All Chapters of No Longer His Ugly Wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lucy’s POVThere was nothing more to do after my terrible conversation with Tom, but to return to the hospital and see to my father. And it was shortly after I did that Amanda called to check on me.“Yeah, I’m okay. I’m so sorry that I haven’t been in contact. I’ve had a family emergency, and I’ll need a few more days. Is that okay?”She readily agreed, and I was glad for it. Yet another favor I owed to Amanda. I was ending the call when mom came into the room. “Who was that?” She asked in a low murmur, still visibly distraught by the condition of dad.“Just a friend, mom.” I sighed as we stood by each other watching as dad lay there, helpless, and still unconscious.“He fell ill while you were gone,” Mom choked, her hands shakily covering mouth with the damp tissue she’d been using to dab at her tears.My head fell back against the wall and I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths, trying not to completely crash out right there in front of mom.“What did they say was wrong?” I asked.“

Lucy’s POVAfter what happened with Tom, mom was practically inconsolable. She couldn’t stay here in such a stressful mood.“Carl, can you please escort my mother home?” I requested their head of security.“Of course.” Carl replied.“Mom, I’ll be here, and I’ll keep you apprised of anything that happens okay? But you need to go home and get away from this stress, okay?”She parted her lips to rebut again but I shook my head. I wasn’t hearing any of it. Dad was already in a precarious condition, I couldn’t afford to risk my mother suffering the same fate.“Mom, dad wouldn’t want you stressing yourself like this. Please.” I begged.She knew that I was right about dad’s concern for her. It was the smoking gun that made her finally agree to go home. “Fine.”I smiled. “If anything changes, I’ll immediately alert Carl, and he will bring you here straightaway, okay?”“Good or bad?” Mom made me promise.“Good or bad.”She left shortly after, but I made sure that a few others remained along th

Lucy’s POVThe question was so left-field I panicked. Should I tell him? Was I even supposed to tell him?“I-I didn’t know anything about that,” I lied before I could think any further about it. It was like word vomit. “Where…where did you hear that from?” I asked, suddenly wondering if I could get more information out of himMatthew suddenly shifted awkwardly in his sheet, his expression suddenly turning sheepish. Suddenly, I was glad that I hadn’t confirmed his suspicions.“I’d heard something about it-your father mentioned it before,” he told me. He then met my gaze. “Apparently, he hasn’t told you yet.” The more I listened the more sure I was that I’d made the right decision in not saying that I knew about that money. As it suddenly came to mind that after mom told me that she and dad left money in my name, she'd also said no one knew except her and my father. So how did uncle Matthew know if dad never even confided in him? I realized then that I needed to keep being cautious co

Lucy’s POV“Lucy, I know that you’re trying to save the company, and that is honorable of you, but cutting our losses is looking more like a more reasonable plan.”Matthew had been on me for the whole week about this, and quite frankly I couldn’t believe how easily he was willing to sell out.Though I grew tired of the repeat suggestion, I struggled to stay calm as I replied. “I hear what you’re saying, I really do, but I just…I believe that there is something that we can do.”“Yes, there is,” he said.I looked up at him, my brow furrowed, curious hope in my eyes as I’d hoped that he had an actual answer to the problem.“What is it?” I pressed for answers.“Bankruptcy,” was his simple answer.I rolled my eyes, my patience wearing thin as I returned my attention to the documents in my hands. “I told you, I’m not doing that,” I finally replied after taking a moment to compose myself.“Lucy, we have to do something. The business is on a straight trajectory into the ground and us sitting

Lucy’s POV"Are you kidding me?" I spat. "Why would I ever give you this?" I cut him off before he could answer. "Why are you even asking about this watch? You've never asked for collateral before."His face shifted and for a second-just a second I could have sworn that I saw something that hinted at a glint of guilt before it was quickly masked by a smug expression. “What are you trying to say, Lucy?” he sneered. I frowned. “You know exactly what I’m trying to…” Tom’s smug grin shifted into something akin to a child-or more accurately, a dumb deer caught in headlights. I was confused for a moment as I watched him look past me and up, almost well over my head.“What are you looking at….” my worlds trailed off as I smelled a sweet and masculinely expensive cologne. A familiarly sweet and masculinely expensive cologne.“Lucy,” his smooth baritone of a voice said my name, and I knew immediately who it was.I quickly turned around and there stood Alaric, towering over me, an intimidat