All Chapters of TILL DEATH DO US APART EX WIFE : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"Blood in the Water"Jane's POVI was finally feeling calm after crying for two hours when someone knocked on my apartment door. I looked through the peephole and saw a man in an expensive suit holding a briefcase."Who is it?""My name is Mr. Blackwood. I'm a lawyer. I need to speak with you about your inheritance.""My what?""Your inheritance. May I come in?""I don't have an inheritance.""Yes, you do. A very large one."I opened the door but kept the chain lock on. "What are you talking about?""Ms. Walton, may I call you Jane?""No, you may not. And how do you know my real name?""I know many things about you.""Like what?""Like the fact that your family name is not Holmes. And it's not Doe either.""What does that mean?""It means you come from a very important family.""Sir, I think you have the wrong person.""I don't think I do. May I show you some documents?""What kind of documents?""Birth certificates. DNA tests. Financial records."I was tired of people showing up at

"The Family Storm"Jane's POVThe last thing I wanted to do was go to another Holmes family dinner, but Aunt Rose had been calling Christian all week, insisting it was "important for family unity." I was exhausted from everything with Jared and Mr. Blackwood and the leaked medical records, but Christian said we should go."It's just dinner," he said as we walked up to the front door. "How bad could it be?""With your family? Very bad.""Jane, my family loves you.""Your grandmother loves me. The rest of them tolerate me.""That's not true.""Isn't it?"Before Christian could answer, Aunt Rose opened the door. She was wearing a bright yellow dress and her biggest fake smile."Christian! Jane! So wonderful to see you both!""Hi, Rose," I said quietly."Come in, come in! Everyone's already here!"We walked into the living room, and I immediately saw Amanda sitting on the couch next to Uncle Robert. She was wearing a pink maternity dress and had her hands resting on her small but visible

"Broken Truths"Jane's POV"No," I said, standing up so fast my chair fell over. "I don't believe you."Victoria and Jonathan looked surprised. "Jane, we understand this is difficult—""Difficult? You think this is difficult?" I started pacing around the room. "You show up here at midnight with lawyers and papers and tell me my entire life is a lie, and you think it's just difficult?""We know it's shocking—""Shocking? Try impossible!" I turned to face them. "Twenty-seven years. Twenty-seven years, and now you suddenly find me?""Jane, we never stopped looking—""Really? Then where were you when I was growing up poor? Where were you when I was working three jobs to pay for college? Where were you when I was building my company from nothing?"Victoria's eyes filled with tears. "We didn't know where you were.""Or maybe you didn't want to know!""That's not true.""Isn't it? Maybe you're only here now because I'm successful. Maybe you only want me because I'm worth something!"Jonatha

"The Parents' Plea"Jane's POVI was sitting on a bench in Central Park, feeding pigeons and trying to clear my head, when I saw Victoria and Jonathan walking toward me. They were moving slowly, like they were afraid I might run away if they came too fast."Jane," Victoria said softly when they reached me. "May we sit with you?"I looked at them for a moment. They both looked tired and sad, like they hadn't been sleeping well."It's a free country," I said.Jonathan sat down on my left, and Victoria sat on my right. For a few minutes, we all just watched the pigeons eating the breadcrumbs I'd scattered."Jane," Victoria said finally, "we owe you an apology.""For what?""For showing up in your office with lawyers and papers and overwhelming you with information.""You were trying to prove who you were.""We were trying to prove who you were. And that wasn't fair.""Wasn't it?""No. You're not a problem to be solved with DNA tests and documents. You're a person. A person who has the r

"Christian's Guilt"Christian's POVI was sitting in my office at three in the morning, staring at a photo of Jane on my desk, when Alec walked in carrying two cups of coffee."Couldn't sleep either?" he said, handing me a cup."No.""Want to talk about it?""Not really."Alec sat down in the chair across from my desk. "Christian, you look like hell.""I feel like hell.""Because of Amanda?""Because of everything.""What everything?"I put down the photo and rubbed my face. "Alec, I've been thinking about the past few years.""What about them?""About how I treated Jane.""You treated her fine.""Did I?""You were a good husband.""Was I? Because when I look back, all I see are mistakes.""What kind of mistakes?""Every kind. I ignored her when she tried to tell me about her business. I dismissed her when she wanted to talk about her dreams. I made her feel small.""Christian, that's not true.""Isn't it? Alec, Jane built a two-hundred-million-dollar company, and I acted like it was