บททั้งหมดของ Till Divorce Do Us Part: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

ALEXAWalking out of the detective’s office after my statement just didn’t make me feel better, as I thought it would, and maybe it was because I only did what Donald expected of me.He hadn’t fully expressed that he wanted me to press charges, but every conversation that we had had was towards that angle, and I wondered briefly why I was interested in doing what he might have liked.Donald was right outside waiting for me.“How did it go?” He asked me instantly.“I just want to leave here. Can we go now?” I asked.“Yes, of course,” Donald said and ushered me out of the station.We got into his waiting convoy and drove out almost immediately. I didn’t want to spend another second at the station having any conversation, because deep down, I was worried that Mark would come out of the detective’s office.I just didn’t want to set eyes on him…at least not now.There was no possible way that I wouldn’t see him again, especially with the decision I made to press charges, but that would be

MARKAlexa wanted to press charges against me.It sounded so unreal even as I thought about it in my mind. Images of Alexa when we were still married flashed through my mind. She was meek and submissive. She rarely talked back at me or even had the nerve to look at me in the eye.The first time she ever displayed any level of audacity was the day that she asked for a divorce.“And that is when you should have acted very fast,” a voice in my head mocked me.It had just been the both of us that day when Alexa had blurted that she wanted a divorce. However, I allowed my ego and pride get in the way, and that was because I believed that she couldn’t stick to her words. Since I got out of coma, Alexa was always there; taking care of me, tending to my needs, ensuring the smooth running of our home, and nurturing me to sound health, and all the while, she portrayed an attribute of a calm woman who didn’t have a voice of her own.I had taken her for granted.Thinking about everything that wa

MARK“Mr. Mark Ronaldo, who happened to be the savior of his ex-wife, Miss Alexa, when she was attacked, has been accused of actually perpetrating the act. Her attacker confessed to being hired by Mr. Mark Ronaldo, and Miss Alexa, although now on a tour with one of the city’s most popular pop-stars, has decided to file a case against Mr. Mark. It looks like Paris is going to have some drama when Miss Alexa gets back.”That was the blog news I woke up to. I was enraged, because the lie was spreading, and it shouldn’t be. I might have taken this whole situation for granted, but now, I realized that Alexa was more than ready for war. No one else would have released this to the pubic except her. The cops have no business engaging the blogs about what goes on in their station.“You have got to be kidding me,” I muttered to myself.This wasn’t a good dent on my image and reputation and it seemed as though my silence had been taken for granted. Initially, I didn’t take any drastic actions b

MARK“Why would she order for him to be released?” I asked the detective tightly.This wasn’t making any sense to me. First of all, Donald used his bloody influence and power to prevent me from seeing Oscar, which I should have fought back but I didn’t, and now, Alexa had demanded that her attacker be released?“Are you sure she wanted him to be released?” I asked again almost immediately, because I could not seem to wrap my head around it. “But she is already out of the country on tour. When did she give this order?” I questioned further.I knew that I should calm down and give him the opportunity to answer my questions, but I just couldn’t. This was not what I had expected at all.I had expected resistance, and of course, I was very ready to pull my weight, but definitely not this.“She made the request right before she went for her tour,” the detective answered.“But why would she order for him to be released?” I asked again, stirring us back to my first question.The detective shr

MARKI paced back and forth in my living room, utterly and completely restless.Oscar is dead.“I shouldn’t have gone there. Damn, I shouldn’t have,” I kept telling myself.I had never been this restless, confused, and regretful in my entire life. The farther this whole case went, the deeper it pulled me in. I still had Alexa’s allegation file against me, and now this.It was a good thing that no one saw me there.I sighed with relief, but it didn’t stop my heart from racing. Who could have killed him? That was the most gruesome murder I had ever seen. Even after running off, I still couldn’t get it off my vision, so much so that the moment I got into the house, the first thing I did was to hurry into my bathroom and empty everything that I had eaten.Usually, violence and crime scenes weren’t my strong points, so I had been very lucky to never have to witness it.If I had known that this was the case, I wouldn’t have bothered going over to his apartment. It was barely twenty-four hour