Your Honor, I Want A Divorce! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

I couldn't believe that my dad had purchased it from my store. His next words took me by surprise. "Notice anything else?" He spread his hands wide apart and gave me a little spin to show me everything on his body. I scoffed a laugh in utmost surprise. Staring at him fully, I noticed that his wristwatch, necklace and chained bracelet and even shoes were all from my collection. "Oh my goodness…!" I was speechless. He chuckled softly and happily. "Even my face wash and soap and lotion, everything! They are all from Gemma's collection cosmetics." I felt fresh tears well up in my eyes. My dad had been with me all this while without me knowing. I couldn't help but to pull him into my arms and hug him again. ***We all sat down at the table and enjoyed all the luxurious meals the restaurant had to offer us. It was a nine course meal. I thought I hated my dad, I thought I would curse at his face when I saw him, I thought I would walk out after telling him I no longer needed him in my

Dad tapped me gently and I blinked, his touch pulling me out of my thoughts. "Are you there? You zoned out for a while.""Oh uhm, yes. I was just... Thinking about something. So what about you, how do you already have a grandchild that isn't from me?" I arched my brow as I asked him. He smiled softly and rubbed his hands on his thighs. "Well... After I left, I was so heartbroken and also broke literally. I didn't have a single dime. I couldn't even invest in any business anymore. I knew I had to start over. "I lived on the streets and did so many dirty jobs to feed myself a meal in a day. It went on like that for a year until I had enough to rent a place. I got a white collared job thanks to my qualification. Plus I was young. During my internship, I got close to the daughter of the woman who sold fast foods close to work. They made deliveries too and she always brought things to my doorstep even when I didn't order. "I still felt guilty about your mother because I truly loved her,

THIRD POV Ella suddenly found herself feeling a little jittery. Such money would definitely call for something even bigger than sex. She told herself that whatever it was, it definitely would not be new to her. She smiled. "What do you want me to do?" Her brow arched. He let out a loud laugh and waved over the bartender. "Give us three of your best whiskeys. Whiskey is good for you right?" He asked Ella and she nodded her head. She wasn't sure she wanted to taste any more alcohol that night but she already accepted the money and she had no choice. So she could do nothing but simply nod. The bartender didn't waste any time before bringing back the bottles. She didn't know much about alcohol but she knew that those three bottles were worth millions. "Why don't you pour me a glass?" He asked her with a smug smirk on his face. "Which one?" She asked him. "A random bottle, I can drink any one." He responded. She rose from his lap and went to pour him a glass. Handing it to him, b

THIRD POV Ella was scrolling through her phone, soaking up in her bath tub. The memories of what had happened the night before was beyond her grasp but she didn't seem to mind any longer. She let out a laugh at the video of a dog playing. Another video came along and she skipped it. It was a disturbing content. But something made her scroll back to the video, maybe the fact that the sight of it brought back a fragment of what had happened the night before. She clicked the video and watched it. The face of the woman was blurred but it didn't take long for her to realize she was the one. The man hidden behind the camera was laughing hauntingly while playing with her nipples and exposed breasts. What made her even more shocked was the sound of her own laughter. The entire video was about an hour plus long and she didn't even want to think about the things he did to her body. Playing with her clit with his dick but never thrusting in. Fucking her mouth and coming all over her face.

THIRD POV Ella dressed up and went to the address given to her by Damian. It was his house but it was a castle to her. Not as big as Blaire's house though. She stared in awe at every single thing she came across. How come Jacob was not this wealthy? "He is, he is just stingy." Damian said, answering the question she asked in her head. "Hmph?" She asked. "Jacob is probably not as wealthy as me, he depends on grandpa's money while I work for my own. But he is very rich and can afford to buy a house three times the cost of where you currently live without even feeling the money leave his account." He explained. Ella's eyes widened. "What?! How sure are you of this? Why would he hide his money from me then? You must be mistaken!" Damian smiled, knowing well that she believed every single word he had said. He continued, filling her lungs with the vile and disgusting taste of truth. "Do you ever wonder why the two of you are not married?" He asked her. "Because I haven't had a chil