Alle Kapitel von Divorce: His Biggest Regret: Kapitel 211 – Kapitel 220

Chapter 211Valerie Will~•~After I told Patrick about what happened in the hotel room with Celeste, the rest of the ride was awkward. Maybe I shouldn’t have told him about it. But I was hurt and annoyed. I just wanted to blame someone else for what was happening in my life. I could see how devastated Patrick was just from his eyes. If he could take back everything he had done, I knew he would do it in the twinkle of an eye. But life didn’t work that way, he had already messed up and no matter what happened, that scar was going to be there. I thought I had gotten past it, but after so many years, the wounds still felt fresh. And the worst part was that everyone knew about it. Our business was all over the internet. I needed to find a way to grow a thick skin to that situation or I was never going to forgive Patrick. When we arrived at the house, it was almost noon. Patrick and I didn’t say a word to each other as we walked into the living room. I stayed down for a while but

Chapter 213Valerie Will~•~My heart flew out of my chest immediately as I read the first one.[ Valerie, you need to call me back, something happened with the kids.] The kids? What the hell happened with the kids? I sat upright and dialed my mother’s number immediately. It took a while before she answered. “What happened with the kids?” I asked as the call connected. “Where are you? What is going on?” I could hear her heavy breathing from the other end of the line. “They’re missing…I think someone took them.” Someone took them? That line made my stomach churn. Oh my Liam! How could someone take them? Why?“How? How did it happen?” I got out of bed immediately. As I got dressed up, she explained everything to me. It didn’t make any sense. None of it made sense. How could she just leave them alone for five minutes and lose them? Or did they wander off somewhere else in the park? But it had been over two hours since she sent the text. If they were still there, she would have f

Chapter 215Valerie Will ~•~“I’ve been trying to reach you. You’ve been ignoring my calls. I asked you out to lunch and you declined—.” I zoned out of the conversation after Damien kept on whining about my communication skills on the other end of the phone. “Valerie! Are you even listening to me?” He snapped, his voice rising in anger. “Damien, I’ve had a long day and I’m not in the mood for your tantrums.” My grip tightened on the steering wheel as I guided the car to another street. “Tantrums? I’m just trying to let you know that what you’re doing isn’t fair. I’ve been really patient with you but you’ve been treating me like I’m nothing.” “I’m sorry about that but I’m not in the mood for this,” I replied, my voice cold. I honestly didn’t want to pick up his call at first, but he kept pestering me and I just wanted to get it over with. It wasn’t like I was mad at him or anything. I just had other important things to focus on in my personal life. My kids were still missing.

Chapter 217Patrick Banks ~•~I let out a deep breath, bracing myself for what she was about to say. “I’m listening, tell me.” I swallowed hard. There was a pause. Then she let out a sigh. “I want you to go to the media…I don’t know, whatever. You have to confess to everyone about what you did that day.” She said, her tone serious. “You and Valerie.” My heart skipped a beat. Did she know about it? Did Benjamin tell her about everything? “What?” A low gasp escaped my lips. “What are you talking about?” I asked, feigning ignorance. I had no idea what she knew, but I couldn’t take any chances by acknowledging that Valerie and I actually did something. “Oh, please.” She responded with a dry scoff. “And while you’re at it, I would also like you to confess to the fact that you also got Benjamin killed.” I couldn’t hold back a laugh. “You’re being ridiculous right now, Lisa,” I said, my tone sharp. “Valerie and I didn’t do anything. And I most certainly didn’t get my brother kill

Chapter 219Patrick Banks~•~After my conversation with my mother, she asked me to leave the room. I still wasn’t sure if she believed me or not. But a few minutes later, she called me back. “I’ll send my driver to pick up the kids from Lisa in the morning.” A sense of relief washed over me. I had no idea what she said to Lisa but I was grateful that she was releasing the kids. I was even tempted to ask my mother to tell Lisa that she should stop whatever she was planning. But I didn’t want to push my luck. And it would just make me look guilty. “Thank you, but is Lisa in New York?” I asked curiously. My mother didn’t answer. “You’ll see your kids in the morning.” She said, her voice faint. “You can sleep in one of the guest rooms, it’s too late and I don’t want you driving at night.” I wasn’t even planning on leaving the house that night when I just found out she was sick. “Okay.” I nodded before turning around to leave. But I paused when I got to the door. “Are we good n