Semua Bab Revenge On My Ex-husband With His Ruthless Mafia Brother : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Caleb's POV:The car rolled to a stop at my house. Finally, I was out of jail. Fuck whoever laughed at my downfall, fuck the media. Caleb Weston was back.The press had mostly been silenced—thanks to my father pulling strings no mortal should have—but a few gutter blogs still dared to leak headlines: Fraud Prince Returns, Weston Heir or Weston Scandal? They couldn’t print the truth, but they could whisper it like poison.I adjusted my cuffs as I stepped out of the blacked-out SUV, boots crunching against the gravel that led to the Weston estate. I was supposed to feel relieved.But instead, my headache throbbed like a war drum.Then I spotted Maxwell outside. He was covered with mud, shrieking with joy as he charged across the front lawn.“DADDY!!”My two-year-old son launched at me like a missile of pure chaos. His shirt was inside out, there were grass stains on his knees, and a leaf—an actual leaf—was stuck in his hair. I blinked in disbelief as his tiny arms wrapped around my legs

Cheryse's POV My hands trembled as I stirred the tomato sauce, the wooden spoon clattering slightly against the pot. I bit my lip, trying to force a smile into place—I always looked better when I smiled—and reached for the chopping board to slice the parsley.But my mind wouldn’t shut up.He looked different.So fúcking detached, as if he was second-guessing everything, which shouldn't be happening. He’d kissed me. Carried me. Held me like I mattered. That had to mean something, right?Right?Then why did it feel like he wasn’t really there?Three years. Three damn years of my life I had given him—wasted on secret phone calls, hiding from paparazzi, being the woman in the dark. And then finally… I won. Delilah left, the divorce came, and Caleb came back to me. Three years ago, months after his marriage,he chased me down. He said he should’ve never let me go back in college and that he married Delilah because of his father. That it was all arranged. That he didn't want her– but me.

Delilah's POV: I needed air. I needed air from him because every time I'm around him, he finds sick ways to piss me off I needed air from Thorne and his secrets and his scarred neck and his maddening eyes that said things his mouth wouldn’t. So I called Naomi, and like the beautiful, dramatic queen she was, she showed up. I think she's done touring the entire building. So it's time for me to leave. “I’m not asking,” she said, sliding into the backseat beside me. “We’re going shopping. And you’re buying me things to make up for vanishing into your emo villain marriage.” I snorted. “You don’t need me to buy you things.” “No, but it feels better when I don’t spend my money.” The convoy of matte black SUVs behind us made her blink. “Um. What the hell?” “Bodyguards,” I muttered, sighing out. Of course I'll need protection from everyone since I'm basically the most talked about. And.. also protection from people that are trying to hurt me. My mind veered to Thorne's words.

Delilah's POVI shouldn’t have stayed. I should’ve climbed out the window or called the damn police. But how do you call the cops on your husband?Fuck. It's not going to make any damn sense.”Help my husband is chasing me with a gun, a day after our wedding.”My fingers trembled as I crouched lower behind the shelf in the study. I reached for my phone, only to see it smashed into jagged, useless pieces on the floor.“God,” I whispered. “Please. I’ll never drink wine again. Or binge chips. Just get me through this night without dying.”I wrapped my arms around my legs, curling tighter, feeling that cold hollow in my stomach, the one that only shows up when fear comes in wearing a familiar face. It reminded me of the time, back in college, Thorne chased me to the basement with a damn knife. What if he plays smart?What if he does something funny?What if the gun wasn’t a bluff? But knowing him, it's unlikely. He always carried out his threats back then. My mind went somewhere it shou

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