Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Worthless Ex-Wife's Revenge : Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Ethan Ashford Two of them moved with professional efficiency, cutting off her escape route and grabbing her arms before she made it five steps."Let me go!" Isabella screamed, struggling against their grip. "Let me go! You can't do this! This is illegal! I'll call the police!""Call them," I said calmly, walking toward her. "Tell them how you've been stalking and threatening my pregnant wife. Let's see how that works out for you."Isabella stopped struggling.She looked at me with tears streaming down her face."Ethan, please," she begged. "Please, just let me explain. It's not what you think. I didn't want to hurt anyone. I was just trying to...""Why did you come to my house?" I asked, cutting her off.My voice was quiet but filled with barely controlled rage."Why did you stand outside my bedroom window and watch my wife sleep? Why did you leave a note threatening my unborn child?""I didn't mean for it to be threatening!" Isabella cried. "I just wanted her to understand what she

SerenaEthan pressed a kiss to my forehead, then stood up."I'll be back," he said quietly.I watched him disappear into the bathroom. I heard the sound of running water.I lay back against the pillow and stared at the ceiling.The baby monitor beeped softly beside me. Steady and consistent.I focused on that sound.Ethan came back a few minutes later, a towel in his hands, drying his face. He moved to the small wardrobe where his fresh clothes had been delivered and started dressing.I watched him button his shirt in silence.Then he said, "I have something to tell you."Something in his tone made me sit up."What?"He didn't stop dressing. He reached for his watch, fastened it, then looked at me."Katherine traced the IP address," he said. "The device that sent you that threatening text."I waited."It came from Lawrence Global." He continued.I stared at him."What?""The message was sent from a device connected to your executive floor network," he said. "Someone inside your compan

Ethan Ashford The Dave who had walked in from the corridor looked like he had been punched. His face had gone white.The Dave between the officers looked at his double and his expression shifted. Fast. Calculating. His eyes moved to the door.He tried to run.He took two steps.But the officers had him before he made a third, slamming him back and forcing him against the wall."Let me go!" he screamed. "Let me go, I didn't do anything, I was paid, I was just paid to do a job!""Get him down," the detective said sharply.They forced him to his knees on the floor.He was shaking violently now, tears already streaming down his face."I was paid," he kept saying. "I was paid, I didn't mean any harm, I was just doing what I was told.""Who paid you?" I stepped forward.He looked up at me and flinched."I don't know," he cried. "I swear I don't know who he is. He contacts me through encrypted messages. He calls himself the Boss. I have never seen his face, not once. He just sends money and

EthanI needed to confront Richard Morrison. Since he's also working for this so-called boss, he should be able to know something about him.The drive to his office took about fifteen minutes.We pulled up to the building and I got out, flanked by four security guards.The lobby receptionist's eyes went wide when she saw us."Mr. Ashford," she stammered.I ignored and walked past her toward the elevators."Sir, you can't just..."One cold glared from me and she went silent.My guards ensured no one followed us into the elevator.We rode up to the fifteenth floor in silence.When the doors opened, we stepped into a reception area with expensive artwork and leather furniture.Another receptionist stood up immediately."Mr. Ashford, I'm sorry, but Mr. Morrison is in a meeting right now. If you'd like to schedule...""Where is he?" I asked."I... he's in his private office, but..."I walked past her."Sir! Sir, you can't just..."I ignored her and headed down the hallway.Richard Morriso

SerenaI woke up reaching for Ethan.My hand found cold sheets.I opened my eyes.The chair beside my bed was empty. His laptop was gone. His jacket was gone.I sat up slowly and looked around the room.Nothing.Just the soft beep of the baby monitor and the quiet sounds of the hospital corridor outside.I didn't even hear him leave.I sat there for a moment, one hand on my stomach, and told myself not to worry. Ethan didn't just disappear. He always had a reason. He always had people watching over me.I reached for the glass of water on the bedside table and drank slowly.Then my phone lit up with a call. It's Dave.I stared at it.The phone rang four times while I stared at it.I put it face down on the blanket and let it ring out.A few seconds later, the notification for a text message came through.I picked it up.'Serena. I just wanted to check on you. I know things are complicated right now and I know Ethan doesn't trust me. But I need you to know that I care about what happens