All Chapters of Dear Ex Husband, I'll Make You Wish You Were Dead: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

MIMIHe staggered backward, letting go of the ledger as it dropped to the floor. He stumbled back and fell into Hatty's arms, who was too shocked and occupied with trying to hold Abel to react to me.The moment Abel's weight became too much for her, she fell to her bum on the floor in horror, screaming and sobbing as she tried to touch Abel's head, which seemed to be bleeding.I swallowed, nervous, but frantically kept my eyes on them. With my hand outstretched, the lamp still raised as a threat, I bent down and picked up the ledger, excitement bubbling in my chest.I kept the lamp pointed at Hatty as I watched her gently slap Abel's cheek, trying to get him to open his eyes.Hatty's eyes met mine, and finally, the dynamic had changed.I was on top once more.And seeing that defeated look on her face brought me a strange sense of delight."Don't worry..." I put the ledger down, still pointing the lamp at her as I went behind the desk to grab the chair. I dragged it around until I reac

CORRIE My forehead pressed tightly against the dark-tinted window, my reflection staring back at me from the glass. How long had we been on the road? I could hardly tell. But what I could tell you was how long it took to get from Baysride to Springville, how I cried, mourning the deaths of four people, and how the same three men had followed us from the helicopter all the way down to the sedan we were in now.One of the men was obviously the driver, while the other sat in the passenger seat, sneaking a few glances at us in the back. The third sat between Mimi and me, keeping us apart. I liked to tell myself it was because, if given the chance, I probably would have gouged Mimi's eyes out, and he was simply her bodyguard at the moment.Either way, I was exhausted. My throat felt like it had already closed up, my chest hurt, and my eyes were swollen and sullen from how hard I'd cried. I was beyond tired, a shell of a person. Unlike Mimi, who had been all smiles, even flirting with one

CORRIE My eyes casted down at Emmette, his eyes swollen but still locked on to mine. I had wrapped my arms around him after pretty much untying him pulling him close as I perched my knees to the floor clinging to him. Which surprised me because I thought either one of the men in the room would have been against that since Kennedy left. My free hand hesitated touching his roughed up face, with how big the bruise was, I knew this was Kennedy's doing. Just Looking at it, hurt so I wonder how Emmette could just lay in my arms smiling. I slowly retracted my hand, only for Emmette to reach out his rather sluggishly, forcing a smile. My hand moved to meet his, a tear freely sliding down my cheek as our palms met and our fingers intertwined.I couldn't stop the tears from flowing. My heart ached, and at any moment, I felt like it was about to burst from fear. The thought of Emmette going cold beneath my touch, no longer feeling his warmth, frightened me. I slightly tightened my grip on hi

MIMI The amount of times I've been thrown into this cell, I couldn't number it on both hands. But one thing was prominent, I was always bailed out. Or more like I always found someone who was crazy enough to. Maybe that's why that nightmare of Corrie felt unnatural, it scared me because I've never stayed too long in a jail cell.So when Corrie gave me her ultimatum, I felt cornered. I'd spent almost all my life avoid that blasted box and then she thought it would be wise for me to do a life sentence? All because of a dead boy that had died long ago.I picked Kennedy's offer, thinking I'd gotten away only for the bastard to frame me for murder that I didn't commit and throw me in jail anyways.I didn't have anyone who I could count on to bail me. Keith was dead. Devon was practically useless, Abigail was the one who even sought me out. Emmette as well was dead. Amelia will rather I die in here, still holding on to the grudge that I killed Benjamin. And I killed Lilly. Not that she wou

CORRIE"You love me?" I chuckled, still not understanding how those words matched his actions. He nods his head, again misunderstanding my mocking laughter for a nervous one."What do you think I am Devon? Some kind of placeholder?" I said. "Or maybe you think I'm some desperate fool waiting for you to return to your senses? After everything you made me go through. You just want to breeze past it like it was nothing and take you back?""I'm sorry...""Sorry won't bring back Haven..""I know it won't but we're still young, we can have another kid, we can make another Haven..." My ears rang at those words and before I knew what I was doing my hand found it's way to my plate as I smashed it to the table and picked up a shard, pointing It at Devon. I wanted to lunge right at him, slash him across the neck and watch him bleed out in the most painful way but a hand held on to my wrist pulling me back. I know I didn't need to turn to know that was Kennedy. My hand gripped tightly to the sha