All Chapters of No Longer His Ugly Wife: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Lucy’s POVIt took me three days but I finally pulled myself together well enough to deal with the remainder of dad’s funeral arrangements.“Thank you for taking me to the funeral home, Carl,” I said as we pulled up outside.“My pleasure, Mrs. Kingsley.” Even after I begged him to stay home with mom, as she still was in a heavy grieving period, he insisted on accompanying me. Though I knew mom played a part in that too.He opened the door for me and escorted me to the building. “Mrs. Kingsley!” someone shouted so loud, I stumbled to a stunned. “How do you feel about the recent passing of your father and real estate tycoon, Edmund Whitmore!?”I didn’t answer. “When will the funeral be?” The reporter shot off again.“No comment,” I finally decided to say. “Oh come now! Surely, you can give us a day!”I refused.“Well, then can you give us any other news of the ramped up rumors of your husband’s affair with his ex-fiance, Livia Simmons?!” the reporter further pressed.Carl, who had b

Alaric’s POVAny other day, I would have been positively irate, and completely aggravated by this dinner that my father had requested, however this time, I couldn’t help but feel it was needed.“You seem particularly bothered today, son.” He said as he swilled a drink in his glass. “Do I?” my response was sarcastic as I took a drink.Instead of responding right away, dad leaned back in his chair and watched me for a second. “Where’s your sister?” he then asked, though I knew that something else was on his mind.I shrugged, the thought of niki and the potential of her massive treacheries lingering in the back of my mind.“I don’t know,” I answered truthfully. “She’s probably out with…” my sentence veered off as Livia’s name nearly left my lips. “With who?” I exhaled, shaking my head. “I don’t know, dad. I don’t-I don’t know.” “Guess you two aren’t on the best of terms right now.” “When is Niki ever on the best of terms with anyone?” I spat, impatiently.My father laughed bitterly.

Lucy’s POV“What makes you think that I will give in to your threats, Livia?” I finally said after she sat there silently dangling that threat over my head.Livia frowned. “Oh you will,” she said arrogantly. “You see, I’ve given this offer to your husband. And he seems to be taking his precious time giving me an answer.” “Well if he hasn’t given you an answer then that clearly means you have one already,” I countered. “You just don’t like the one that he gave you.”She frowned but only for a split second before her grim expression changed into something cocky and smug again.“Maybe,” she said. “Then again, I’m thinking that it’s just that Kingsley is proud,” Livia shrugged. “You, however, being a woman, well, I’m sure you’ll consider my proposition more thoroughly than he has.” “Proposition?” I said, amused that she’d use such a term. As if she were really offering a choice in the matter.“Yes,” she answered. “It’s clear that Alaric didn’t tell you about what we’ve discussed, so, I’

Alaric’s POVDid I really just tell this woman that I loved her? And…did she just say it back?The initial premise of this conversation was for me to be honest with her about everything that was going on. In a matter of three hours time I’d had two more lenders pull out of Kingsley Group stocks. Our equity had practically plummeted within days of Locke and Hyman’s decision to withdraw.Shit was hitting the fan, and I felt like I was drowning. And I wanted to tell Lucy-not because I wanted her help fixing it but because at one time in my life, Lucy was the one I’d go to when I needed someone to talk to and lately, I’d begun to feel that connection again.Then, when I heard her voice, saw her coming in, I realized this wasn’t like the old days. She was my wife now, and I needed to protect her from this.“You don’t have to say it back,” I told her as the silence thickened between us. I could tell that she was shocked. “After everything that’s gone down between us, I know that you probab

Lucy’s POV“What’s going on, Luce?” “You tell me,” I retorted impatiently. I could see in his eyes that there was something he was holding back. “Lucy, I-”“Alaric, what have you been hiding from me?”“What makes you think I’ve been hiding something from you-”“I’ve seen it, Alaric,” I retorted. “The worried looks, the stressful stares, the constant paranoid phone checks. Something's going on, and I need you to tell me what it is.” “I’m assuming you’ve talked to Ray,” he exhaled.Though he was right, I wasn’t going to mention Ray at all. “How I found out is irrelevant,” I told him. “Outside of the fact that you didn’t tell me.” “I didn’t tell you, Lucy, because I can handle it.” “Judging by how stressed you’ve been looking when you think no one is looking, I beg to differ.”“Lucy,” he sighed. “I really don’t want to talk about this.”“Well, you’re going to.” I pressured further when he turned his back on me. “I know that Livia has something to do with this.”He turned around, his