Lahat ng Kabanata ng Revenge Of my Ex- Mother In Law: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 19

AMELIA'S POV I watched Ethan stride toward the bathroom, his broad shoulders tense under his tuxedo, and made a mental note to find him as soon as my dance with Lucas ended. The ache in my chest from our earlier encounter still lingered, his cold words, the way he’d fought for a dance he hadn’t even asked for, only to spite Julian. I needed to understand what drove him, why he seemed to care one moment and push me away the next. When the dance finished, I slipped away, my heels clicking softly on the polished floor as I headed to the men’s room. He wasn’t there. My eyes had been fixed in that direction, so I hadn’t seen him leave. Confusion gnawed at me as I wandered down the hallway, my heart pounding with a mix of hope and dread. Then I saw a door marked ‘staff only,’ slightly ajar. Maybe he was there, seeking a moment of solitude like I often did. I pushed it open, and my world collapsed.I stood frozen, staring at Ethan and the lady locked in a passionate embrace. My eyes

AMELIA'S POVThe black limo rolled to a stop in front of the towering gate, which parted to reveal my two-story manor. Its white walls, accented with touches of brown, glowed under the soft light of the lamps, casting shadows on the animal-shaped flowers and lilies that adorned every corner of the grounds. The car parked near the porch, and the driver hurried to open the back door. I stepped out at the same time as Lucas Bennett, not sparing him a glance as I made my way to the porch and entered the house. The interior lights were dim, casting a quiet hush over everything. I climbed the stairs to my room, my heels clicking softly against the wood.Once inside, I tossed my purse onto the bed and headed straight for the bathroom. I turned on the faucet, letting hot water fill the round tub, and began to undress. My gown slipped to the floor, pooling at my feet, and I stepped out of it, trying to keep my mind blank. But the moment I sank into the steaming water, my resolve crumbl

AMELIA'S POV I smiled softly and looked away from Clara. “I still am, aren’t I?” Clara nodded. “You still have that fear a woman has for a man she loves and respects, and that’s a good thing.”“Really?” I glanced at her, raising an eyebrow. “Here I was thinking it wasn't a good thing .”“Not at all,” she said warmly. “It shows that, no matter what, you still hold deep respect for him and care about what he might think or say.” I sighed, my eyes betraying the ache in my chest as I remembered the way Ethan speaks to me now. “It’s not like he thinks well of me anymore, or says anything kind, he now hates me.”“Don’t worry,” Clara reassured me. “It’ll come with time.”“I know.”Lucas walked back into the room, a frown creasing his face. Before I could ask what was wrong, he spoke. “There’s news, ma’am. I’m not sure if you’ll want to hear it Ma'am.”“What is it?” I asked, my stomach tightening.“Mr. Caldwell is at a pub. He’s drunk and nearly got into a fight. They can’t call any

AMELIA'S POV I wanted to say no, to pull away, but the raw longing in Ethan’s eyes stopped me. I nodded, my voice soft. “Fine, but only until you fall asleep.” He smiled, a flicker of relief crossing his face. I sat on the edge of the bed, slipping off my shoes, then climbed in beside him. His arm wrapped around me, pulling me close, and I closed my eyes, trying to steady my racing heart. But before I could gather my thoughts, I felt his lips brush against my neck. A spark shot through me, and I swallowed hard, my eyes snapping open.“Ethan…” I whispered.“I’ve missed you, Flower, so much,” he murmured, his kisses trailing along my neck. I closed my eyes again, unable to resist tilting my head back, giving him more access. “You left, and though you’re back, I can’t even get close to you. Do you know how much that hurts?”“I do,” I said, my voice trembling. “Because it hurts me too.”“I’m hurt, Flower,” he said, his lips moving slowly to mine.“I’m sorry,” I managed to whispe

AMELIA'S POV A cruel smile curved Victoria Caldwell’s lips. “Need I refresh your memory, Victoria? Many years ago, you tried bribing me with a blank check. That was when I had nothing, and I didn’t take it. What makes you think I will now?” I sat across from her, my jaw tight, the weight of her words pressing against old wounds. “I’m not bribing you,” Victoria said, sipping her coffee with infuriating calm. “I’m only offering to buy your shares at that amount. If you believe it’s too small, I can always add more, as long as you sign those shares to me.”“I don’t want to sign, and I’m never taking your money,” I snapped, my voice sharp with the sting of memory. “The last time I did, it cost me someone dear, something I’m still going to take my revenge for, by the way. So tell me, why would anyone in their right mind take your money when it costs them something more?” Victoria’s smile turned venomous. “Are you talking about your mother? Oh, Eleanor Rose was a good maid. She knew h