All Chapters of An Ex-wife's Guide to Revenge: Chapter 61 - Chapter 68

ERDENI know she's lying to me, and I can't take my mind off her as she stares out of the window with her hair falling over her shoulder. I keep my eyes on the road, pretending not to notice the way she keeps swallowing hard. I'm worried that she's hiding things from me, but doesn't it make me a hypocrite when I'm hiding so much more from her? “I got a call just before you came out,” I inform her. “Arch and Cade’s passport were used to book a flight to Mexico.” That gets her attention, but she stiffens, barely showing a reaction. “When did they use the passport?” “An hour ago. They’re already in the air, but I’ve sent men after them.”She nods, still watching the cars passing by outside. There is no other reaction from her. That's when I know whatever she's hiding is important. That's very unlikely Lyssandra. She would have had a thousand rapid fire questions for me. “You’re being very quiet,” I say. “I'm fine.”“You’re not fine.” Her head turns then, just slightly. “I said I

ERDENShe doesn’t even realize what she’s just admitted. She thinks she’s hiding behind seduction, but she’s shaking. She’s trembling like she’s about to break apart.“Lys,” I murmur, sliding my hand from her waist to her face. “You’re trembling.”I jerk my hips back, pulling my cock back. She scrambles forward, as though she needs me in her hand to survive the next second. “Lyssandra! Stop.” I snarl at her, and she jolts back, looking away from me. “What's wrong?” “I’m fine.” She lies too quickly, but I catch her jaw, forcing her to look at me. “No, you're not. Stop lying to me.” She comes for my cock again, but I hold her wrist before she can touch me again. If she does, I might never get to the end of this. I am that hungry for her. I take both her wrists, and hold them against the bed firmly. “You want me to distract you so you don't have to think?” She nods. “Yes.” “I'll let you use me if you tell me what happened.” Her lips twist as she glares at me. “I wouldn't need to

LYSSANDRA A part of me wants to scream, another wants to collapse. But Erden’s arms are locked around me. If I collapse, I'll be collapsing into the arms of the man whose father was responsible for the massacre of my family. The irony of it has anger licking down my spine. I swallow, blinking away the last of my tears. “You knew?”“Not then,” he says. “Not until my brother and I had my father cornered. He knew I'd be pissed, and he used it.” “Why would it piss you off?” He leans in, his forehead resting briefly against mine. “Father knew even then that I wanted you. That I would protect you with every fibre of my being. I'm sorry, Lyssandra, you weren’t supposed to burn with them, Lyssandra.”My hands curl in his shirt. “And yet I did,” I whisper. “Just not on the outside like they did.” His thumb brushes the tear still clinging to my chin. “Then let it end tonight.”But I can’t let it end. Not now when I finally have a thread that leads to the truth.Still, when he pulls me ba

ERDENFarouk’s voice still rings in my head when I step out of Lyssandra’s office.Sir, your brothers are in Miss Veyn’s office.I’d been halfway across the city, already irritated after a board meeting that went longer than necessary. I’d driven back as though the hounds of hell were chasing me. Now that I’ve seen her with her face flushed with fury, her chest heaving, her eyes like sharp glass, I wish I’d gotten there sooner to intercept my brothers. She’d thrown a shoe at me, and the second I caught her eyes, I knew whatever they’d told her had hurt her like barbs. That was why I let the shoes hit me though she probably hadn't even expected it to. She had needed a release for all that anger festering inside her. I slam the door behind me, and find Kavev and Aksel waiting for me down the hall, both of them looking like they've just walked out of a bar fight. They're both tense and silent. “Outside,” I bite out, my voice hard enough to make Farouk flinch from beside me. I turn