All Chapters of THE REVENGE OF THE CHUBBY HEIRESS: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-ONE: LIES ON ONE SIDE.

JESSIE“You said you loved me." Mateo was busy tying my hands because he believed that was going to be his control over me. The toothpick in between his lips fell out, and he raised his head slowly to me. “You won't understand how much I gave up for you." “But you never knew me. How can…” “The moment I laid my eyes on you, Jessie…" He raised his hand to my face and ran the back of it across the side. I shuddered in response, and he frowned. “I already knew you were the one for me." "Impossible" I was trying to get him riled up. Because once he loses his cool, he is more prone to mistakes. Even his perfectly curated plan couldn't stand the test of anger. He gripped my chin and laughed toothily. “I would show you what is impossible." He pulled me up and checked on the rope once more. He nodded to himself and dragged me to the door. "You have a unique way of showing love," I muttered. “I am glad you see it." “I don't…" I took a deep breath to stop myself. He was the one who w

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-TWO: LIKE HOME.

JESSIE“You lied to me. " Mateo’s voice was louder than normal. He was screaming and struggling, but with both hefty bodyguards on both his sides, his chances of escaping were next to none. I ignored his tantrum and got up. I helped Stephen to his feet and dusted his side. He grabbed my hand to stop me, but I pulled away, dusting him again and again. “Take him away," Stephen commanded. The men dragged Mateo away. With all of the evidence presented, there was no way he could ever escape prison at this point. “She belongs to me," Mateo screamed as he was being pulled away. We all froze, and the men holding him frowned in response. Stephen wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me flush to his side. “She was never yours," he said slowly. I spun in his hands and pressed my forehead to his chest. Tears dropped from my eyes; I sniffed, trying to stop it, but it just kept flowing down my cheeks. Stephen’s hands shakily touched the back of my head, and he began to caress it slig

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-THREE: PEACE BEFORE THE STORM.

JESSIE“We have to go find her." “Not tonight." Stephen meant what he said. He pulled me into the bed and wrapped his arms around me. I knew it would be foolish of me to try to resist. After being kidnapped and detained. Running into danger now was foolish. I shifted, and Stephen's eyes were firmly shut. “Stephen…” He looked down at me. Kissed both my eyes, his lips lingering against each eyelid for a while before he pulled away. “Go to bed, Jessie." I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be lulled to sleep. I deserved to rest. After the crazy couple of months of trying to attain peace. I woke up the next morning feeling lighter than I had slept. For the first time in days, I didn't wake up to panic calls or fear. Stephen was already up, staring at me. “Why are you looking at me like that? ” I murmured. He brushed the hair sprawled against my face behind my head and grabbed my neck, pulling me closer. His eyes darted around my face. “I want to frame this moment so I can kee

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FOUR: AN UNFAIR TRADE.

JESSIEIsabella had sent the address. It was a private room in a clubhouse. I had barely slept at all. All I could think about was what kind of trick she would have up her sleeve. I had seen how witless she could be with things like this. I didn't want to fall again. Stephen had promised we would walk hand in hand and face her. Whatever she had to say, he wanted to hear. “We never really had the chance to go on our honeymoon." I felt Stephen's hands close on mine. I looked at the driver who was trying his best to hide the hidden smile on his face.I leaned in closer and lowered my voice. “Are you asking me out on a date?” “No, I am saying we should go on our honeymoon," he said slowly, turning my hand and intertwining our fingers. ‘How could he even talk about honeymoons and dates now? When my heart was beating out of my chest, and my mind was making up all the scenarios that had not happened yet. "What's the difference?” “One is me asking… the other is mandated." “I never he

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FIVE: YOU CAN'T WIN

JESSIE“You win, and I win.” “We all win." I stared at her. At this point, all I can feel for her is pity. Somehow, even as the mastermind, she was strung along by the elders, and now she was forced to face the consequences all by herself. “You don't have the right to negotiate." Stephen took a step forward so he was in her face. His hand dropped from mine, and cold air replaced the warmth I had been feeling. “Finding evidence against Mateo is easier than you think…” he trailed off. His back was hunched over and tight enough to show the anger surging through his veins. “And her mother? She might not have grown up with her, but still, she is family after all."“She is family, and trust me, finding her would be a piece of cake." Stephen’s phone began to ring almost immediately. He drew a breath and took a step back. “See?”He answered the call and put it on speaker between us. “Tell me…” “Mrs Moore has been found. She is currently on her way to the hospital, escorted by the polic

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SIX: THE BREAK.

