All Chapters of My Ex-Husband’s Vengeful Obsession: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Charles Remington looked every bit the powerful man in his black suit. His gaze dropped to the bag Tessa clutched against her chest. Whatever flicker of surprise he had vanished fast, replaced by something darker.“Tessa?” His voice was soft, almost gentle, and dangerous. “What were you doing in my private office?”Tessa stepped back on shaking legs, trying to keep herself steady. There was no way out.Her whole body trembled, and Remington noticed. A thin smile tugged at his lips, like her fear amused him. His eyes slid back to the bag.“What are you hiding in there?” he asked, hand outstretched. “Give it back.”Her heart slammed against her ribs. Pure fear tried to force her into obedience. But then she saw her father in her mind. Curled up in that prison cell. All the lies Charles had told. All the things he’d done.Anger swallowed the fear whole.“I know everything!” Tessa shouted. Her voice sounded braver than she felt. “I know you framed my dad for the crimes you committed!”Rem

The helicopter’s roar filled the cabin, a heavy sound that swallowed everything except the sharp tension stretching between Tessa and Nathan. She sat right beside him, so pale and still she looked carved out of wax.Nathan didn’t dare touch her. Not now, not while his head was still caught on her words. The betrayal. The fact that Tessa had secretly worked to free a man already convicted of destroying thousands of families, including his own.His hands clenched on his thighs. His clothes were still cold and damp from the rain outside Charles’s house, but it all felt distant and meaningless compared to the storm tearing through his chest.He kept staring at Tessa. Every tiny shiver. Every silent tear sliding down her cheek.Everything reminded him. Her secret visits to the prison. The hidden phone calls. Her decision to side with the enemy. With the man who had ruined Nathan’s family. She hadn’t trusted him enough to tell him the truth.A bitter taste filled his mouth. Did he really lo

The door to the hospital room clicked shut behind Nathan Hale.For the first time all day, he could breathe. At least Tessa and the baby were safe. Still, the blood test results weren’t in yet, and until they were, his mind refused to settle.Nathan leaned against the cold wall of the hallway. Tessa’s words kept ringing in his ears. Her fear of how he might react. Her insistence that Robert Caldwell wasn’t guilty.The man he’d hated for years. When he was younger, he’d pictured Robert behind bars, swallowed by misery and ruin. And he’d made that happen. Every step of the plan had been flawless, ending with Robert losing his freedom.The evidence back then had been airtight. Signatures, statements, witnesses. Everything pointed to Robert. And the guy owned the damned company. If the documents were forged, why hadn’t Robert ever asked for a forensic check? All he had to do was tell his lawyer, and they would’ve handled the lab work or asked the state to investigate. But he hadn’t. He ne

Tessa heard the sound of Nathan’s engine fading away, followed by the heavy doors of Hawthorne Estate closing. She stared at the wooden surface for several seconds, as if doing so might somehow solve all the problems already weighing on her, along with the ones still waiting ahead.The blue-eyed man with that cold, cutting gaze was clearly involved in her missing phone. Tessa was a hundred percent sure of it. That was how Nathan had found Julian. But how had he known the name? She had never saved it in her contacts.Then again, when it came to Nathan, nothing was impossible. So far, there had never been a single thing beyond his reach. Everyone and everything could be controlled.She had just taken a step forward when a tall, familiar figure appeared in front of her.“Jack,” she murmured.After such a brutal day, seeing a calming face felt like relief she hadn’t realized she was desperate for. Jack made her feel safe. He was like a shadow who always knew the right distance, staying ba

It was already ten at night, but the detective clearly had no intention of waiting any longer to say what he had just uncovered.The engine roared beneath the hood, a sound that usually calmed Nathan. Tonight, it did the opposite. His fingers tapped restlessly against the steering wheel, his gaze shifting between the road ahead and the rearview mirror. Behind them, Julian Steele’s car stayed close, clinging like a shadow.In the passenger seat, Tessa sat quietly, staring out the window. Her small hand moved slowly, gently rubbing her stomach.Nathan felt the tension in her silence. The meeting at the office earlier had left behind a sour feeling that still hadn’t faded.Without thinking, he slid his right hand off the wheel and rested it on Tessa’s thigh. The touch made her body flinch, as if pulled back from her thoughts. She turned to him, green eyes shining a little too brightly.Nathan forced himself to look back at the road. “I don’t like that guy,” he said, trying to sound calm