All Chapters of THE EX-WIFE HE COULDN’T DESTROY : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Seraphina pushed the door of the coffee shop open, standing at the entrance with a purse in her hand, and slowly she scanned the place, looking from table to table, only for a disappointed sigh to escape her lips. “Are you looking for someone ma'am?” One of the workers in the coffee shop approached Seraphina, bowing slightly with her eyes fixed in hers. With a slight nod, Seraphina responded, “yes.” "You can wait over there," she said to Seraphina, gesturing toward a chair in the far right corner of the shop, a professional smile curving her lips. “And while you are at it, what would you like ma'am?” Walking toward the chair the lady had pointed out earlier, she wore a pensive look, her lips pressed into a thin line.“A cup of ristretto please,” Seraphina announced, taking her seat close to the window, and the next thing she did was turn on her phone to see a message from Donovan that said: ‘I’ll be there in a jiffy,’ and on seeing that, she clicked her tongue, swiping to another

Darkness, silence, and distant memories— the only things that were present in the room that was one occupied by a bed, and life support machines, helping a certain person stay in touch with the living world— the only lifeline, but now, it was all in the past. The door slowly creaked open, and a tiny line of light could be seen on the marbled floor as Calvin walked into the room, barefooted. He walked further, raising the blind curtain, making it possible for the rays of the sun to freely pour into the room completely, illuminating it once more. For almost two weeks. No nurses, no doctors, no securities. No one at all. “Till we meet again,” Calvin bent down, tracing a line with his finger on the framed photo of the younger version of the woman who passed away— his grandmother. It was bound for him to get uncomfortable in that position, and he sat down, his back kissing the wall in slow motion, although his once white singlet became stained due to the dust that had now occupied th

After driving for thirteen minutes, Seraphina finally came to a stop, staring at the boy who was at the back seat with his eyes shut, just another one of her handwork that made the boy go to sleep. Finally, she pulled out a phone from a small black bag that contained some cosmetics, and she swiped it up, only for it to reveal the contact list, and given that it was just one number that was there, you could easily tell that it was not her main phone. It connected after three rings and she heaved a sigh, placing it on her ear. “Hey, wassup.” “Seraphina?” The familiar voice asked, with a bit of uncertainty in it. “Who else has this number of yours?” She demanded, staring at the boy once again, before turning her gaze to the side of the road. “Oh, my bad,” a light chuckle followed that voice but Seraphina did not return the energy, rather, she just clicked her tongue, rolling her eyes for a second. “Is it done?” Donovan demanded, pacing around the room where he was, a place that mad

Orion pulled over at the school gate, returning the greetings that the securities gave him, even though he did not spare them a glance. “Shit,” he muttered under his breath as he sighted a group of people from a distance. “It's true.” Before he said anything, he heard a familiar voice, one that was able to make him stop, and he slipped his hands into his pocket, turning back to see the principal who had a worried look in his eyes. “Good afternoon sir,” the man bowed slightly, buttoning up his suit. “I’m sorry to bring this news to you, but I'm afraid the–” “I know about it already,” with pain deeply etched in his voice, he let out a sigh, cutting the principal short. “Where’s she?” “Who?” Confused, the man asked, clasping his hand behind him. “Elysia.” Orion did not waste time in responding, and he let out another sigh, shifting his weight as he scanned the place, briefly moving his eyes to the group of people that were close to the children's class. “Or is she yet to come?” He

“Where's she?” Just as Elysia got into the sitting room, those were the words that left her mouth, and she moved her gaze from Maria to the other maids that were close to her. “Alina,” she added, pushing her hair to the back. It had been two days since Elysia had come home, but still, nothing changed. Neither Seraphina or the boy were yet to be found. Maria cleared her throat, taking a step forward as she pointed towards the stairs with a hint of fear playing on her lips. “She's in her room ma.” “And whose food is that?” Elysia demanded, barely giving her a second to catch her breath. “For her ma'am,” Malia replied, clasping both hands at her front as her gaze fell to the floor instantly. “She has constantly refused to eat since that incident, ma.” “And I think your absence added to it.”Elysia was not surprised, but all she did was nod, motioning towards blank space. “Thanks, you all can return to your work now.” On hearing that, they all bowed slightly before walking away fr