Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Worthless Ex-Wife's Revenge : Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

Ethan Ashford "What do you mean?" I asked. "Look at the pattern," Katherine said, pulling up a timeline on her tablet. "Victoria Wellington attacks Serena publicly through the fake videos and kidnapping. That's overt, aggressive, designed to destroy her reputation and terrify her." She pointed to another entry. "Then you have Dave Harrison, who's been stalking Serena for years. His approach is covert, obsessive, personal." "And tonight?" I asked. "Tonight is something different," Katherine said. "The person standing in your yard wasn't trying to attack. They were sending a message. And the message is specifically about the baby." "So you think there are multiple people involved," Daniel said. "I think there's a network," Katherine said. "And I think Victoria's mysterious 'Boss' is at the center of it. He or she recruited Victoria, paid off Richard, and possibly influenced or directed Dave as well." "Victoria is in jail. So who the hell was in my yard tonight?" Kath

Ethan Ashford I reached for my phone to call Daniel.That's when Katherine's phone rang.She answered immediately."Ross." A pause. Her face didn't move, but her eyes changed. "Send it to my secure server. Right now."She hung up and looked at me."That was my tech analyst," she said. "She finished tracing the IP address from the threatening text your wife received.""And?" I asked.Katherine held my gaze."It didn't originate from Dave Harrison's location," she said. "The cell tower proximity was coincidental, or manufactured. The text was routed through a VPN, but my analyst stripped the layers."She paused."The IP address traces back to Lawrence Global headquarters."The world went very still.Lawrence Global?My mind was already moving, cataloguing, calculating — when my phone buzzed.A message from Mathew Reeves, one of my perimeter guards posted on the north side of the property. Ex-military. Fifteen years in private security. A man who did not rattle easily.The message read:

Serena Ethan was out of bed in one motion, his phone already in his hand. He pressed a kiss to my forehead — quick but firm, like a promise, and then he was talking."Max." His voice was low and hard. "My wife needs immediate medical attention. Pull the car around now. I want the front entrance cleared in two minutes. Call ahead to St. Matthew's, tell them we're coming and I want Dr. Mitchell contacted personally. Move."He hung up and was already pulling on clothes."James." Another call. "Wake the house. I need Elena upstairs now with a clean towel and warm water. Tell Dr. Mitchell's emergency line we are on our way."He crossed back to me, sat on the edge of the bed, and took my face in his hands."I have you," he said. Quiet. Direct. Steady as stone. "Both of you. I have you."Elena, our head housekeeper, appeared at the door within ninety seconds — flushed, wrapped in her robe, everything Ethan asked for already in her hands. She helped me while Ethan finished dressing, both of

Marcus "Thank you," I said to the nurse as she packed up her bag.She paused at the door and turned to look at me with kind, tired eyes."She's stable for now," she said gently. "But you need to monitor her blood pressure closely. I've written down the medications she needs — make sure she takes them twice a day, morning and evening. And Marcus—" she hesitated. "She needs proper meals. Nutritious food. Her body is weak and it needs fuel to recover.""I understand," I said. "Thank you. I'll send you the rest of what I owe you by the end of the week."She nodded without pressing me on it, and I was grateful for that small mercy.The door clicked shut behind her.I stood in the corridor for a moment with my hand flat against the wall and just breathed.Stable.She was stable. That was something. That had to be enough for today.I walked back into the room and sat on the edge of the chair beside my mother's bed. She was awake, her eyes open and fixed on the ceiling. She had aged ten year

Ethan Ashford I stood in that hospital corridor and watched Marcus Wellington walk away with security guards on either side of him.The pathetic bastard had actually come here.To my wife's hospital room.After everything his family had done to her.After his father's fraud. After his sister's kidnapping attempt. After years of abuse when they were married.Marcus Wellington had the audacity, the absolute nerve, to show up here thinking he could see Serena.My hands clenched into fists at my sides.I should have had him arrested.I should have let my security guards do more than just escort him out.I should have taught him a lesson he would never forget.But I hadn't.And now I am regretting that choice."Next time," I said quietly to myself. "Next time he won't be so lucky."I turned and walked back toward Serena's hospital room.She was still sleeping when I checked on her through the window in the door.Good.She didn't need to know that Marcus had been here.She didn't need that