บททั้งหมดของ THE EX - WIFE'S RECKONING : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 88

Every magazine, newspaper and headline carried two bold faces. One is the hero, and the other is a culprit who was caught in the act, arrested and detained.Natasha was the talk of the city, and the international scene didn't forget what impact of peace she had bestowed on the world through her creativity.Now, gigs came flying in left, right and centre, and she barely had time to take care of her 11-month-old baby, who had begun walking. She missed her baby's first steps since she was busy with work.He was obsessed with Naomi's eyes such that he'd stare into those eyes till he fell asleep.He had fallen ill for a couple of days and had been calling a strange name each time he fell asleep. “None” has been on repeat in his mouth. His father, Ethan, couldn't figure out why exactly he had been calling that strange name until one day, when he was reading the newspapers, holding him on his lap, then he pointed to the face on the paper, continually obstructing his Dad's view,, calling the

The tension about Tracy's true identity rustled into every ear at the DV’s Fashion House. Slowly, the once most loved staff became an object of resentment. Rumours about a one-time serial killer who fled her hometown came fresh on the news. Scepticism wasn't negotiable, as the word around town about the anonymity of this serial killer boldened with few words — she lives amongst you now.Who could this be? An unsung question remained as everyone at the DV’s House kept alert. And there came a new slogan when Jay Cobbs addressed the House — “watch the watcher.”Naomi has been walking on eggshells and was relieved of her extra duty of babysitting Carmen. He was a big boy now, as Ethan claimed.Still, the big boy never stopped asking after Naomi each passing day. He hallucinated by day and slept and talked at night. His only friend had been taken away and ordered to keep arm's length, as he had heard from the balcony that very evening when she visited to babysit him.Now, his mother jumpe

The wedding is in two weeks and my best girl didn't cough a word about her engagement, nor did she feel guilty for pulling such a snitchy behaviour. Gosh! Naomi threw herself on the bed, still drowned in her own thoughts.Her heart ached profusely each time the thought of how she was ordered to handle customising the wedding dress, bridal trend dress, and even the groom's suit style to fit the thirst of the soon-to-be husband and wife, the bridal train and the groomsmen. They had only resolved to settle for Naomi since Natasha was away for other engagements, far off.As though they didn't know who was the main brain behind all the outstanding, award-winning, attention-grabbing clothes designs that have been carrying the name of The DV'S FASHION HOUSE to the world.They had to play along, as the courtesy demanded, visit and seek Natasha’s magical touch first. Maybe, she'll pass the job to the main brain—Tracy.Tracy became the widely respected, even as the least senior staff member in

“Today, I have given my all, everything my parents sacrificed their lives for to give me the best life. I am handing it all to you in exchange for my identity hiding behind this irrevocable mask I did not choose. All I ask of you is simple, Clara. Don't stab me on the back again. Isn't that simple?”She stretched a brown—yellow box, made of raffia palm—like leaves with a decoration of the 19th Century, displaying a King and Queen, standing tall next to a mirror, taking a glance at themselves.Clara took the box with a steely smile that graduated into a cheeky one.“You're such a good child.” Clara said, “Yeah, and a good-old-time friend.”“No. Thanks.” Naomi cut in crossing her arms.“I will take my leave now.” Naomi ended the conversation before it escalated into an exchange of vulgar words as her insides were steaming hot.“Sure, darling. You're always great at making great choices, in time. Get going, Cinderella.” She giggled, mockingly, then turned on her heels and walked through