Semua Bab From Ex to In-law: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Diana’s POVA steady beep filled the quiet room, the rhythmic sound of the IV punctuating through the silence. The fluorescent lights above cast a harsh glow, but I kept my eyes fixed on the little screen in my hands. I didn't plan to go through my phone; I wasn't even supposed to be with my phone; I was supposed to be resting, but boredom had won, I couldn't resist the urge to pick up my phone and go through social media.You couldn't blame me for that, you know? I was all by myself in this hospital receiving treatment, no one was by my side. I had wondered why my fiance had not called me to check on me. But I got my answer while looking at the little screen on my phone.Now, I wished I had never unlocked my phone; I wished I had never picked it up. The photo stared back at me, a beautiful family dinner, my adoptive mother smiling at the camera, my adoptive father holding a glass of wine with a wide grin on his face.Their biological daughter, the one they had just found almost a

Diana’s POV Been three weeks now since I ended my relationship with the bastard, Marcel. Surprisingly, all through the two weeks, I never for once regretted my decisions, which was one thing I had feared.I had feared that it might be hard for me to let go of a seven-year relationship, and I had put in all my effort and time to make sure it worked.I had been staying at a friend's house. I barely went back to my adoptive parents' home, only maybe to pick up some clothes, and then I went back to my friend's house, Ciara. Ciara was a childhood friend.The night I told her about what had happened between me and Marcel, she had forced me into going to a party. My adoptive parents, on the other hand, never said anything about the picture, I brought it up during dinner, but the discussion was pushed away.They began to talk more about their daughter; the worst part of it was they didn't include me in the discussions; no one asked me for my contributions, and when I tried to ask Serena, m

Diana’s POV I inhaled deeply and steadily, pushing myself to stay calm. I refused to provide them the pleasure of witnessing my hesitation or worry. Instead, I let a small, knowing smile curve my lips. "So that's what this is about", I scoffed, "You think you can just erase me because Serena is back? Like I was never on the surface of this earth?""We wouldn't mind doing that if we could." Anna blurted out. I scoffed, ignoring her, making sure my composure and smile were intact. "Let's get one thing straight, I didn't beg for this... I didn't beg to be adopted, I didn't beg to carry the name Kensington....""Oh good, which means you wouldn't mind if we strip you of that name." Serena snapped I ignored her."I was chosen, and for many years, I lived as their daughter. Relationships were built, memories were made, and I became part of something bigger, than just a name." I folded my arms, my voice growing sharper. "You can't change all of that just because it's suddenly inconvenien

Diana’s POV "There's everything wrong with it, Raphael, please don't tell me you are going to side with this wench", Mrs Riley said. I could see the anger in her eyes.The fact that one of her sons was standing up for me was causing her pain."She's done nothing wrong mom, she didn't choose to be adopted" He replied "So what do you want us to do? Allow your brother to get married to a fake while the original is standing right there.""She's not a fake mom; she's an adopted child; what's wrong with being adopted? Grandpa was an adopted child" he shot back at her Lorenzo senior an adopted child?Could that be the reason why he had a special love and affection for me?Who would have known?I never would have guessed he was an adopted child "That's different Raphael.""Come on, Mom, how's that so different," he said, trailing his hair with his right hand."Your grandpa's parent never found their original child, they never had a child of their own?""If I understand you correctly, what

Raphael’s POVIt was the morning of my grandfather's birthday. Honestly, I wouldn't have gone to the party if my grandfather had not invited Me personally. My family? Those guys? They are a lot, they can be a pain in the ass too.Sometimes I wonder if I was their child because they all seemed to have the same kind of annoying character, one that I detested so much.Maybe because I had been staying abroad, far away from them, maybe because I left them early. But I was different.While growing up, I spent more time with my grandfather and grandmother; I was the first child of my parents, Mrs Riley Lorenzo and Mr Lorenzo Junior.Yes, my father's name is Lorenzo Junior, named after my grandfather. At five years old, I was doing things most of my peers wouldn't. I had a mature way of thinking. My brother Marcus, a real pain, was born when I was five.All my parent's attention went to him even after he had grown older; they still gave him all their attention. Honestly, I wasn't even bothe