บททั้งหมดของ Dear Ex Husband, I'll Make You Wish You Were Dead: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

EMMETTE'S POV I couldn't keep my eyes off Corrie the moment I walked into the hospital room. She was busy answering the doctor's questions. I came in with a small bouquet of pink roses. My heart constrict a bit each time I tread towards her. Her eyes eventually noticed me and a small smile reached to the corner of her lips.The doctor noticing, tapped his pen against his clipboard. "That would be all Mrs Nash. I get you're excited to see your husband." The doctor teased Corrie. Both her ears blossomed red and I didn't even think that was possible."I'll be going now." The doctor announced and turned to me. "Don't ravage her right there Mr Nash. You don't want Mrs Nash to sustain any more injuries." The doctor smirked and winked at me. My brows furrowed at his words. My eyes moved to Corrie. Her entire face was red at this point."How is she going to sustain.." I paused realizing what the doctor meant.Is this man insane? Why the hell would I even do that to Corrie.I tilt my head at

EMMETTE'S POVI was exhausted. I don't know how long this investigation has been going on. Everything was slowly becoming a blur. The investigation was going nowhere, I've been refused a lawyer and somehow through out the entirety of the investigation, they had found my DNA on Sarah Remington and even somehow came up with baseless proof that I was attempted to murder Corrie.I sat down, not even paying attention to the police. Anything I said they would ignore me and come up with witnesses I have never seen before who sat there and lied that I was behind everything.Even Lilly and Benjamin Remington came in at one point. They blamed me for the murder of their daughter, the wife was sobbing while the husband tried comforting her till she got too loud they had to drag her away.I didn't have my phone, they confiscated it so I couldn't reach Abel. The officers had left the room, my hands cuffed to the ends of the steel-bolted interrogation table. If I planned to escape, I'll have more lu

MIMII hated it—the mocking laughter that filled the air, the lingering looks of disgust. Every scoff, every muffled whisper grated on me like nails on a chalkboard. It irritated me, clawed at my nerves. I knelt before Amelia and Lilly, feeling completely excluded, like I wasn’t one of them—even though, legally, I was still a Remington. But it didn’t feel that way. It felt like day one all over again, when the two of them would go to any length, commit any cruelty, just to make me look bad in front of Devon. And despite everything they did, I stood my ground—until I married into the family, until we all shared a common enemy. And now? Just because I made a mistake—no, just because I got caught—they treat me like I’m nothing, like I’m the dirt beneath their shoes.Another laughter erupted from the two, I still perched my knees to the floor. My head bowed down in respect. Even though I couldn't see it, I could feel Amelia's stare on me, and the silence in the room confirmed it. They had

MIMIMy eyes darted across the room, eyeing Benjamin as I watched him talk to the doctor. He was tense, I couldn't tell if it was because of his mother's scolding—before she left disappointed—or the knowledge that Lilly wasn't pregnant for his child. Or it could be both.Either way, I felt glad, I wasn't the only one in this twisted pickle.The doctor walked away from Benjamin and already I could tell from his stance, his bank hunched in defeat. His palm slowly clenched to a fist. In the spur of the moment, he turned to the wall and with a full force, he striked it. He struck it so hard, I could hear the impact — of skin tearing, knuckles cracking accompanied with a sullen grunt.I was conflicted, thrashed between going over to comfort him or waiting for him to approach me.Benjamin must have been reading my mind. He slightly tilted his neck to my direction—that was my queue—to approach him. I thin my lips into a line biting back the urge to crack a grin, my purse nestled in hand as I

MIMIA soft chuckle escaped my lips as I thought about last night. How Benjamin had fucked me until we both passed out. Oddly enough, Lilly’s miscarriage turned out to be useful after all; it brought Benjamin and me together. This wasn’t what I had expected, but if I played my part right, I could seduce Benjamin into taking me as his mistress. Maybe even convince him to divorce Lilly—assuming he hadn’t already decided to, after the night we shared.I didn’t need to be cocky, but let’s be honest, there are two ways to a man’s heart. Hot, messy sex and food. Good fucking food.The moment I woke up, I went straight to the kitchen. Since there was practically nothing in it, I rushed to a mart nearby and bought all the ingredients I needed to cook Benjamin’s favorite meal. Thanks to Lilly’s endless blabbering, I knew exactly what to prepare. By the time I returned, I had everything I needed to put together a full-course meal.I was almost done, and any moment now, Benjamin would wake up—g