Lahat ng Kabanata ng Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife : Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Adele~Thankfully, the surgery was successful. Director Lin said Ethan would most likely wake up tomorrow morning, otherwise, the swelling in his brain might delay consciousness for a little longer. I clung to his every word, repeating them inside my head like a mantra, trying to drown out the suffocating fear that still lingered in my chest.I stood by the bed, watching the gentle rise and fall of Ethan’s chest. He looked so small, so fragile beneath the white hospital sheets, his lashes casting faint shadows on his pale skin. My hand hovered above his, before finally resting over it. Warm. Alive. That was all I needed right now.And just then, a knock sounded on the door before it was pushed open. My heap snapped to the door and Detroit strode in, wearing a white suit shirt and black trousers.“Detroit!” I cried and stumbled toward him, my voice cracking under the weight of everything I had been holding in.He caught me before I could fall, his arms strong and steady around me. I bu

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It was all because Julia was the real mother of his son, while I was just a placeholder. A shadow wearing the title of mother without the blood to anchor it. The realization slammed into me, knocking the breath out of my chest. Every time Ethan pulled away from me, every time he looked at Julia with that unexplainable brightness in his eyes, every time Ryan dismissed my hurt. It all made sense now. It wasn’t just favoritism. It wasn’t just manipulation. It was blood calling to blood. My stomach twisted violently. I wanted to vomit, to scream, to claw at the sterile walls of the hospital until they came down around me. Instead, I clutched Ethan’s hand like it was the only thing tethering me to this earth. Was Ethan made aware of it and asked not to tell me anything? Was that why nothing I did or said could get through to him? Did the boy I loved so much betray me like his father did? “No,” I whispered, my voice broken glass. “No, Ethan wouldn't do that.” I tried to fight against my

Julia~She had hurt herself just to bring Adele to her knees, and her plan was in place, perfect, and smooth-sailing, until she heard of the accident.It was her fault.She’d told Ethan what to do, in case Adele forced him to go with her. It was her backup plan – to make Ethan run away from Adele, and then blame Adele for being an incompetent mother.Julia wanted to hurt Adele in many ways, including taking her son back, but not in a way Adele would draw sympathy from the public, rather, people’s ire.If she ‘lost’ Ethan, the world would hate Adele. They’d call her careless, unfit, a woman who couldn’t even keep her own child safe. It would ruin the delicate little image Adele had been building for herself. Coupled with the soon-to-be trending ‘violent’ video, where Adele pushed her against the wall and made her ‘faint’, yet was ‘heartless’ enough not to check on her, the public would explode, shift all the blame to Adele, and maybe, just maybe, Julia could salvage her ruined reputati

Julia~ Julia’s breath tore through her chest like broken glass as they burst into the night. The air was damp, thick with the scent of oil and rust but it was freedom or the closest thing to it she’d tasted in hours. Behind them, voices erupted in alarm, sharp commands splitting the air. Boots hammered against concrete.“They’ve seen us,” the scarred man hissed. His hand clamped around her arm, half dragging, half steering her through the shadows. “Faster, before they catch up. There’s a car parked outside the gate. Here’s the key.”He shoved something cold and jagged into her palm, the teeth of a key biting into her blood-sticky skin.Her pulse roared. For a split second she stared at it, chest heaving, the metal heavy with possibility. The promise of escape.Julia staggered forward, her legs screaming from abuse, her bare feet slapping against gravel. She didn’t care about the pain. All she saw was that gate in the distance, its iron bars looming like the ribs of a monster.Shouts