All Chapters of TILL DEATH DO US APART EX WIFE : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"A Daughter's Choice"Jane's POVI was standing outside the biggest house I'd ever seen, holding Victoria's business card and wondering if I was making a mistake. The Whitmore mansion looked like something from a fairy tale - all tall windows and stone walls and perfect gardens."Jane," Victoria said, opening the front door before I even knocked. "I'm so glad you came.""I almost didn't.""What changed your mind?""I need to know if you're telling the truth.""Then come in. Let us show you."Jonathan appeared behind Victoria, smiling but looking nervous. "Jane, welcome to our home.""This is your home?""This is where you were supposed to grow up."I followed them through rooms that looked like museums. Everything was perfect and expensive and clean. It didn't feel like a place where people actually lived."Victoria, how many rooms does this house have?""Forty-seven.""Forty-seven rooms?""Yes.""For two people?""For three people. We always hoped you'd come home."We walked up a hug

"Close Quarters"Jane's POVI was standing in front of my closet, staring at a rack of formal dresses, when my phone rang. It was Grandma Helen."Jane, dear, are you ready for tonight?""Ready for what?""The charity gala. The one you and Christian are attending together.""Christian and I are attending a gala together?""Yes. Didn't he tell you?""No, he didn't tell me.""Oh dear. Well, it's the Children's Hospital fundraiser. Very important. All the major donors will be there.""Grandma Helen, why do Christian and I need to attend together?""Because people have been asking questions about your marriage.""What kind of questions?""Questions about whether you're getting divorced. Questions about Amanda and the baby. Questions about your company.""And you want us to present a united front?""I want you to present the truth.""What truth?""That you and Christian are working things out.""Are we working things out?""Aren't you?"I sat down on my bed. "Grandma Helen, I don't know wha

"The Moment They Can't Forget"Christian's POVI was driving Jane home after the gala, trying to keep my hands steady on the wheel, when she suddenly exploded."Christian, stop the car.""What?""I said stop the car. Now.""Jane, we're on the highway.""I don't care. Pull over.""Why?""Because I can't sit in this car with you for another second without saying what I need to say."I pulled off at the next exit and parked in an empty lot next to a closed gas station. The streetlights cast long shadows across Jane's face, and I could see she was angry."What do you need to say?""I need to say that you're driving me crazy.""I'm driving you crazy?""Yes.""How?""By saying all the right things. By defending me tonight. By acting like you love me.""I do love you.""Do you? Or do you just love the idea of me?""What's the difference?""The difference is that loving me means accepting that I'm angry with you. That I don't trust you. That I might never forgive you.""I accept all of that."

"Brother's Fury" Jane's POV After John and Mary left my apartment, Paul stayed behind. He was sitting on my couch, staring at the floor, and I could tell he was building up to something. "Paul, what's wrong?" "What's wrong? Jane, are you serious right now?" "Yes, I'm serious." "Everything is wrong." "Like what?" "Like finding out my sister isn't really my sister." "Paul, I am really your sister." "No, you're not." "Yes, I am." "Jane, we don't share parents. We don't share blood. We don't share DNA." "So?" "So that means you're not my sister!" "That's not what sister means." "What does sister mean then?" "Sister means the person who grew up with you. Sister means the person who knows all your secrets. Sister means the person who would do anything for you." "Would you do anything for me?" "Yes." "Then where were you when Dad died?" I felt like he'd slapped me. "What?" "Where were you when Dad died, Jane?" "I was... I was dealing with my own problems." "Your own pr

"Two Families, One Daughter" Jane's POV I was having lunch with Sandra at a quiet restaurant downtown when I saw two groups of people walking toward our table from different directions. My heart sank when I realized who they were. Victoria and Jonathan Whitmore were approaching from the left, looking elegant and expensive in their designer clothes. John and Mary Walton were approaching from the right, looking nervous and out of place in their simple outfits. "Oh no," I whispered to Sandra. "What's wrong?" "My families are about to meet." "Both of them?" "Both of them." Sandra looked around and saw what I was seeing. "Jane, did you plan this?" "No! I had no idea they would both be here!" Victoria reached our table first. "Jane, darling, what a lovely surprise to see you here." "Victoria, what are you doing here?" "Jonathan and I were having lunch with some business associates. We saw you through the window." Before I could respond, Mary and John appeared at our table too.