All Chapters of Your Honor, I Want A Divorce!: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

THIRD POV Unfortunately, Ella didn't notice the change of expression on Damian's face as she asked him to destroy Blaire. She was too busy plotting evil in her head. Damian smiled to hide the anger rising inside of him. "And how do you want me to achieve that?" He set his phone in recording and placed it casually on the bed. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it back to think for a second. "Hmm… I don't know actually. Aren't you the one fucking her? You should know how to do it since you managed to maneuver your way into her life. "I should be the one asking you how you plan to do it. But since you have asked me, I'll share some ideas with you." She sat up properly and spoke in a calm voice. "Maybe you can find a way to make her trust you completely, then you can start drawing all of her secrets from her, starting from who the father of her child is." She squinted thoughtfully. Damian himself was interested in finding out who the father of the child was. He decided to ask.

The sweet taste of chocolate brought me back to my senses on the very first bite. There was a milky delight in between the chocolate crispy and crunchy shell. There were other different kinds of chocolates, he had bought so much for me. Enough to last me for the next few days if I decided to go on an only chocolate eating diet. Fabian watched me bite into the snack with what seemed like concern. I was shaking all over. Thankfully, I had managed to calm down after receiving a hug from him and also the chocolate. I slid my phone across the table towards him with the text message on the screen. I watched him as he read through the text and when he was done, I took the liberty to explain before he would say anything. "I don't know who that message is from. I never hired a private investigator to find my dad. My mom and my dad parted ways a long time ago. It… wasn't on a good note, they never really got divorced. "He just… left. When I was a kid. So she remarried, had a child, and la

THIRD POV Ella glared at him with disgust and hatred, this only fuels Jacob to punish her. He smirked and stopped stroking her clit. "You don't want to learn, do you?" With force, he threw her into the broken pieces of his tea cup without caring about the injuries he would be inflicting on her. She screamed, unable to contain the pain. The glass easily pierced into her naked skin, leaving a bruise on her palm and her legs. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of a reaction, but tears poured from her eyes and fear caused her face to contort. If only she had known that it was a monster she was stealing from her sister. Jacob only grew more satisfied. "You think you are stubborn, don't you? Well let me tell you something, even your sister who was very stubborn yielded and became my pet, not to mention a spineless pig like you!" He spat out at her. She sobbed silently as he growled at her and didn't dare to stand up until he left the living room. She picked herself up and

Morning came and I had barely gotten any sleep. Jessica slept by my side and hugged me through the night. As the night gave way to day, I dozed off momentarily only to be awakened by my thoughts. Jessica woke up at the ring of the alarm clock and turned it off. "Good morning my sunshine." She smiled brightly and placed a kiss on my cheek. "We should sleep together more often, I like sharing a room with you."I smiled and rose to a sitting position. "Unfortunately, we are no longer in college sharing those cozy little rooms so you should grow out of it Jessica."She rolled her eyes and got out of bed. "I can already guess that you didn't get much sleep. I'll go make you some rejuvenating tea so hang on." "What about Gemma? Her teacher will get here soon." I said to her, Jessica stared at me and sighed. Almost with pity. "My poor and lost baby. It's Saturday." I pressed my lips into a thin line and nodded my head. "Sorry about that. I just have too much on my mind and I'm trying to

THIRD POV Ella felt the first ray of sun against her haggard face where she was seated, back hunched like a cat ready for attack, on her bed.She curled her arms tightly around her legs that were pressed against her breast and she didn't move. Deep dark circles had taken over her eyes, exposing a night of sleeplessness. Not even a wink. The fear of being the next to be treated like an animal forced an irritation down her throat, making her feel nauseous. The image of the bloodied man kept her awake all night, warning her of the forthcoming danger. Once, she had dozed off, and not a second later did she meet herself in her fiance's study. It would have not been anything worthy of a scare, except for the fact that she was lying in a pool of blood that seemed to flow from her head. Her body had stiffened and she felt a chill surround her. Almost like she had died but her mind refused to accept it. She convulsed, forcefully jerking her body. But it was all useless. Tears trailed d