All Chapters of Another Chance At Love—But Which Ex?! : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

DEENA'S POVI woke up with my head pounding—as if I was hit in the head. My mind started to clear up and what happened came back to me. I remember someone hitting me, hearing Trent's voice before everything went black."Ugh." I groaned and clutched my head. I opened my eyes but winced when the light blinded me for a second. "Mama!" "Deena." "Dee."I heard different voices around me as well as multiple footsteps approaching the bed. I didn't have to open my eyes again to figure out that I was in the hospital. "How are you feeling?" Trenton asked beside me. He helped me sit and I slowly opened my eyes to see my family surrounding the bed. "As if I fell from the second floor of a building. What happened?" I asked him and when Trent didn't answer right away, I knew what he was about to say can't be heard by Rosie."Mama! Are you okay?" Rosie cried, reaching for me with her small hands but Dan refused to let her go."You might hurt mama, baby." "No, it's fine, Dan. Really. My head

DEENA'S POV"How did you find out what she did?" Trenton asked me after a minute of silence between us.After the whole drama with Denise and after she admitted it. Trenton and I filed a case against her, her brother and her family. And somehow, we just found ourselves in his home or maybe our home. For now, none of us mentioned anything about it yet."Call it a mother's instinct, or perhaps a woman's instinct. I am angry at Denise for what she did, but on another note, I can understand the pressure she must have gotten for her family. I hope she will learn her lesson in prison." Trenton gulped and reached for my hand, which I didn't deny him. "Let's not talk about them anymore. Let's talk about us. I'm sorry about everything I said last time we saw each other. I was just... hurt about what happened and I guess I was a little overwhelmed as well. It felt like the whole world was just against us, you know? We got rid of Sandra, but I just had to lose my freaking memory and forget y

DEENA'S POVEight years. It has been eight long years since Trent and I got married. Some couples might exclude the time they were apart, but we agreed that it was a challenge to our relationship. To make us stronger. A hard test to challenge our love for each other. Whether we'll give up or fight for each other. Eight years of bittersweet memories, buckets of tears, struggles, yet our love prevailed and we were blessed with a beautiful child. "Mom would be really happy if she's still here, but I'm sure she's smiling from heaven." Daniel commented, watching me fidget and look at my own reflection every minute to check if my makeup is still intact. I turned to him and saw him holding back his emotions. My older brother could be dramatic sometimes. "I miss her so much and I wish she was here, Dan." "Oh, no, no, no. You must not cry, Deena. You will ruin your makeup! Do you want to go out there with mascara running down your cheeks?!" Claire scolded me along with Leticia, Allyson,

TRENTON'S POV"Thank you for understanding me. I miss you. We all do. I hope you are not suffering wherever you are. I hope you're at peace and happy. Don't worry about us, I will take care of our family." I placed my hand on the tomb stone, tracing the name with my fingers and removing all the dirt covering her name.A warm hand touched my shoulder and I turned around, smiling at my wife. I pulled her closer to me so we could greet her mother together. "I miss her every day, hon. Sometimes, it didn't feel like she left. I can feel her around us and I know she's protecting us from above." Our heads pressed together and we silently offered our prayers. A few minutes later, we were interrupted by a loud cry coming from our infant who's now awake."Now, now. Did you have a nightmare, little one?"I picked up my one-month old son and kissed his head. He instantly stopped crying and cooed in my arms."I carried him for nine months and almost died, but look at him choosing you as his fav

TRENTON'S POV"Congratulations on achieving the title of a billionaire at the young age of thirty-five, Mr. Outlaw! Wow! I'm half your age, but I still have a long way to go. Anyway, how do you feel about joining the billionaire's club?" "Oh, I honestly feel honored. When I started doing business, I had one goal in my mind—and that is to produce good projects that will inspire the whole world. I am not even kidding. It is flattering to have the title, but I think I'm already the richest man alive just by having my family beside me." "And that is true. Our family is our greatest treasure in life. So, Trent, what can you advise to younger people who want to become like you one day?" "When you choose to pursue your dream or something you've been wanting to do, you have to make sure that you are good at it, that you know your platform. Once you choose a path, bite it and never let it go. It's okay to lose, but once you give up, that is when you really lose your chance.""Thank you for