JESSIE “A wheelchair is overkill, Jessie." Stephen refused to get into the wheelchair. I was worried about him. And he was treating it like it was really nothing. He could have been seriously hurt. “I can walk," he said again. The nurse who was holding the wheelchair was staring at us. Her look was saying everything she was holding back from saying. “Are you still in need of the chair or…” ‘No, thank you,' Stephen spoke up before I could. “I can walk in by myself." “Then go to room three… the doctor would be in to see you shortly," she said, turning on her heels and leaving us alone in the hallway. “Why did you send her off?” “Because I don't need a wheelchair," he said. He led me to the room while I was overborne with worry for him. I knew I had to think rationally, but I couldn't stop my mind. The thought that he could have been seriously hurt couldn't leave my mind, not even for a second. The doctor was not even trying to hide his sarcastic expression when he saw the wou

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVEN: THE MOTHER THAT CAME BACK.

JESSIEA grand Harrington wedding was no easy feat. Juggling meeting up with the planner and choosing between exotic flowers flown in from Barbados and local ones was more difficult than I had anticipated. The wedding details were checked over and over again. The entertainment section of the news was covering every topic related to the wedding all day and night. “What if I just run off?” “What?” Tina’s stare at me in the mirror was the only reason I knew I had said those words out loud. I had been thinking it since the Harrington family got involved in the process. “What did you just say?” “I am thinking of running off." The woman who was piecing the dress together for me froze. I looked at her in the mirror, and she forced a smile. I could tell what she was thinking. Her finger was shaking as she pushed the pins through the fabric. "Would you please excuse us?” Tina asked, getting out of the chair, tossing the magazines to the side of the couch, and walking up to me. The at

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-EIGHT: THE COMPLETE FAMILY.

JESSIE“Once we are in there, do not let her manipulate you." I looked at Tina through the rearview mirror. She had a worried look on her face and was biting the bottom of her lip. Her eyes shot up at me. She widened them and waited for my response. "You've said that at least a million times this night…" “And you think I have said it enough?" Her voice was sharp. I took a deep breath and looked at Stephen behind the wheel. He had insisted on driving home himself, and I was glad for it. I didn't have to be under the scrutiny of his security detail for a family dinner. I grabbed his hand that was turning white on the steering wheel, and he turned to me. “You know it's not too late to turn back now," Tina said again. We snapped our gaze away from her, and I turned fully to her, feeling the seatbelt pressing into my chest. “I already gave her my word. Are you saying I should just go back on it now?” “I am saying that you don't have to be respectful to her. She won't respect you an

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-NINE: THE TEENAGE STEPHEN.

STEPHEN “Where is she?” Evelyn was standing in the doorway, refusing to let us both go in after Jessie. “Your grandfather would like a word with her," she explained, barely meeting my eyes. This was not the image of her I knew. She was one to never back down from a challenge. I guess the reality of things was finally dawning on her. She was always the one who looked me in the face when she was clearly in the wrong. Acting all self-righteous. “And I can't go in there because…?” “He won't eat her up now, would he?” she asked, finally looking up at us. “Allow them to talk for a while, and you both can come with me." "Come with you?” Tina scoffed. She looked at the door and then turned, walking out of the house. “When dinner is ready, send someone for me." I was left standing there with my mother. “Stephen, come have a word with me." I nodded, curious what she was going to say now. She led me to the room she loved sitting in. “Can I offer you anything to drink? Tea? Coffee? So

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY: WEDDED

JESSIEStephen was already awake, staring at me. I pushed my chest up with a defiant look on my face.“Take a picture; it would last longer.”“No, thank you…” He kissed my lips, fingers brushing the side of my face. “I want to stare for as long as I can.”“Ughh, so cheesy,” I murmured.I have no idea how he managed to get us to sleep over at the main house, but I was sure Tina had stormed off at some point in the night.I tried to get out of bed, but Stephen held my shoulders and pushed me back in. My eyes widened, and my lips parted slightly.“What are you doing?” My voice was in a hushed whisper.“What are you suddenly shy about?” he asked, flipping a lock of hair that had fallen over my face. “You weren't shy at all last night when you were squirming under me now, were you?”I clapped my hand to his mouth, my heart beating in my chest. “Are you allowed to say things like that?” I asked.He laughed and nodded. “I am,” his voice reverberated through my palm as he slowly pulled it awa

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