บททั้งหมดของ Queen Of Hearts: My Ex Or My Next.: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

LauraThe wages of stupidity were doom, and for once in my life, I felt like I married a complete idiot—with a big letter I. Playing martyr for what I didn’t do? No. Kevin was the only exception, and no one. To hell with the I’d die for you. I’ve seen worse than to believe that, and from my point of view, selflessness should be a crime, because selfishness pays a lot… at times, like now. Lava steamed in my blood as I glared at him in disdain.Kaida Crawford was offering to be a scapegoat for Natasha’s misdeeds, but the six-foot-d**khead doesn't know whether the butcher's knife would give a swift, merciful death or a slow, cruel one. Now Leila’s filed for murder, and the new update was that Mr and Mrs. Crawford might be going to jail. I should throw a goodbye party to celebrate my pre-prison sentence, but I'd jump off a cliff before being a fool. “You think I’d buy Kaida’s take-the-blame story?” Leila scoffed, dipping the phone into her bag. “The Laura I know never gave second

KaidaFear has me in a chokehold as I screech to a stop inside the Blackwoods’ empire garage. It's been eight hours since the attack at the hospital. I made sure Laura and Kevin arrived home safely, Aria decided to stay over to provide emotional support, and with the hawk’s eye security around the property: Bullet proof drones that attack as a hive, navy seals, martial artists, even hired brutal ex-convicts— the house was an impregnable fortress, even an ant wouldn't go undetected. After the hacking attempt at the hospital, my instinct flared to code red ever since, because the Blackwoods were unpredictable. Striking when you least expected it, I couldn't take chances. Tommy wanted to follow me down here, but I declined. He knew enough already, and I refused to be an open book, all because I was being a coward and afraid of meeting the Blackwoods. Slamming my car door shut, I padded to the trunk, taking out the goon’s lifeless body. He wasn't swollen or smelling yet, but was god d

UNKNOWN’S POV: The door mounted the wall like the gate of hell, pulling Ghost to the room like a black-hole. Except, it was a tomb with a man tethered between life and death. Medical titans and science fanatics prepared for his awakening. They said his chances were minimal, defying the bounds of biology, and almost impossible. But Ghost’s optimism was solid, like a bull’s eye Ghost’d hit with eyes closed, because if Ghost could survive. Then, he wouldn’t be any different.Ghost unhooked the band of the ponytail, letting the blood hair cascade down and dangle in the air. Ghost’s smirk dripped with malice, diamond-wrapped steps clicking on the pristine floor. The face scan was swift, the door sliding open, and the cold, sterile scent stung Ghost’s nostrils. Their heads dipped in a bow as Ghost trudged into the room, Ghost’s presence heating the room like a furnace. The machine beeped, IV drip-dropping, and fluorescent lights bathing the room in a blinding white. He was splayed half

LauraDon’t insult the dead.Tell that to the douchebags who assaulted my dead, psychotic ex-husband, because as far as I was concerned, the Kai I knew would be busy plotting death prints in hell. This wasn't their regular ghost. This one was proud, unrelenting, and a mathematical reaper, and he’d haunt them for life. Unbridled rage and terror gripped me as the elevator’s door closed behind us with a loud ding. My sanity teeters on the edge, the words replaying in my head nonstop. ‘Burned. Squashed. With your fingerprints on it.” She wouldn't dare go this far, would she? I sucked in calming breaths, steepling my hands on my waist. No, she wouldn't. “So you’re saying that all the patients at the hospital could get burned, squashed, by a ghost, despite the round-the-clock security,” Kaida seethed, tapping away on his phone. “And the first victim’s my damn brother?”Kaida lifted his reddened face. “I’m firing all the security,” he shot me a pointed look. “It’d be best if you keep

KaidaDeja Vu laps my tongue, the charred stench of cadaver smelling like vengeance, my nape prickles with the searing of maliceful eyes, my demons are whispering haunting secrets in my ears, and I could see the doom incoming like a merciless asteroid set to destroy me. Terror sank its claws into me, my knuckles whitened from how tightly I'm gripping Wifey’s bag.The police call it a working theory- stronger than a random guess, but weaker than a confirmed conclusion. To me? It’s trusting your gut, and for the umpteenth time in my life, Wifey’s right— someone was f**king with us. And that someone was Queen Bee. Could she be Ari?No! Black day sealed it all.The blood was sticky, gun powder choking the night air, as the heavens wept into the muddy soil, bearing witness with a lightning strike. Scrap that, Silver’s a f**ker shadowing as Queen Bee, and I think it’s high time we sealed old cracks, or let the wall kill us all. Either way, this has to end. “...ida… Kaida,” the voice