All Chapters of My ex-husband’s nightmare: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

MasonI stared at the girl for a while, “Is she your sister?” I asked, and he nodded gleefully. “Yes. She's the one I told you about,” he looked at her. She looked like the quiet one. Her hair is short, just below her ears. The little boy stepped to the side, letting go of her hand, which he had been holding. He placed his hand under his jaw and stared at both of us, looking from me to the little girl, then back to me.“You look so much alike, don't you think?” He asked, and I nodded before I could stop myself. Squatting to meet her height, I extended an arm, “Hey princess,” I called, and for the first time since she stood in front of me, her lips pulled slightly to the side.Pleased with the response for what will now be her nickname, I continued when she took my hand, “What's your name?” I asked. “Melanie.” She said. I repeated the name, then I looked around, and there was no one behind them. I expected to see their mom or dad, or anyone, to explain this, cause this striking re

MasonLydia disappeared from the spot she was standing before I got down. I looked around, where could she be?I found her assistant and pulled her to the side, removing her from the man she was dancing with, “where's Lydia!” She moved away from my hold and glared at me.“I'm not her keeper. She's somewhere around.” She didn't wait for my next words before walking to the hands of the same man.I walked around, pushing past people. And then, I found her. She looked uncomfortable. A man stood in front of her. He dared to hit on her? I clenched my fist, drawing a deep breath to contain the rage building inside of me. She extracted herself from him, but he was moving to grab her again. I walked over as fast as my legs could carry me. And in the next minute, my hands connected with his face, sending him across the dance floor.I grabbed her hand; her eyes were lazy, and she looked at me as though she wasn't seeing me. I've never seen a drunk Lydia. But she looked so beautiful. I stared

Victoria I took one last look at my reflection before leaving the room. I had a lunch date with Mrs. Brooks and Mrs. Everett.Stepping out of the room, I closed the door and walked down the hallway. At the side of the hallway, there was a frame. In front of it, a maid was cleaning; she stopped and turned. She bowed, saying a greeting. I walked past her. I held the rails as I walked down the stairs. It was already past 12 pm. Immediately I got to the sitting room, I was greeted by an unusual sight, an unusual presence. Mason was seated on the couch, and my daughter, Zoe, was in front of him. I haven't seen her for the past five years. She looked as young and pretty as she had always been.Was she here for a surprise visit? My steps slowed, you could barely hear my shoes clicking on the floor. Maybe they did hear but didn't want to turn.They were too engrossed in the conversation they were having. “What do you think? It's been five days.” Mason said, staring at his phone, his h

LydiaZoe is back; that was what I kept thinking about all these while staring at my screen. Why did she refuse to come back all this while? Why is she back now? What if Mom is right?Sigh!This was all too much to handle. I closed my laptop and stood.She is the cause of this all. I don't blame her for being unable to tell the truth about what happened that day. If I got a chance to go back there and know all these would be repeated, I would choose to do the same.We had a good relationship and could almost pass for sisters. I sometimes miss her. When I gave birth, at the earliest stage of my twins in my life, I found myself dreaming of coming home to meet her and playing with my babies. But that was what it was then, dreams. “Why are you back now?”I felt a small tug at my leg, “Mom.” It was Liam. I turned to him, “Baby!” I picked him up. “You didn't come down for dinner. Marcus said you have a lot of work to do,” he looked over to my laptop, “but you aren't working right now?

Mason I couldn't wrap my head around what I just heard. Julia is pregnant. And he would only help me if I got married to Julia.I wasn't aware till he mentioned it. I tried to laugh at first, thinking he was telling a joke; maybe he wanted to scare me. But when he kept a straight face, I knew he wasn't joking. “That's the only option. If you don't get married to my daughter before the end of this month, then forget about getting help from me; I'll even ensure your company gets wiped out of history.”“Are you threatening me?” I asked.One side of his lips pulled to the side, “no, it's just a warning,” he stated. I clenched my hands together. “You've been with my daughter for five years. Your first marriage didn't even last that long.” He paused and continued, “Julia is precious to me, and if you knew you didn't want her, then you should have let her go earlier, not get her knocked up and toss her to the side.”He slowed and then inhaled sharply, all this while I bit the inside of