บททั้งหมดของ ON YOUR KNEES, EX-HUSBAND : บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Xavier~Marcus Grigo.From the very first time I'd heard it was him, I knew I was never passing at a chance to see him again.Yes, I'd met him before as a child and even then I found him oddly disturbing. Our mothers used to be close and that was it. I remembered family gatherings where adults laughed over expensive wine while children were expected to socialize.Most kids ran around making noise.Marcus didn't.He watched.That was what I remembered most about him.He always watched.Even back then, there had been something wrong in his eyes. Something cold. Something calculating. Like he was constantly studying people and figuring out how they worked.As a kid, I couldn't explain it.As an adult, I knew exactly what it was.Predators recognized predators.And Marcus Grigo had always been one."Xavier."My thoughts were abruptly interrupted.I blinked and turned toward Damian."We're here."I looked out the windshield.The location Levi had sent us was exactly as strange as I expecte

Carla~"Honestly, Carla, what exactly were you thinking?"I winced.Not because of the pain still lingering in my body.Not because of the bruises hidden beneath my hospital gown.But because of my mother's voice.That tone.The one that always appeared whenever she was worried sick and trying very hard not to cry.I sank lower into the hospital bed."Mum...""No." She cut me off immediately."No, young lady. You don't get to interrupt me right now."I exchanged a helpless look with Larry.Unfortunately for me, my brother looked like he was enjoying this far too much."You scared everyone half to death."My mother folded her arms."Running off by yourself to confront a dangerous man? Have you completely lost your mind?"I opened my mouth.Then closed it again.Because honestly?I didn't really have a defense.At the time, storming into Marcus Grigo's residence had felt like a brilliant idea.Now?Not so much.I rubbed my forehead."I was angry.""Clearly."Larry snorted.I shot him a

Carla~The airport was crowded.Voices overlapped from every direction. Suitcases rolled across polished floors. Announcements echoed through the massive building every few minutes.Yet somehow, all I could focus on were the two sisters standing in front of me.Anya looked perfectly healthy now.No hospital bed.No oxygen tubes.No pale skin.No terrifying silence that had made me wonder if she would ever wake up again.Just Anya.Alive.Annoyingly alive.And currently smirking at me."You know," she said, adjusting the strap of her bag over her shoulder, "for someone who claims to be a strong businesswoman, you cry a lot."I immediately glared at her."I do not.""You do.""I don't.""You literally cried beside my hospital bed.""I did not."Anya pointed at Yelena."Tell her."Yelena nodded without hesitation."You cry."Traitor.I looked between the two sisters in disbelief."Unbelievable."Anya burst into laughter."You and Yelena were like two abandoned puppies.""Oh, shut up.""N

Carla~"Lily!!!"The scream left my mouth before I could stop it.One second, Greta was opening the apartment door.The next...A familiar brunette came barreling into the room like a human missile."CARLAAAA!""Oh shit..."I barely had enough time to brace myself before Lily launched herself at me.The impact sent both of us crashing backward onto the couch."Oof!""Got you!""Lily!"I burst out laughing as she squeezed the life out of me."You're crushing my ribs!""Good.""Lily!""Good!"She hugged me even tighter.I wheezed dramatically."I survived a kidnapping only to die in my best friend's arms.""You deserve it.""Excuse me?"Lily finally pulled back just enough for me to see her face.Her eyes were suspiciously shiny.And despite the playful glare she was trying to give me, I could tell she'd been worried sick.Then she smacked my shoulder.Hard."Ouch!""What the hell were you thinking?!"Another smack."Lily!""You almost got yourself killed!"Smack."And Mom and Dad have

Carla ~The Dunbar residence was once again overflowing with laughter, music, and voices. Every room seemed alive. Family friends, foundation staff, neighbors, supporters, and people who had stood beside us through the storm filled the house with an energy that felt almost unreal.My father was gone.Msybe not forever, but gone from our lives.The court had ruled in our favor.Justice had finally won.Even now, standing in the middle of the celebration with a glass in my hand, I still struggled to fully believe it.I had spent so many years convinced that he was untouchable.Too powerful.Yet somehow, here we were.Free."Carla!"A familiar voice cut through the noise.I barely had enough time to turn before Greta appeared beside me like a hurricane.Her eyes were practically glowing."Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!"I laughed."Hello to you too.""No, seriously."She shoved her tablet into my hands."You need to see this."I glanced down.Within seconds my eyes widened.The interne