All Chapters of From Ex to In-law: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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Chapter 131— Family Secrets

Lorenzo Senior's point of viewThe room was quiet after Delia finished talking. The reporters were looking at the papers she had given them, their eyes wide as they read. I knew tomorrow's news would be all about us, but not the way these reporters had hoped.I fixed my tie and walked back to the microphone, standing tall like I always do. Cameras clicked as I leaned forward."Ladies and gentlemen," I said in a clear voice. "I think we've taken care of those false stories that were just brought up."Amelia, that stubborn reporter, raised her hand again. "Mr. Lorenzo, they may not have beentrue about the rape, but what about Raphael trying to kill Marcel? You haven't talked about that."I gave her a small smile. These reporters never quit."Ms. Amelia, you're very thorough." I pointed at Marcel, who was trying to hide in the back after Delia surprised everyone. "Maybe you should ask my grandson Marcel about what reallyhappened that day. I believe only the two brothers were there."Ma

Chapter 132— Buried Memories

Lorenzo Senior's point of viewThe moment that man shouted Victoria's name, the conference room exploded into chaos.Reporters jumped from their seats, shouting questions over each other. Camera flashes lit up the room like lightning. I could barely hear myself think."Mr. Lorenzo, who is Victoria?""What happened thirty-five years ago?""Is this connected to the Rodriguez case?"My security team rushed to form a circle around me, Raphael, and Diana. Marcel and Riley were left to fend for themselves at first, until two guards remembered them and hurried over."Get us out of here," I ordered, my voice shakier than I wanted it to be.My head of security, Frank, nodded and began leading us toward the side exit. Reporters tried to block our path, thrusting microphones and recorders in our faces."No comments," Frank barked, pushing them aside.As we moved through the crowd, I caught glimpses of my family's faces. Raphael looked like he was carved from stone, jaw clenched, eyes hard. Dia

Chapter 133— Shadows of the Past

Mrs Riley's POVI couldn't breathe. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly they ached, but I barely felt it. Victoria. After twenty years, that name shouldn't have the power to make my world collapse. But here I was, speeding down the highway in my Lexus, running from a ghost.In my rearview mirror, I could see junior's BMW a few cars back. Even from this distance, I knew what his face would look like—that stone mask he wore when he was trying to hide hisemotions. The same face he'd worn twenty years ago when we thought we'd solved our Victoria problem for good. Apparently, we hadn't.Further back, I caught glimpses of Marcel and Serena in their car—the one we'd given them as a pre-wedding present. They were probably talking about what happened at the conference,about Damien's dramatic entrance, about the name that made both Lorenzo and me freeze. Victoria. My son deserved better than to be dragged into this nightmare.I pressed harder on the gas, needing to get home, to ha

Chapter 134— The truth we buried

Mrs Riley's POVThe living room fell silent as Marcel returned with Serena. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she clutched a tissue in her hand. They sat together on the couch across from us, looking so young yet so grown-up at the same time.Lorenzo opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again. He reached for his glass, took a long sip, and stared at the floor."Your father's having a hard time finding the words," I said, my voice gentler than it had been moments ago. "I'll tell you what you need to know."Lorenzo shot me a grateful look, mixed with something else—worry, perhaps fear of what I might say.I sat down in the armchair, smoothing my skirt over my knees. "This happened a long time ago, before either of you were born.""We're listening," Marcel said, his arm protectively around his fiancée.I took a deep breath. "Thirty-seven years ago, your father was dating a woman named Victoria Montrell. They were young, in love—or so he thought." I glanced at Lorenzo, who was staring

Chapter 135— House Of Cards

Mrs Riley's POVThe car eventually drove away, but the tension in our house stayed behind. "I'm going to bed," I told Lorenzo, my voice tired. "Are you coming?"He nodded, following me upstairs without a word. Each step felt heavy, like my legs were made of concrete.Our bedroom had always been our safe place. The one spot where we could be completely honest with each other. Tonight, though, the air felt thick and dangerous between us.I kicked off my shoes and sat on the edge of our bed. Lorenzo closed the door behind us, then just stood there, staring at me."What?" I asked, though I knew exactly what was coming."You lied to our children," he said. His voice was quiet but sharp. "You made up a whole new story."I started taking off my earrings, trying to look calm. "I did what needed to be done.""You told them I left Victoria for you!" Lorenzo's voice rose slightly. "That's not what happened, Riley. That's not even close to what happened.""Would you rather I tell them the truth?"

