All Chapters of My Father-In-Law's Craziest Obsession: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Sansa’s POVI didn’t want to be here. I was discharged from the hospital and Killian brought a private jet to fly us from Amsterdam. Every step I took behind Killian toward his house felt like I was marching straight into a cage I’d never escape from. The air smelled the same. Clean, expensive, cold. But everything about the place felt wrong. Detached. Like the home I’d once known had been stripped down and rebuilt into a lie.I didn't feel like staying here. Even the sight of it made me sick. This was the one place I was sad. Sorrow and loneliness had been my constant companion and all the servants knew this. When I wasn't crying, I was waiting for Killian to return. And when I wasn't waiting, I was arguing with him over one issue or the other. Killian opened the front door with an exaggerated smile, like this was some honeymoon we’d agreed to go on. “Come in,” he said, grabbing my duffel bag from my hand like a gentleman. “You’re home now.”Home.That word used to mean somethin

Sansa’s POVThe alarm clock screamed like it had been personally offended, and I shot up from the bed with a gasp.“Oh shit!” I groaned, grabbing it and staring at the blinking numbers. I was late. Not just a little-late, I was twenty minutes into my meeting late. “Goodness, no. Not today.”I flung the covers off, the sheets tangling around my ankles as I made a mad dash for the bathroom. I had to make today a productive day one way or another. My heart was racing as I shampooed my hair and began to brush up. I had told myself last night that there would be no more slacking, no more hiding, no more lying to myself.“I can’t keep pretending like I don’t have work,” I muttered under my breath as I turned on the shower.Pregnant or not, I had responsibilities. I had clients. I had employees who needed leadership. And more than anything, I needed to prove I wasn’t some fragile damsel who would break at the first sign of pressure. Not just to the world. But also to myself. I was in and

Sansa's POV It was happening. Everything I fought for, everything I almost died for was finally mine.Business was booming. Investors were flooding back in. Some very apologetic, others ashamed and groveling. The same men and women who had withdrawn their support when the lies spread like wildfire were now lining up to be part of the Sansa Vale comeback story. News headlines had spun in my favor ever since Winston’s company issued a public statement confirming our continued partnership. It was a powerful move and people noticed.My phone hadn’t stopped buzzing in days.Brand deals. International conferences. Panel invites. Commercials. They all wanted me. Me. Sansa Wolfe. The woman they tried to bury in scandal and lies. The woman Killian had stolen everything from. But instead, I had bloomed.I was just getting out of the office later that evening after having a semi welcome back party from Ellen and Augustine. My eyes were sore from staring at the screen all day and my feet were

Sansa's POVThe sun was already up and I should have been getting ready, but I sat still in front of the vanity mirror, barely blinking. The robe I wore was loosely tied, my hair untouched, my makeup bag unopened. My mind was consumed with worry. The press conference was today. Killian had promised to publicly apologize. And here I was, frozen. Reluctant. Dreading every minute.A knock sounded on the door but I didn’t move. Gosh, I wanted to be alone. Winston walked in without waiting for me to answer. “Why aren’t you dressed?” he asked, arching an eyebrow as he leaned against the doorframe. “The press conference is in half an hour, and you know women need extra time for everything. Come on, hurry up and get dressed.”He turned as if to leave, but then paused. I still hadn’t moved. He frowned.“Sansa?”He walked over and stood behind me, his hands gently landing on my shoulders. “Is everything okay? Why are you so quiet?”I looked at him in the mirror. My eyes, usually so full of f

Sansa's POVI wasn't kidding when I said I'd get divorced the next morning. Winston was too honorable for his own good. Last night, I was begging to be touched and he barely touched me! Goodness, I was crazy with need but I had no choice. He'd made a decision and he was standing by it. “I won't sleep with my daughter-in-law," he said last night we he cuddled me and I slept beside him. He was right. As long as Killian and I remained married legally, he was still my father-in-law. That had to change. It was morning and the sun light streamed into my room. I was already awake, sitting in front of my vanity, gently brushing my hair. Today wasn’t just another day. It was the day I would finally be free of Killian Wolfe, legally. The last step.This was a big deal. I didn't feel anything for Killian anymore and I'd long gotten rid of his ring. But somehow, I was still Sansa Wolfe. I needed to get rid of that name too. “And maybe get another Wolfe," I couldn't help but mutter to mys