Lahat ng Kabanata ng Revenge Vows of the Billionaire's Ex: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

ELLEI woke up to the sun in my face, and I let out a tired groan. The bed was empty, which meant the kids had gone to school. I didn’t want Milo back in school this quickly, especially not when he had just gotten out of the hospital, but he had cried when we told him that he wouldn’t be going to school just yet.I felt better than I had in weeks. My body needed that rest after days of barely getting any sleep while I was in the hospital.My eyes caught a note on the stand beside my bed, and I got up so I could reach for it. My heart skipped a beat when I recognised the handwriting belonging to Theon.I’ll be gone for the day. I already sent the kids to school. Please, I want you to spend the day resting. No working. I’ll worry.The note was simple, yet it tugged at my heart, and I found myself smiling before I knew it. I shook my head, “No, Eleanor. You aren’t this easy,” I said with a soft whine.I couldn’t let myself be swayed by one little note, because before I knew it, I would f

ELLEThe kids had gone to school today as well, but Theon had stayed behind. It felt strange to avoid him, but that was what I was doing. I told myself, and I was certain I wasn’t angry with him anymore, but I still found myself staying in the room, afraid to see him.Why? I didn’t have an answer to that, but avoiding him would have to wait, as he told a maid he would like to speak with me.I hated it. The idea that we needed to pass messages through the maids, instead of him waltzing into the room and saying what he wanted, but I couldn’t blame anyone except myself. I was the one who placed this wall between us.I took my time getting ready because my thoughts were making up stories in my head, and it wouldn’t stop.What if he decided we were better off separated? After all, wasn’t that what you wanted when you destroyed what you already had in that moment of weakness? My voice sneered at me as my hands trembled while they hesitated to open the bedroom door, knowing that Theon was on

AUTHORJeremy tugged the blanket over his head with another groan. That would make it over ten groans in the last three minutes. He was tired, and maybe bored.He hadn’t left his house in four days. He refused to go to school, would not leave his room unless it was necessary, like for food. He had homework and projects piled up that he had refused to touch because he was miserable.His phone buzzed again, and he let out a pitiful moan because he didn’t have to pick it up to see who it was. Malone had been calling endlessly, and Jeremy didn’t want to answer his call.Jeremy’s stomach twisted because the guilt had been eating him up for days since he lashed out at his boyfriend, and now he believed avoiding everyone was the only solution. Stupid, he knew, but his head didn’t think so at the moment.His hands itched to answer the phone, but he would hesitate whenever he remembered how hurt Malone looked that day in the hallway. He knew he should answer Malone’s call, but he was scared.W

ELLE“Are you sure you want to do this, Ellie?” Sophie asked with a concern frown, from where she was standing against the door with her hands crossed, “I think you should just let it go. What good is it seeing that woman again? She doesn’t deserve it,” she complained. I sighed with a smile. That was the fourth time in less than ten minutes that she was asking me that question.“I’m sure I want to,” I told her as I grabbed my purse, and walked out of the room while she followed. “Don’t you want to know how she feels and see the look on her face when I tell her?”My skin hummed with excitement at the possibilities. Today, I decided to visit my mother at the prison. It didn’t feel right that she was there without any knowledge that the daughter she thought was good for nothing and gullible was the one who defeated her. When I decided to visit her, everything clicked into place. Why the victory never felt like one even when I threw her behind bars and crumpled my father’s business. The

AUTHOR’S POVThough Elle appeared unaffected at first, but it didn’t take long before she started to feel the effect of her father’s visit. She didn’t know what was different. She wasn’t this down when she went to see her mother, so why was she so affected by her father’s own?She sat with her legs drawn to her chest, her arms wrapped around them, and her jaw on her knees. She was seated in the lounge, staring absentmindedly at the garden.Her mind replayed the encounter over and over again. Was she too harsh? She shook her head to dispel the thoughts. She had done the right thing. Her nails dug lightly into the throw pillow beside her. She knew she made the right choice, but rationality never actually softened wounds left by family.From the doorway, Theon leaned against the wall, watching her with a concerned look on his face. His heart clenched. He had heard everything that happened between Elle and her father.He hadn’t meant to hear them. He was passing when he heard voices, and