Todos los capítulos de MY EX-HUSBAND BETRAYED ME, BILLIONAIRE SAVED ME: Capítulo 411 - Capítulo 420

{ AUTHOR’S POV 🌻 }–Harrison grinned mischievously. “So you actually do know something about your child, after all?”“After your mother left us, my attention was only on the hospital and you—so I know at least what was going on in your head. That’s why I won’t give you any information about what’s happening with Calix. Now, I want you to tell me where you took Calix before his family and wife sue you.”“Hahaha!” Harrison let out a loud laugh upon hearing his father’s last remark.“BWAHAHA!” Harrison’s laughter grew louder when he saw his father’s serious face.“Y-You think...” Harrison struggled between his laughs.He slowly walked closer to his father while continuing to laugh.“You’re funny, Dad, who knew!” he teased, still chuckling. “You, Mr. Ethan, Madam Beatrice… and who? Veronica? Calix wife?”Harrison grabbed his belly with both hands, roaring with laughter.“You’re all so funny! HAHAHAHA!”Elton frowned at the way his son was acting. He could not understand what Harrison was

{ AUTHOR’S POV 🌻 }–Rising from his position on the hospital bed, Harrison detached and removed every piece of equipment connected to his hand.Harrison gripped Wallace’s collar roughly and with crushing force. “What nonsense are you spouting that Brianna and Nathalie are dead?! What if I put you to death myself instead?!”Harrison’s mind was completely empty. He just needed to hear from Wallace that he was merely joking.Wallace grabbed Harrison’s hand and forcibly removed Harrison’s grip on him.Wallace counts himself lucky that Harrison is not physically strong at that moment, otherwise, he does not know what he might have suffered at the hands of Harrison.“So much happened during the two months you were in a coma!” Wallace explained immediately.“What?” Harrison asked calmly and incredulously. “I’ve been comatose for two whole fvcking months?”“You were hit by a truck. It’s a good thing you had a airbag in your car if not you might be dead or your bones might be broken. Also yo

{ AUTHOR’S POV 🌻 }–Harrison paused recounting what had happened.“What did you do to make Mr. Ethan agree?” Nathalie asked, full of curiosity.Harrison hesitated about telling Nathalie what he had done.“Harrison?”He remembered the way he had done it.....• • • • • { CONTINUATION OF THE FLASHBACK } • •• •..“Harrison, what are you planning to do?” inquired Wallace, who was at the wheel.Harrison clenched his fist. His veins appeared.He didn’t realize that his palm was bleeding from the clenching so tightly.“Drive quicker,” Harrison remarked coldly.Wallace swiftly turned his head toward Harrison. He caught sight of the blood between Harrison’s fingers.Wallace looked back at the road and focused on driving again. “Harrison, your hand’s bleeding,” he let him know, then picked up the pace.Harrison glance at his fist without emotion. He opened his tightly closed fist and didn’t do anything about the wound on his hand...As soon as they reached Calix’s parents’ mansion, Ethan

NATHALIE’S POV 🍃–“When I cured Calix, he had some things he couldn’t remember. I figured out that what he couldn’t remember were memories about you and Brianna. Following a series of tests and interviews, results showed that Calix suffers from dissociative amnesia, which falls under selective amnesia,” Harrison went on to say.After everything Harrison said, nothing has really sunk in yet, and I just can’t process any of it in my head.“Since we all thought you were dead, I agreed to what Uncle Ethan and Madam Beatrice wanted to happen, and that was to make it look like Calix had an accident. That way he wouldn’t have to ask any more questions about why he was in the hospital. It’s also Calix had no recollection of being taken to and admitted in a psychiatric hospital.”He took a deep breath.“We all agreed no one would mention you an

NATHALIE’S POV 🍃– “What are you talking about?” I asked curiously.Harrison averted his gaze from me. He moved his gaze down to the floor.I remained silent and did not take my gaze off him while waiting for whatever his answer would be.After what seemed like more than a minute, he looked back at me.“I want to know where he was taken before I had the accident.”I didn’t ask any more questions. I waited for him to say more about the matter.“That’s all I can say for now, Nat.”I felt somewhat frustrated.I thought there was something more significant and important he wanted to tell me. “I see I struck a nerve with what I said,” he said playfully.“How did I know?” he asked before I could ask.He chuckled and proudly said, “Don’t forget I’m still a psychiatric doctor, Nat.”