All Chapters of RISE OF THE EX WIFE : Mona's Revenge: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 102Lora stared at the pregnancy test in her trembling hands, the two pink lines blurring through her tears. She blinked hard, wiped her eyes, and looked again. Still there. Still real. Still changing everything.She sat on the edge of the bathtub in the master bedroom's marble bathroom, her legs suddenly too weak to support her. The test felt heavy in her hands, like it carried the weight of her entire future. A baby. Samuel's baby. Growing inside her right now.For the first time in months, something that felt like hope flickered in her chest. This changed everything. This had to change everything. A baby would secure her place in the Caldwell family forever. They couldn't throw away the mother of their grandchild, could they? Even Emily, with all her cruelty, wouldn't turn her back on her own grandchild.Lora pressed her free hand to her still-flat stomach, trying to feel something, anything. "You're going to save us," she whispered to the life growing inside her. "You're g

Chapter 104Lora sat at the breakfast table, pushing scrambled eggs around her plate while nausea rolled through her stomach in waves. The morning sickness had been brutal for the past two weeks, but it wasn't just the pregnancy making her feel sick. It was the way Samuel looked at her - or rather, the way he didn't look at her at all.He sat across from her, reading the business section of the newspaper with the same intense focus he used to reserve for her. The silence between them stretched like a chasm, broken only by the rustle of pages and the tick of the grandfather clock in the corner."The market report says Kane Industries stock went up another twelve percent," Samuel said without looking up from his paper.Lora's fork clattered against her plate. "Do we have to talk about them during breakfast?"Samuel finally glanced at her, his eyebrows raised in mild surprise. "I was just making conversation.""About her," Lora said, her voice tight with strain. "Everything always comes

Chapter 106Mona sat at the breakfast table, staring at the untouched eggs and toast on her plate. The food might as well have been cardboard for all the appetite she had. She had barely slept the night before, tossing and turning in their empty bed, her mind spinning with Marcus Webb's shocking revelation.Alexander had completely erased his past. Every trace of who he used to be was gone, wiped clean like he had never existed before becoming a billionaire. The man she had married was a ghost, a phantom with no history and no verifiable identity.The sound of Maria, their housekeeper, pouring fresh orange juice barely registered. Mona was lost in her thoughts, replaying every conversation she'd ever had with her husband, searching for clues she might have missed."Will Mr. Kane be joining you for breakfast, Mrs. Kane?" Maria asked gently.Mona looked up, realizing the older woman was studying her with concerned eyes. "I don't know," she said quietly. "He didn't come home last night."

Chapter 108The hospital room smelled of disinfectant and grief. Lora lay propped up against white pillows, her face pale as the sheets that covered her broken body. Dark bruises bloomed across her forehead and cheekbones, reminders of her fall down the marble stairs. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the emptiness inside her chest where hope used to live.She pressed her hand to her flat stomach, still unable to believe it was real. The baby was gone. Her child, the one thing that had made her feel valuable to the Caldwell family, had been taken from her in the most brutal way possible.Samuel sat in the chair beside her bed, his eyes red-rimmed and hollow. He hadn't spoken much since the doctor delivered the news two days ago. He just sat there, staring at his hands, lost in his own world of guilt and regret.Emily stood by the window, her back rigid with tension as she watched reporters gathering in the hospital parking lot below. Word of Lora's accident had leaked to t

Chapter 110The sound of shouting protesters outside the Caldwell mansion filtered through the heavy curtains, a constant reminder of how far their family had fallen. Inside the main living room, the temperature felt like ice despite the blazing fireplace. Three days had passed since Lora's disastrous press conference, and the Caldwell family was finally having the conversation they had all been avoiding.Lora sat on the edge of the leather couch, still wearing the same black dress she had worn home from the hospital. Her face was pale and gaunt, dark circles under her eyes showing the sleepless nights she had endured since losing her baby. But it wasn't grief that filled her expression now - it was fury.Emily stood by the fireplace, her hands gripping the mantel so tightly her knuckles were white. Her usually perfect appearance was cracked - her hair slightly messy, her makeup smeared from wiping away angry tears. She had been watching the news coverage for hours, each report making