Lahat ng Kabanata ng My ex-husband’s nightmare: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

Victoria I never told Zoe not to tell Mason. She decided that on her own. After what happened over five years ago, she never mentioned it to him, even in person. It was as if there was a silent agreement between us to keep it a secret. We both kept it locked away in a vault. But now it's out, all those secrets are out in the open, and it has cost just what I was trying to avoid. How do you grieve the loss of two children who are still alive? Zoe and Mason are no longer with me. Now, on the edge of my bed, I stared straight into space. It has been a few days since they left, and the house has not been the same without them. One knock and I shifted my gaze to the door. It pushed open, and Rita stepped in with a tray of food in one hand. She placed the food on the table beside me. "You have to eat something," she said, her voice soft. "If you want them back, if you want to have the strength to welcome them back when they walk through the door as they will, you have to stay healthy."

Gloria I smiled, trying to look harmless. From how Victoria stood in front of the door, trying to block my view of the door, I was suspicious. There has to be something hidden inside this room. I pushed my hair back before tucking some strands behind my ear. I looked around before speaking, “I lost my way while returning, carried away by the beautiful artworks on the walls.” My eyes landed on an artwork I hadn't noticed before. I moved towards it and trailed my hand around the edges, “Where did you get them from?” I inquired curiously. This seemed to take her off the edge. “I bought it during an auction. You know how these things are.” She said with a sense of pride. I smirked, removing my hand, knowing I had zero interest in how she got the piece and wasn't ready for any lectures from her. “I see.” My voice was soft as I continued, “I'm so sorry I got lost. Is there anything I missed?” She shook her head. “No. You didn't return early, and you weren't in the restroom. Honestly, I

Mason I didn't expect Marcus to call me. His call came in while I was in the study reviewing important documents I couldn't complete at the office that day. “Why are you calling?” I asked without bothering with formalities. We weren't friends, so he had no reason to call me. “I need you to do something for me,” He said, his voice was sharp as he spoke, like this wasn't a request. I couldn't help but wonder what Marcus could want from me, even if I am not ready to do anything. “I can't,” I said without asking for details. “If you have nothing else to say, I'll be ending the call,” I stated, ready to put an end to this conversation. “It's about Lydia.” That was enough to stop me. “What about Lydia?” I said hastily, pushing the file to the side. “Lydia needs you to be with her right now,” His voice is low but firm. Although he tried to pretend I could hear traces of hesitation in his voice, as if he did not want to tell me this, but he had no other option. “What about Lydia? What ha

Lydia Dread rose to the pit of my stomach, and my breath heightened. When he took another step towards me, my already beating heart accelerated. I chewed the inside of my mouth and kept my eyes fixated on his every move. “Pius, I'll advise you to return your silly plans to the pit you dug them from. I am not known to be very forgiving.” I said, trying to keep my voice firm, knowing he'd prey on my fear if I revealed them. The light in the room reflected on his bald head. He paused, and for a moment, I let out a breath, then he raised a brow and asked, “You know my name?” A look of surprise was etched on his face. I let out a breath, relieved he wasn't jumping on me. “I told you, I am not someone you'd want to mess with. I can ruin you without lifting a finger.” Maybe it was the way I pushed my chest to exert dominance because in the next minute, he took one step back and placed his hand on his jaw, stroking it lazily as he assessed me. “You… you look familiar.” “Finally, the bell

Lydia I looked at my reflection one last time. The black short dress hugged my body perfectly, accentuating my figure. A silver necklace lay on my neck. I inhaled sharply, passing my hand over my hair cascading down my back. I had spent two hours getting ready for tonight's date. “You look beautiful.” The stylist who had done most of the work said. I smiled at her compliments, wishing Mia was here. She was the best when it came to things like this. The lady brought a black heels and placed them in front of me, “What do you think about them? It goes with your dress.” It was a black Louboutin heels. I smiled and nodded. I loved it. The heels added a few inches to my height. I walked out of the shop, heads turned, staring at me. Each step I took was bolder than the last one. My shoulders were squared as I walked, knowing that Mason was outside waiting for me with his car. Two days came a little too quickly. And while I'd love to talk about how much I didn't want to do this, I can't