All Chapters of Chasing My Run Away Wife After Regret. : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Morgana POV How I got back to the house after putting a call through to Derek, and he said Xavier was not with him, got past me. But I was here. Inside the house. There was no one around the sitting area. And the kitchen too. I quickly picked up the general phone from the kitchen to reach out to Sarah. I asked her to go with the driver to pick up Noah. I don't know what I'm dealing with here, and I don't want to leave him to suffer for it. I reached out to the headmistress too, so that she'll know another person is the one coming to pick him up. After that was sorted with the necessary things, I slowly walked up the stairs, checking our room first to see if he was there. When he was not, I walked to his office and opened the door gently. He was sitting on his chair, but it was turned to the back, not facing me. I sighed in relief to know that he was okay and was inside. “Xavier?” He didn't answer or react like he heard me. There was a cognac bottle on the table, and I guess

Morgana's POV Things that happened after that day did not get any better. Maybe it started for me or from him, I have no idea. Things just started getting awkward, and there was nothing that I could have done about it. It's been a couple of days now, and it's just getting worse. The life I thought we built together was crumbling in front of me, and there was nothing I could do about it. The whole fault is coming from me. I was the one leaving and staying away from him. It's as though when he was ignoring me, I'm the one doing the ignoring again right now. And I don't like it one bit. I have mostly kept to myself all this while without saying anything. But I've been praying that the DNA is fast-tracked. But then, that's not even a possible option. It will come out when it wants to come out. Anytime we were in the same space, I avoided his eyes as much as I could. The times when I wanted to reach out to touch him, but I drew back into my shell because of the fear. I don't know wha

Morgana's POV “I found out that my husband is my brother,” I said simply. She did not say anything. It was as if silence fell. I've got the whole club, which I was sure was not it. I peeked my eye up to look at her. She was looking at me like I had two heads, and I understood. “Oh….okay,” she laughed. “Brother, like he acts like your brother? Or maybe he looks after you like a brother would?” She said, and I almost laughed. I was about to reply when she said, “Wait, last I heard, your real brother was a douchebag no?” She asked, genuinely surprised. “Yup. He is. But I'm not talking about him right now. I'm saying Xavier, my husband, might be my actual elder brother. From the same parents.” “What the fuck? That's definitely not possible. Right?” She exasperated. She looked at me as if to confirm what she just said, but I had nothing to say to her. “That's what we heard a couple of days back. With DNA evidence to back it up.” “That's bullshit.” She hissed, all hint of tipsiness

Morgana's POV Our living conditions are toxic, to be honest. Maybe I'll just leave the house and move to an apartment. But I'm sure Xav will ask me questions about why that is happening. I don't want to make him unhappy or sad. So, I'll just suck it up and make things work out. Since the night I went clubbing with Mary Anne, he's been cold. And that was not how I remembered him from my hazy memories. He sounded really good to me when I came back from the whole thing and found myself in his car. He even carried me inside and stayed with me on the bed instead of sleeping on the couch. I used the opportunity then to hold on to him throughout the time he was with me. I didn't get to sleep then because I thought it was a rare moment, and I don't know when we will be having it again. When morning came and I woke up, I didn't see him again around me. It was like he was avoiding it. He does not even stay around the house anymore. And his poise is telling me that he's hiding something seri

Morgana's POV A few minutes later, after she had left the office, I was deep in my work when Sasha burst into my office with panic on her face, and she looked as if she had run a long distance, breathing heavily. “What is it? Are you okay?” I asked her about it. She nodded and shook her head at the same time. “We have a problem, ma. A very big problem.” She said she sounded almost scared, which made me consider what might be going on. “Humm…what's going on?” I asked her again. She did not reply to me, and the next thing she did was to pick up the TV remote on the table in the middle of the room to switch it on. “Why are ….” I was cut short when I saw what was on the TV. It was a news channel that had the face of me and my husband plastered there, and also my son. “We received from an anonymous source a couple of minutes ago that the couple of Hills corporation, Xavier and Morgana Hills, who came out a few months ago as married, are actually siblings. The news says that they k