Semua Bab CLAIMED BY MY EX-HUSBAND UNCLE: Bab 101 - Bab 110

ANDERSON'S POVI woke up to find myself in the house and Evan standing beside me."Ugh! What happened?" I forced my eyes open."How are you feeling now?" Evan ignored my question and walked up to me. He puts his hands on my forehead, probably to check my temperature. "What's wrong? Why are you doing that?" I took his hands away lightly.That made me feel like a kid.He said nothing and walked away. With confusion, I walked out of the room too. And just then I realized that Eleanor had left me."Wait! Did all these happen yesterday?" I squinted my eyes and tried to think hard."You got drunk after that. I...I had to come for you...." Evan narrated everything that happened that night.Shit!! I was so drunk that I thought of trying to..."Oh my gosh, I can't believe I did that. I need to get to her right now..." I jerked up."Wait... I think you should give her more time to rethink her decision and be able to accept you." That wasn't making sense to me at all, if I ever gave her the c

ELEANOR'S POV Just when I was enjoying myself and thinking of the next plot to carry on, Anderson appeared from nowhere. I employed the wrong people who would think that Anderson would just give up like that. I know he will surely find a way to get to me and make explanations that I don't need.I made sure I wasn't paying attention to whatever he was saying, there is nothing he has to say to me now. He had done the worst, what else is he trying to prove? My plan was to zoom off in whatever direction I wished as long as I was getting away from him, but then Sierra's call came in. I rolled my eyes and reluctantly picked up the call."Sierra I am fine, just a day and.....what?" Her voice.She is crying."What is the matter?" I took a deep breath and tried to make her stay calm."Sierra?" She was silent for a moment, trying to give herself time to catch her breath, even though I was about to burn bridges.'I don't think it's something serious.' I thought! But if it isn't, why would

ELEANOR'S POVThe sound of the gunshots frightened me the most. My hands were shaking, and I was after the car key. I really just wanted to start the engine and disappear from there, but then. That is not something that I can handle, I need to be sure that Anderson is fine.I was as shocked as Sierra when he broke the news to me that Beatrice and Robert were dead. "Dead?" The word kept ringing in my head, and I could not get rest.The only thing I had to do was play cool so Sierra didn't go mad. At this moment I couldn't hold grudges anymore, I let go of everything and just made peace with him. This is the most time we need to work together so we don't get caught or killed."I'll leave you with her, just make sure she doesn't do anything when she wakes up." With that, Anderson planted a kiss on my forehead and left the house.I took a deep breath and tried to think of what I was going to say. Now it is my turn to explain things which I am very bad at.Hours passed and Sierra didn't

ANDERSON'S POVI woke up with screams, sweating profusely. My heart beat increased and I rushed out of bed to my drawer.My drugs.I grabbed my pills and swallowed them immediately. My racing breath reduced and I got to rest."It's just PTSD, I'll be fine.." I assured myself.Robert's face has been haunting me ever since he died. I haven't had the peace of mind to breathe peacefully for a second.Thank God it was morning and I didn't have to wait up in the middle of the night to face this."Goddd...." I walked out of the room to prepare coffee for myself.That was when I realised that Eleanor was not in bed with me throughout the night."How did I even get here?" I wondered because the last thing I remember was Adam coming to kiss my ass over his son's death."Did....oh my God.." I rushed for my phone and dialled her number. She didn't pick up immediately, I hope she hasn't followed him to settle things out of guilt.This is not something to be reluctant about...I put on my clothes,

ADAM'S POVThe funeral was over. Nothing looked real to me; it all looked like a play, and it felt like I was watching a movie. It was hard to believe that my son was dead, all my resources, everything that I had put into making him who he was now.Everyone came to pay their last respect and condolences. "I'm sorry for your loss, Mr. Adam." A friend sat beside me and tried to encourage me, but all this noise was because I just wanted everyone out of this place.I didn't hear or get anything. I just knew someone was talking, but I heard nothing.More and more came in. They kept spitting into my face in the name of consoling me. I bore all of them until it got to my neck, and I couldn't pretend anymore."Is there anything I could do better than just sitting here and listening to poems?" I said to my guard who stood beside me.Immediately he created space for me to walk out of the crowd. I got up, the Media stood outside and waited for me. It wasn't easy for me to pass through, but I