All Chapters of Revenge Of my Ex- Mother In Law: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

ETHA'S POV⁠●⁠●●⁠● The driver soon brought the car to a stop in front of a building. Which one exactly? Our new apartment. The one I had paid for so we could settle in, and maybe get to interact with the neighbors around. The driver swung the car door open, having me mirror his movement by doing the same. He walked straight to the back of the car to open the boot, while I moved to the other side to pull the car door open for Priscy to step out. She did step out, but with a frown on her pretty face and her arms crossed over her chest. “Mom, c'mon…I don't like it here. I really want to go back to New York, please.” She pouted and stomped her feet on the pavement, clearly upset now. "At least I'd be able to feel my father's presence, even if we're not as close as a father and daughter should. I wouldn't want to go through what you went through. I wouldn't want my life to turn out the way yours did. Mom, I truly want my story to be different from yours.” She added, uncrossing her arms

PRISCILLA'S POV●⁠●⁠●⁠●⁠● “Mom, I'm sorry. I truly am. I shouldn't have said that in front of the driver. I guess I shouldn't have sounded that way. Will you ever forgive me mom?!!!” I pressed my mouth into a small pout, my lashes batting really fast. Having slipped past the doorway, now in the apartment, she settled down on the couch while I reminded on my feet, squarely in front of her. “I still feel bad. Moreover, you do owe me an explanation on how you knew all of that.” She said. “Your…your diary.” I managed to say, my fingers nervously tracing the back of my neck. “Oh really?!!! So you go through my stuff the moment I'm out of the house. Is that it? C'mon, that's exactly what an untrained child would do. And here I was thinking I raised you better than this.” She said. “I didn't mean to. I'm sorry, Mom.” I muttered another apology, refusing to meet her eyes. “You know what? I'm not longer mad at you, Priscy. I forgive you wholeheartedly.” She said. “You're not? Oh my go

RHIANNA'S POV●⁠●⁠●⁠●MONTHS LATER "I want a bowl of chicken salad and some pasta with ice cream on your way back.” I stretched out on the couch like a queen issuing commands, rattling off cravings without even thinking. Whereas, Cassie and Suzy, who were fully dressed and set to head out, stared at me like I'd just said something outrageous. “Huh, what?!!! Why are two staring at me like that? Have I said something wrong?” I raised an eyebrow at them both, who exchanged glances before turning to look back at me. “The fact that I'm indulging my cravings? Is that really the issue, huh? C'mon, it's the baby, okay? This isn't on me, honestly.” I added, letting my words flow. “Oh really? So the baby inside you told you he's craving for a bowl of chicken salad, pasta, and ice cream?” Cassie looked me straight in the eye and asked. “Can you imagine?!!!” Suzy couldn't help but interject on her own. “Ever since she stepped foot into this space after her dramatic action about her husband's

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟓𝟕 RHIANNA'S POV●●⁠●⁠● “What?!!! A girl?!!!” My scream bounced off the walls, loud enough to shake me. I tried to push myself upright, but the pain brought me back down, leaving me shaken with my breath hitching in wild bursts. “No, no, no…this isn’t right,” I rasped, pointing at the baby in the doctor’s hands. “Check again! I had a boy. A boy.” “Ma’am, this is the baby you delivered.” The doctor responded, blinking her lashes. “You’re lying!” I choked out. “I know my baby. I carried a boy. He kicked my belly like one. So that is not my son.”I jabbed a finger at the crying baby girl in her hold. “Please calm down, Rhianna. I think the clinic where you visited got the scan wrong.” Suzy said. “No. The scan was clear.” My throat tightened, my heart beating painfully against my ribs. “Ma’am, ultrasound mistakes do happen.” One of the nurses in a blue uniform attempted to smile gently. “Don't tell me that. I was expecting my child to turn out to be a boy. You

FREDDIE'S POV●●⁠●⁠● Cassie walked into the clinic without looking back, moving quickly like she couldn't wait to leave me behind. I watched the sliding doors close after her, the faint click of her heels fading into the busy clinic corridor. And since I was out of the car already, I felt myself lingering nearby, till my phone buzzed for the umpteenth time. I didn't bother glancing at the screen though, simply because there was no need to, for only one person had been calling me over and over again. The Empress… With a sigh, I dipped my hand into my pocket to pull it out, the caller's ID showing her name in bright letters on the screen. I stared at it, fingers poised just across the screen. I had no intention of answering though, but eventually gave in, swiping the green icon and bringing the phone close to my ear. “Hello!” I said in a low voice. “Freddie!” She released a breath, almost in relief. “Finally.” She added, her voice softer than I had ever heard it. “Her Majesty!”