All Chapters of The Ex-Husband’s Regret: The Wife He Couldn’t Love: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

VIOLETTons of emotions swirled within me, but fear dominated all. I was terrified to the bone. Different "what if" questions sprouted in my mind. What if he dies? What if he is badly injured? What if he didn't recover again? What if he went into a vegetative state? What if he is declared brain-dead? It took me minutes before I could leave the spot I stood in. Everything happened in a split second. I would have been the one on the stretcher and in the ambulance if Stewart hadn't appeared to save me. I was such a fool. I should have tamed my anger and driven with my senses. I should have employed a driver to take me home for the day. I didn't do all that, and I ended up putting somebody in danger. He must be battling for his life right now. Waving to an incoming taxi, it stopped, and I hopped into it swiftly. "Please take me to Saints Hospital," I mumbled, panic evident in my voice. As I drove to the hospital, I said a few words of prayers inwardly. Nothing must happen to Stewart.

VIOLETI stood in front of the waffle maker and stared at the space. The memories from yesterday replayed in my head. Everything happened in a split second and I couldn't even think of a possible solution. I had woken up very early today so that I could prepare my children's favorite food. I raised my voice at them for the first time last night, and they must be feeling bad. I wouldn't be surprised if they felt I hated them.I also hated that I had to shout at them. The waffle maker dinged, indicating that it was ready, and I carefully put them out on a ceramic plate. That was one of their favorite breakfasts—waffles and honey. I cut them into quarters, sprinkled mini chocolate chips on them, and arranged them inside two different trays with their toppings beside them. Arranging the two smaller trays into a big tray, I headed to their room. Since I wanted their forgiveness, it wouldn't be bad if they opened their eyes to their favorite breakfast. "Wakey! Wakey!!" I shouted as soon

GENERALStewart's mother rushed into his ward, furious. "I heard that bastard came to see you again, and she came with food," she mumbled as soon as she stepped in. "I was also told that you ate the food. Are you stupid?" She asked.Stewart, who was working from his laptop, rolled his eyes when he saw his mother. He already knew who went to tell her everything. It was none other than Willow. He was forced to ask if she had always been this petty and insecure or if the whole thing just started. "Mum! She only brought the food because she felt bad about what happened. She felt bad that I got injured because of her," he explained, even though it wasn't his thing. He just didn't want anybody to keep talking bad about her. He didn't want anybody to misunderstand her intention.But as expected, his explanation sounded like an excuse to his mother. "How did my son become a fool? That wench tried to kill you in an accident, but her plan failed. And now, she decided to poison you, and my

GENERALWillow's hands shook when she saw the content of the message, and the phone slipped from her. She collapsed on the bed and scoffed in disbelief, her eyes blinking slightly. She didn't expect what she had just seen. "Violet is a mother. She had twins six years ago. She doesn't joke with her children, and hurting them would be like hell to her. The news came to her like a shock. She was a mother. She had two babies six years ago, and from her logic, it was certain that they belonged to Stewart.Goosebumps ran over her as the thought came to her. Her heart throbbed and thumped faster. There was much news to process at the time. "I had underestimated you, Violet. I didn't know you had such weakness," She mumbled with shaky lips and an anxious gaze. What would Stewart do when he finds out about the children? She knew for a fact that she would be discarded forever.She sprang up and dipped her finger into her mouth. "I need to do something about this fast. I cannot sit and watch Vio

VIOLET "What is the update about the new product? Do you remember that the launch date has been announced and everyone is anticipating seeing what we have in store for them?" I asked the production team's leader. With a calm, humble tone, he explained, "There's no problem, ma'am. We are almost done with the last production. It will be brought to the next general meeting for the internal evaluation." I nodded my head with a smile, "I trust you, Mr. Edward. I will hold you to your words when the day comes." He bowed curtly, and I left the working room afterward. I had gone for an inspection. The new product we were about to launch was being anticipated by a lot of people in Australia, especially the wholesalers, and not just in Australia but also in five other countries. I was also excitedly anticipating the finished product. I already visualized how wonderful it would be, but I couldn't wait to see how they brought my idea into reality. "Violet, I think you need to hear this ri