Semua Bab Ex-husband, You Broke The Wrong Woman : Bab 201 - Bab 210

[Elena]One week later..."You seem so happy today," Cassie nudged me just as we stepped into the mall.My lips stretched into a wide smile.Who wouldn't be as happy as I am?Darian woke up fully the next day, right after Asher called me to the hospital, and ever since then, according to the nurses, he's been sleeping and waking up like every other child.And do you know the sweetest part of it?The day I stepped into the hospital room again, knowing he was awake, with my heart thumping hard and my chest squeezing, thinking of a way my son would react to me being close.He smiled.God, he stared at me and smiled.I sat near him and he couldn't tear his gaze away from me.He hasn't gotten very comfortable speaking. The doctor said it would take him a while to regain his voice, but his eyes alone. God his eyes, the way he didn't stop staring at me.And just when I wanted to leave yesterday evening, right after I put him to sleep, he woke up, and tears were all over his eyes.I had to s

[Elena]I never thought about how I would react to this moment—not until it was staring me right in the face.For the past week, ever since Darian fully opened his eyes again, he has clung to me.Everywhere I sit, he follows. Every time I leave the room, his eyes search for me first before anyone else.So no, I wasn’t surprised when Asher told me he’d been crying before I walked in.What I wasn’t prepared for was the way my heart squeezed painfully when I actually saw it—the shine in Darian’s eyes, the way his lower lip trembled as he asked about Vienna. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just small, broken words, like his voice was still learning how to exist again.Before I could even form a response, Asher stepped closer and gently took him from my arms."Papa, are you excited to go home?" Asher asked softly.Darian blinked, his lashes fluttering as his gaze shifted from me to his father. For a second, he looked confused, like he was piecing the world together one image at a time. Then

[Elena] What the hell is wrong with this man? Asher took a step forward, then another, his face desperate, pleading. But before he could come closer, my hand shot out, rigid and sharp. "Back off, Asher." My voice snapped, cold and fierce. My eyes darted immediately toward Darian, peacefully sleeping in his bed at the far end of the room. My jaw clenched so tight it ached. I stared past Asher, fixing my gaze on the door behind him. "You’re blocking the damn way. I need to leave." He shook his head, fingers tangling in his hair as if trying to pull the chaos out with it. "Elena, just listen to me, I—" "Are you deaf? I've said it countless times that I don’t want to listen to you! Am I speaking a foreign language?" My voice came out harsher than I intended, slicing the air like a knife. Asher still stood rooted, eyes boring into mine. For a moment, it felt like he was searching for something there. I swallowed hard. My hand curled into a tight fist at my side. I hated this man. Ha

[Elena]It's been five days since we brought Darian home and things have been slowly improving.At least, that was what it looked like on the surface.But Vienna’s message still rang in my ears, looping endlessly no matter how hard I tried to push it away. I told myself she wouldn’t dare act—not now. Not when she knew exactly what she had done and why she was hiding.What she committed was punishable. She knew that.And yet, she still threatened me.Threatened me over my child.The child she ripped away from me for three years of my life.Three years I could never get back.How evil did someone have to be to do that and still feel entitled?"Are you okay?"Asher’s voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back into the room. I blinked and looked up at him from where I was seated in his living room, my body stiff despite how familiar the place had become.This had been my routine for days. Driving here every single day just to spend enough time with Darian."I’m good," I mumbled, even

[Asher]"What do you think I should do, man? Her behavior toward me is slowly killing me."I swallowed hard as I stared at Tristan. He was watching me like I was speaking a language he didn’t understand.He let out a short chuckle, lazily twirling the wine in his glass before taking a slow sip."And how exactly do you want her to behave toward you?" Tristan snapped.Hell, when it came to Elena, Tristan had never been on my side. He would defend her anywhere, anytime. That wasn’t new. It never was."No, tell me," he continued, his eyes narrowing slightly. "How do you want her to behave? You want her to hug you every time she walks in? Kiss you? Smile at you like nothing ever happened?"My chest tightened sharply at his words."I never asked for that," I said quickly. "I just—man, you needed to see her face earlier. Her expression, when I told her I’d make sure Vienna was found wherever the hell she’s hiding."My chest constricted as her face flashed in my mind. Cold. Guarded. So damn d