Todos los capítulos de Heart of a Betrayed Wife: Capítulo 291 - Capítulo 299

“By the way, I have not heard anything from Mom and Dad. Didn't you tell them about my little Vincent yesterday?”. I asked him because I was curious. To be honest, when my cell phone rang earlier this morning, I had imagined the caller to be either my mother or my Dad, because I thought Kai must have told them about Vincent. But, the person turned out to be Joanne, who must be on her way to my apartment now. Bringing me to remember that I had not told Kai about my visitor. Well, I am certain that there was no need for that. “Oh. I forgot to tell them about it. It escaped my mind when I was busy-”. “Thinking?”. I cut him off before he could finish talking. “Tsk”. He chuckled, and allowing Vincent to hold the bottle of milk by himself, he ruffled my hair. “You smarty-pants. How did you know what I wanted to say?”. He asked me, and I had to laugh because his expression was readable and was not like it used to be, when one wouldn't be able to tell what he was thinking. “It was obvi

“Michael Rodriguez”. She repeated, but asked me immediately after, while looking worried, “What is going on, Adira? Why did you ask me such a question?”. I couldn't reply to her because I was speechless and was still trying to process what she had said to me. I was still trying to process what I had discovered. So, this Joanne and the Micheal I knew are a thing? Or rather, they used to be a thing? ‘What the’. I thought and remained speechless. “Please, am I hallucinating? Or have I lost my mind?”. I muttered, because everything felt unreal to me. I didn't even know what to say to her because guilt had started to eat me up. “Talk to me, Adira. You are scaring me”. She said and rose up from the sofa. “We need to talk, Joanne. It's important!”. I declared, and my breath was shaky due to how nervous I think I have become. “What is it? What is so important that made you become like this?”. She asked me, but at that moment, I returned to being quiet. My voice got stuc

I grabbed my shirt from the sofa, and while putting it on in a hurry, I went out of the bedroom, because I was afraid that Master Stephen was going to tell a lie to Demi. I feared that he might accuse me for what I never did. Within seconds, I arrived at the huge parlor, and joined Master Stephen and Demi at the dining table. Before I sat down, I defended myself and said, with my palm placed on my chest, “I did nothing wrong to you, Demi. I mean, why would I? I don't even remember what happened last night after we drank some beers. I can't even remember how we got to the bedroom”. She scoffed at me, lifting her chin, and looking like what I had said was nonsense. But that wasn't what took me aback. What took me aback and made me feel uneasy was when the serious looking Master Stephen began to chuckle, as if I had told a funny joke. I had to fix my gaze on Demi, who stared back at me in shock. “Why are you chuckling, Master?”. She asked him, and I sat down next to her, with my

Nathan's pov, There was chaos in the prison. Prisoners were unsettled after learning about the death of Alvin. But some of the prisoners, I didn't fail to see the smile on their faces upon hearing the news. Other than that, two of Alvin's minions… the ones who stayed in the same cell as Alvin and I, had both been taken away and kept in isolation for final judgment. I haven't forgotten the look on their faces after they were tagged as suspects. I haven't forgotten the pale look on their faces as they tried to defend themselves, while they pinned the murder on me. And me? I could not stop myself from grinning from ear to ear in secret. That bastard was really gone, and his once overconfident minions had cowered and did not dare to act out of line. I hissed, before I returned to my cell.After looking around to make sure that no one was staring at me, I bent down beside my bed and looked under it. There, I saw the piece of clothing and the fork which had assisted me in killing o

Adira's pov, Two weeks later,‘This is reality, right? This isn't a dream, right? I should probably pinch my cheek to confirm’. I thought to myself and my fingers reached out and pinched my cheek, only for me to truly realize that this was reality, and that I had won the contest I had been looking forward to. It still felt like a dream to me. Last week, just like the rest of the amazing jewelers who participated in the Glizzy jewelry contest, I submitted my creation for the final screening and judgment. Also, me and the others did our presentation.I wouldn't lie. I did my presentation pretty well, and it was weirdly thanks to my parents, but mostly thanks to Aunt Becky. They gave me the words of encouragement which I needed to get through my anxiety. “This is really happening”. I muttered.Currently, I was wearing a red dress and was standing tall on the red carpet, while reporters were busy taking pictures of me back and forth without cutting me a slack or giving me a single b