith looked around the house, not in amazement more of he had no reason to be impressed. The silence was defeaning but what did I expect? It's been four years since we stopped talking."Listen." I started, my eyes locked in his."I really want to thank you for what you did last night. Without you, I would have been in hell right about now." I mutter but nothing came out of his mouth. He just stared me down as I swallowed, that fucking annoyed me."What was your relationship with that man?" Keith questioned, sizing me up under his gaze. I chuckled, acting coy but that seemed to piss him off the more."Rendolf? He was just threatening me, he tried to beat me and I just pushed him in self defense and he ... just died." I explained. Kieth scoffed, I reached for my glass to drink and mid way he asked;"Did you have an affair with him?" My hand paused in shock. He is