All Chapters of The Underestimated Ex: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

John and Allison haven’t been close siblings, even while living under the same roof. John easily sees people as threats to his own rights. He feels he deserves more than he’s given and wants all attention on himself, unwilling to share it with anyone.He wishes he were like his friend—the only son in his family—treated like an egg, riding in expensive, luxurious cars. But when his dad was ill, Vivienne refused to let John take any car out because one night he got drunk and had an accident. Since then, she makes him take public transport or sends the driver to pick him up and drop him off wherever he needs to go.Meanwhile, Allison still has access to the cars. Unlike him, she isn’t banned from the trappings of luxury. It makes John feel as though his family favors the females over the only son, when he believes he should be the center of attention—but the opposite is true.He won’t even pay attention to Allison. If she greets him, he turns away and ignores her. She’s used to it now; s

Adrian’s footsteps echoed on the marble floor — deliberate, precise, neither too fast nor too slow. Lina rushed ahead, nearly stumbling in her haste. Inside the room, Alex lay convulsing, yellowish foam spilling from his mouth. “Quickly, prepare the bathroom,” Adrian’s voice cut through the air the moment his eyes fell on him. The scene confirmed the instinct that had screamed at Adrian during dinner. He had been right. The poison coursing through Alex was the same as the one given to Allison. And this also confirmed his growing suspicion: Sam was behind the sudden collapse. But why Allison? His mind wrestled with the thought. Sam’s secret grudges were with the father, not his children. Unless Sam feared the children might one day uncover his crimes and rise against him. That, perhaps, could explain it. Still, speculation could wait. What mattered now was Alex’s survival. His body was far too fragile; any single misstep — any wrong injection — would kill him instantly. Vivi

As soon as Vivienne stepped into the room, Clara explained the situation of what John had almost caused—risking Alex’s life in the hands of a doctor who clearly did not understand the weight of the matter at hand.With anger burning in her chest, Vivienne turned and stormed out of the room to find John.She sighted him from behind, and before he could react to the hurried, aggressive footsteps closing in, his instincts screamed warnings. But it was too late. The moment he turned, her hand landed across his face with a brutal slap. His very movement, turning toward her, only helped set his face perfectly for the blow.Her eyes blazed with fury, blood-red, almost caught in flames.“You bastard. Why did you send Dr. Foster out of the room and bring in a useless person to treat my dad? Do you have any idea what would have happened if Dr. Foster had left?” Her voice was high-pitched, trembling with rage.But John just stood there, gaze fi

Alex was still recalling what happened, trying to figure out what had really caused his sudden dismay. He couldn’t remember anything strange.“You were poisoned,” Adrian said in a subtle tone.Alex’s face widened at the words he heard.“What?” He asked, as if to demand a repetition.“I tried to warn you yesterday. But you thought I was a clown, and look at the price you paid. Be glad I could do something before it was too late.”Alex’s expression tightened. He no longer felt pain, though for reasons he couldn’t explain he felt strangely light—almost renewed. Even his skin felt fresh, though he hadn’t yet looked into a mirror.“Where’s Vivienne?” he asked. She was the one he always questioned, the one who kept him informed about the company, about the household, about everything—especially while he had been sick and unable to do anything for himself.Almost as if connected to his thought, the door pulled open.

Alex had a doubt gnawing at the back of his mind. It made sense—Adrian had already warned him there was an insider supporting his ruin. And now, the inside man was caught. Clearly, Paul had sounded himself out.But Adrian wasn’t done revealing what he knew.“Why did you poison Allison also?” Adrian asked.The way he put the question was as though the man had poisoned countless people.The air thickened again, taking on a sharper edge than before. The tension earlier hadn’t been hot enough until this accusation struck—direct, cutting, impossible to soften.Everyone suddenly turned, realizing in that moment that Allison wasn’t in the room.“Allison?” Alex asked in shock.Adrian didn’t reveal to them earlier that the same poison was given to Allison he only cured her at the hospital that day without saying much about it.She had gone out to a friend’s place earlier. Adrian had sent her away for her own safety,