Semua Bab Winning My Angry Ex Back: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Tom’s POVLena shuddered, her eyes sad and horrified. “Tom, you won't believe that Jack had those poor infants mutilated in front of their screaming and crying parents and made them watch. He forced me to be there and watch it too, saying that I was becoming too soft and I needed to be hardened again. It was the most gruesome scene ever. The mother fainted during the whole thing, and he made them pause until she regained consciousness so that she would see the entire thing. Then he had the parents caged so that they would continue to relive the gruesome deaths of their children.”I felt sick to my stomach. “That’s insane.”“I felt so bad for that poor woman, Tom. I’ll never forget her horrified screams for as long as I live. Listen, I have a feeling that Jack was trying to pass a message to me by killing those children in front of me. He has turned into this dreadful stranger that I don’t recognize. He’s capable of anything at this point, including hurting and killing our baby if I br

Tom’s POVThe rest of the drive passed by in a blur that was filled with stunned silence. No other headlights of cars carrying gun-wielding criminals who wanted to eliminate us chased after us for the rest of the drive.Lena was slumped against the car door on her side, against which I had propped her lifeless body. Her head was tilted at an angle that made it look like she would soon raise it to complain about something.She’d been shot a few times before, according to what she told me and the scars she showed me, but she always bounced back every time.I kept waiting for her to inhale sharply, maybe curse lightly, or perhaps make a sarcastic remark about how this wasn’t how she planned to die. Nothing of the sort happened, though. I couldn't bear to look at her.The coppery smell of her blood that permeated the car was already enough to make me nauseous, and if I looked at her and saw her mutilated head or lifeless eyes, I was either going to burst into tears, or throw up … maybe bo

Jeff’s POVA broken man, who had needlessly suffered all these years … that was who I saw as my father told me the story of what had happened to him all those years ago.I sat there in silence long after he stopped talking, feeling like the world's biggest and most cruel fool. My chest felt extremely heavy and tight as I processed everything that he had told me.I had added to this man’s suffering for nothing, wasted several years being angry at, resenting, and punishing him for something that wasn't even his fault.Still, he had never stopped trying to reach out to me, begging me to forgive him and to rekindle our relationship.I stared at the floor, trying to reconcile the man I had hated for years with the broken one who sat opposite me, with an anxious expression on his gaunt, sickly face, trying to read my face to see if I believed him or not.“Jeff? You believe me, don’t you? I’ve got a lot of evidence that shows that I’m telling the truth. I didn’t purposely decide to leave. It

Ashley’s POVI was all alone at home when the sound of a knock came on my door. Since we never received any visitors, I assumed it was Aurora and Janet who had just gotten back from the park.But it wasn’t them. Jeff, who was actually the last person I expected to see, stood there with a sheepish look on his face. He hadn’t come to work for two days now.I knew this because my new position required that I see him nearly every day, or at least, send something to his office every day, but for the past two days, he hadn’t been around and had left instructions that I was in charge.The way things suddenly changed at Wilson Global Fashions still felt so surreal to me. Suddenly, I was no longer the office pariah, but one of the highest-placed people there, and I now commanded respect.It was almost as if Claire’s presence in the office had cast a dark shadow on the atmosphere and on everyone who worked there. Now, the air felt fresher, and the atmosphere more joyful. I knew for a fact that

Ashley’s POVWhen I first invited Jeff into the house, I never imagined that I would find myself kissing him, not to mention enjoying the kiss so much that I wouldn’t want it to end, but here I was, shamelessly doing just that.A knock interrupted us just in time, which was perfect, because I was sure that if a few more minutes had passed, we might have done more than just kiss.This was exactly what I had feared would happen … that if I spent enough time with Jeff, I would somehow stupidly decide that the past didn't matter, and I would begin to find him attractive like before.Then the old feelings I used to have for him would start to surface again, and I would leave myself open to heartbreak.No, no, no! I could never let that happen. This thought flitted across my mind, just as the impossibly loud came, echoing in the otherwise empty house.The knock made Jeff and me spring apart like guilty teenagers who had been caught smooching by both their parents.My heart was racing, and m