All Chapters of Ruthless Husband your Wife and Son are Mine : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Diego was just about to enter his car when his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. It was an unknown number. He picked it up. The voice was the line sounded formal "Mr. Mondragon, good afternoon. This is just a courtesy call.... we’ve received credible information linking your late father to the fatal car accident that killed Mr. Henry Williams Wood thirteen years ago." Diego stood still, "What are you talking about?"he said. "We understand this is sensitive, but a well-known media outlet has contacted us. They’re about to run the story. We wanted to offer you a chance to comment before it goes public." Diego's jaw clenched, "You’re saying my father… caused the accident?" "Not just caused. According to leaked files and a witness statement, it wasn’t an accident at all. It may have been deliberate. I suggest you speak to your legal team immediately."The voice said. "This is nonsense. Lies. My father was an honorable man." Diego muttered sharply... "We'll be pub

Doctor Olivia gently placed the stethoscope on baby DJ’s chest, her expression growing slightly concerned as she listened. Diego stood silently by the window, his arms crossed as be watched. “Has he been taking the medication I prescribed?” she asked, glancing at the nanny maid. “Yes, Doctor,” the maid replied quickly. “I made sure of it.” Doctor Olivia returned her attention to DJ, who continued crying weakly. She gently rubbed his back then looked up. “Please bring me the small medical kit from my bag,” she told the maid, who quickly left the room leaving just her and Diego behind. Diego stepped forward, lookin tense. “Is something wrong, Doctor Olivia? Why does my son keep crying like this?” “I’m still observing, Mr. Mondragon,” she said carefully. “But we may need to bring him to the hospital for a full check-up, just to be sure.” Diego’s brows furrowed deeply. “Is it something serious?” “I can’t say much right now,” she answered calmly. Then she looked around the

"Oh, gracious Lord… Mr. Mondragon, what happened to you?” Doctor Olivia gasped, her eyes widening as she took in Diego’s bruised and battered face. “You look like you just came back from war.” Diego avoided her gaze, shifting slightly in discomfort. “I had… an accident,” he muttered, brushing a hand through his hair as he looked away. “I’m sorry to hear that,” she said gently, still scanning his injuries. “I’ll ask one of the nurses to clean those up and check you properly.” She paused, then she calmly, “And just so you know Baby DJ’s surgery will begin in a few minutes. We’ll do everything we can.” Diego nodded slightly, hiding his worry. "Just make sure he's okay," he whispered..... About forty minutes later, he sat silently in the waiting area, his eyes fixed on the floor. The door opened and Doctor Olivia walked in, removing her gloves as she approached him. Diego stood up quickly. “How did it go?” he asked as he tried to read his face. “It went well,” she said with

The maid looked left, then right, and when she saw nobody she rushed down to the basement and unlocked the door with shaky hands. "Mrs. Thersa," she whispered, kneeling beside her. Thersa was barely moving... her face bruised and her eyes were swollen with blood stain on her lips.. "I'm going to help you escape," the maid said breathlessly. "Mr. Mondragon isn’t home. And Mom Camilla is upstairs. This is your chance." Thersa slowly looked up at her, a tear slipping down her cheek. "You can do this," the maid urged, her voice shaking. "You can finally be free." Thersa nodded weakly. “He’ll kill you… if he finds out.” The maid glanced toward the door, then back at her. "Then I’ll die knowing I did the right thing.” Thersa looked at her with teary eyes.... .......................... At the hospital Diego walked quickly down the hallway.... Nurses walked by, but he didn’t notice any of them. His eyes were fixed straight ahead, his face tight with emotion... He stop

She blinked once… twice. “He… he…” she stammered. Her lips barely moved. “DJ…” she whispered, with a broken voice. She tapped Diego's arm, her hand trembling as she pointed at the SUV already engulfed in flames.... as if he hadn't seen it himself. Then, like a jolt of lightning, Thersa shot to her feet. “No.. NO!” she cried out, rushing toward the fire. “Thersa, stop!” Diego yelled, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her back. But she fought him. The baby’s cry echoed again, loud and piercing from the burning car... which was haunting. Thersa screamed. “HE’S CRYING! MY BABY!” Her whole body shook as she thrashed in his grip, hopping up and down in panic. Her skin was pale. Her voice raw. “LET ME GO! I HAVE TO GET HIM!” Diego’s face was pale too, his eyes wide, frozen on the SUV as if something deep inside him cracked. Then Thersa broke free from him again. “No!” Diego shouted. But she didn’t care. She stumbled toward the fire, her arms shielding her fac