Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Womanizer's Mute Wife : Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

Knight stared out at the clouds drifting past the window, but he wasn’t admiring them.His mind was elsewhere—on a memory.His wife’s face, pressed eagerly against the glass as she watched the clouds float by. The way her cheeks had puffed out with delight. The light in her eyes. The innocence in her smile.“We’ll be landing soon,” Fang said from across the cabin.Knight didn’t respond. Didn’t look at him. He just kept staring out the window, unmoving.****As they approached the waiting car, Fang handed Knight a lighter. Without a word, Knight lit the cigarette, took a long drag, and slid into the backseat. Fang followed, shutting the door behind him.The drive was silent for a while—tension hanging like a fog—until Fang finally spoke.“Are you sure you want to see the tapes?”Knight said nothing. He exhaled smoke slowly, the glow of the cigarette briefly lighting his face in the shadows.Then, instead of answering, he said flatly, “I want everything in perfect order tomorrow. They’l

Daisy’s POVMy eyes shot open, and a smile spread across my lips as I stared up at the ceiling. Today was my day. I took a deep breath and bounced out of bed, my feet sliding into my bunny slippers. I was about to head for the door when I remembered—Moonie was still behind me. How could I leave him?I turned, and there he was, lying right where I left him.I scooped him up and grinned. “Guess what today is, Moonie,” I said. He stared back at me with his button eyes, and I nodded.“Yep, you got it right. Today I’m turning eight years old. I’m a big girl now. Can you believe it?”Still holding Moonie like he was the world’s fluffiest little prince, I made my way to the bathroom.“You know what that means, Moonie?” I asked, meeting our reflection in the mirror. “It means no one can tell me to go to bed early. I’m practically a grown-up now. I could even…” I gasped dramatically, “…stay up past nine.”Moonie just stared.“Don’t look at me like that,” I warned him. “I’m serious. Eight-year-

No one could say who moved first.One moment, the air was tight between them, and the next, Fang’s hand was in her hair, the other braced against the small of her back, yanking her closer. His mouth crashed against hers with a ferocity that stole her breath.Rev’s fingers tightened on the machete’s hilt for half a second before letting go, her hand sliding up to his chest instead. His kiss was rough, fierce like he was trying to claim something he’d lost and for a heartbeat, she hated herself for kissing him back just as hard.The heat between them roared to life, drowning out the faint sounds of laughter and chatter coming from downstairs. Her pulse pounded in her ears, and she could feel the solid weight of his chest and the dangerous ammo underneath it all, a reminder of exactly who he was. Exactly why she shouldn’t be doing this.He angled his head, deepening the kiss, his fingers fisting in her hair like he had no intention of letting her go. She made a sound, half frustration, h

Jimmy paced around the room, his hands flexing at his sides. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was wrong about this whole thing, but his gut wouldn’t stop screaming that something was off.“Would you relax? It’s all going to be fine,” Monica said to her son as she twisted her hair into a bun. Her tone was calm, but the twitch in her fingers and the restless flick of her eyes told another story. Lately, she’d been feeling half-insane—everywhere she turned, she thought she saw faces from her past. Faces that were supposed to be dead… or that she had wished were dead.“You need to relax. Everything will go according to plan. Knight has no idea what’s coming for him—it’s going to be a sweet surprise,” Mark said without looking up from his phone.Jimmy rolled his eyes and sighed, then turned back to their mother. “Mom, I just don’t have a good feeling about this. And you know I’m always right about things like this.”Monica sighed, parting her lips to calm him for the tenth time in an hour

Takeshi glared at Knight, his eyes burning with rage, while Knight simply stood there, a small smirk curling his lips.Then Takeshi spoke in Japanese.“I treated you like a son, taught you everything you know, but you stabbed me in the back. You stabbed my mama in the back,” he spat. The last words barely left his mouth before the smirk vanished from Knight’s face, and he stepped forward.“I did not betray her—or you,” Knight said calmly. “You said you took me as a son, but that’s a lie. If you truly thought of me that way, you’d know I would never betray either of you. It’s true, you taught me all I know, and for that, I haven’t killed you… yet.”Takeshi scoffed. “Don’t lie to me, Knight. I taught you how to lie well. You betrayed me, dishonored my mama’s grave with that rug of a skunk butt, and then you killed my only nephew, Eiji. Don’t give me that bullshit.”Knight frowned, then turned to the window before facing Takeshi again, his voice quiet but filled with purpose “You’re righ