All Chapters of Dear Ex-wife, You Belong To Me!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

DIANA SPARKLESThirty-five years—and for the first time, my only son had raised his voice at me, and for what? That shameless, unworthy bitch who had solely married my son for his fame and money?Elder Granger and my father-in-law were close friends, and that led them to arrange their grandchildren's marriage. I did not object until I realized that the girl wanted nothing but our wealth.Granger's reputation was tarnished, and they went bankrupt; however, my deceased father-in-law betrothed their daughter to my son. I just don't understand why he kept the nonsensical words he'd given to his friend on his deathbed!?Did he not realize that he was ruining his own grandson's life? Well, apparently, he did not, and brought that woman into our lives…“Calm down, aunt Diana.” Celine's sweet tone halted my thoughts as I looked up at her worried face. She held my hands and caressed them gently, “don't be upset, aunt, just give him some time. Everything will be fine.”I sighed, raising my hand

VERONICAFor a moment, I felt as if my world had ceased, and everything around me seemed to freeze as I watched my car tilt to the side.Cadence's fearful cry and the commotion of people burned within me, breaking me into tears of fright and loss. "ZEON!" An earth-shattering scream reverberated into the air; it was me, my anguished wail, as I felt the weight of my misfortune.“No-no-no! Please help!” I cried out, rushing toward the car with my crying daughter in my arms. “Oh God, please! Zeon!” I was shaking as I tried to look inside. “someone please help!” I cried out again.I watched my son, grabbing onto the seat tightly, trying not to slip down to the crushed side. “Zeon!” I called for him.“Mom!” His broken voice rang in my ear, making my tears flow even harder. “He-elp me.” He whispered.Meanwhile, a few people gathered there, including a police officer. “Calm down, ma'am. Please step aside and let us help him; getting too close could hurt your daughter as well.”“Mo-om, my ha-a

VERONICAAfter taking a deep breath, I knocked on William's door in the Exclusive VIP section.“Enter.” came his cold voice that sent a chill down my spine. For a moment, I considered turning around and leaving, but—the images of my children made me stand upright.Rounding my lips, I let go of a breath, “You can do it, Veronica.” Muttering to myself, I put on my best smile and stepped inside.“Beautiful, you’re here…” William greeted me with a charming smile. Seeing him in person now, I felt rather awkward all of a sudden. It's not easy for me. After all, he is someone I would like to avoid, but alas! The irony of my fate had brought me just before him.“Hey…” I muttered, pressing my lips together, not sure how to proceed. However, he made it a little easier.“Come sit, let's talk.” He suggested, and I obliged, settling into the chair beside his bed. It seemed someone may have been here before me.“Uh—Thanks for giving me a chance to be heard.” I said gratefully.He gazed at my face,

CHRISTIANThe next two days felt like a torment. At home, Mom and Celine haunted me as if they were my sworn enemies. At work, I faced new trouble with the Denstones; it seemed they were trying to get back at me since I had upset Mrs. Denstone, and not to mention Veronica, who was constantly in my thoughts. She was never tired of running around in my fucking head!Nevertheless, amidst the various challenges, only the accident investigations demonstrated measurable progress… In the last two days, we found some relations between the two incidents. It seemed it was done by the same men who abducted Veronica. The black Toyota they used in that accident had been seen near the abandoned warehouse where Cadence and Veronica had been kept.Aside from that, it was found outside the city area and has been thoroughly checked. The fingerprints matched those of the kidnappers.In the further investigation Blake did, it came out that those men were the illegal immigrants. They weren't actually traf

VERONICAFoolish, Foolish Veronica. Keep getting hurt by the same man repeatedly, and yet, no shame…For years, I have considered Christian a protective father. Pressing a stone on my heart, I gave up my rights, knowing Christian would love his son above all else, or at least, I thought so.I swallowed the poisonous ache of the separation from my son and lived in a burden, thinking, at least my son was having a good life with his father. His father loves him to the fullest that no one— no one can intervene.Oh, Veronica, how wrong you were.In the end, I only realized that to Christian, Celine remained above all.Proof? Well, it's right in my hand. The mastermind behind both accidents turned out to be her, his beloved woman.I turned around to face Christian. My gaze met his indifferent, cold eyes, and suddenly, some events became clear as water…His delay in the investigation, his sudden arrival in my home just when William had taken part in the investigation, his outburst, his pains