Chapter 136— Aftermath

Diana's POVThe car ride home was quiet. Raphael drove steadily, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. I glanced at his profile, noting the slight tension in his jaw. The press conference had gone exactly as we'd planned, but that didn't make the experience any less draining."You were amazing today," I said, breaking the silence.Raphael's lips curved into a small smile. "No, you were the amazing one. You and Delia."I looked out the window, watching the city lights blur past. Finding Delia had been my project for months. After that humiliating night at Gramps' birthday party, I had thrown myself into learning everything about the Lorenzo family's past. Every rumor, every scandal, every secret."Do you think Riley knows it was me who found Delia?" I asked."Without a doubt," Raphael replied, reaching over to take my hand. "The way she looked at you... she knows."I smiled, remembering the shock on Riley's face when Delia walked into that conference room. "Good. I want her to know."We

Chapter 137— The Ghost named Victoria

Diana’s POVWe were sitting in the living room, wine glasses in hand, but my mind wasn’t on the drink. Something about that press conference wouldn’t stop nagging at me.That name. Victoria.It had come out of nowhere, but the way Lorenzo Senior froze, and how Raphael’s whole face changed—it meant something. That man didn’t just say the name like it was a memory. Heshouted it like it was a warning.“Victoria,” I said aloud, mostly to myself. “Who is she?”I looked over at Raphael. He was staring out the window, barely blinking. His hand was still wrapped tightly around the wine bottle.“You knew her,” I said quietly, breaking the silence. “ Didn’t you?”He didn’t look at me. “ I didn’t. But my father did.” That hung in the air for a while. Heavy.“You didn’t look surprised when the man shouted her name,” I said after a beat.“ I was,” Raphael said, finally turning to me. “Just... not completely. That name—it’s like a ghost in this family. Something people whisper about, never explain

Chapter 138— The Woman Who Never Died

Victoria's POVI felt the salty wind hit my face as I stood looking at Dad's big house by the sea. Thirty-five years gone since I walked away. The white walls caught the last bit of daylight, windows shining likethey were watching me. I'd run from old ghosts half my life. Now I was back to be one myself.I fixed my black jacket and pushed my hair back. Fear wasn't something I felt anymore—that had been burned away years ago—but something heavy sat in my chest as I walked up the stone path. My heels made sharp little sounds against the ground in the quiet evening.I didn't knock. I just stood there, knowing the old security setup would tell my father someone was outside. Soon enough, the big wooden door opened, and there stood my father, Damien Montrella.He looked smaller now. His once-big frame had shrunk with the years, shoulders a bit bent, hair all silver. But those eyes—those sharp, thinking eyes—stayed the same, even as they got big with shock."Victoria?" The wine glass he

Chapter 139— Ghosts and Flesh

Victoria's POVI woke up with the sun hitting my face through curtains that hadn't been changed in thirty-five years. My old room felt like a time capsule—teenage posters still on the walls, books lined up just as I'd left them. For a second, I could almost pretend the last three decades hadn'thappened. Almost.I got up and dressed quickly in black pants and a dark blue blouse I'd packed. No point in lying around. I had work to do.The smell of coffee led me downstairs. Dad was already in the living room, reading a newspaper like he always used to. Some things never change."Morning," I said, making him jump a little. Still not used to seeing a ghost, I guess. "Victoria." He folded the paper and set it aside. "Did you sleep okay?"I nodded, taking the coffee cup he offered. "We need to talk more about Delia Rodriguez."Dad sighed, the lines on his face getting deeper. He looked tired, like he hadn't slept much. That made two of us."What do you want to know?" he asked. "Everything. W

Chapter 140— Ghosts in The Sunlight

Victoria's POVOutside, the sun was high and bright, burning away the morning fog. A perfect day for ghosts to step into the light.Dad and I watched Delia leave for the press conference. Neither of us spoke for a while aftershe left. There was something strangely final about watching her go—like we'd just lit a fuse that couldn't be stopped."Are you sure about this?" Dad finally asked, his voice quiet.I didn't answer immediately. Instead, I walked to the living room and turned on the television. The Lorenzo press conference would be starting soon, and I didn't want to miss a second of it."I've been sure for thirty-five years," I finally said, settling into the couch.Dad sighed heavily but joined me, sitting in his old armchair. We waited in silence as various reporters assembled in the conference room on screen. Then Lorenzo Senior appeared, taking his place at the podium with practiced ease."I know you all might be surprised why I am standing here today," he began with

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