All Chapters of She Returned with Genius Babies, He Regretted: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Tristan’s POVThe shock of knowing that Mira is my supposed star witness has already worn off, but now somehow it comes back in full force.“What do you mean you’re working with Mira to… tie everything together?” I ask, still wary that someone here is listening.That corrupt guard isn’t here right now, but who knows? He might be working with the ones in this shift. For all I know, they’re all one big corrupt system. I definitely have reason to believe that.This has been my life for a while now. Constantly looking over my shoulder. Constantly suspicious of everyone. Constantly under the impression that someone is going to jump out and accuse me of something I didn’t do. Others would call it trauma, and maybe that is the case. But now I’m forced to call it normal.I have to admit, seeing Elena brings more hope in my chest than the trial and all the lawyer appointments combined.But I don’t want to give myself too much hope.I refuse to add anything more to her shoulders.She’s already

Elena’s POVNone of it feels real.The next day, I came to see Tristan again.But this time, he refused to come out. When I asked the officers why, they just said one thing.“He told us that you need to stop visiting. He doesn’t want to see you anymore.”I know why. It’s not because he doesn’t want to see me. It’s not because he’s being an asshole. It’s because Mira’s death has shown him what could happen to me if I continue to push this further.And like Mira, I know the risks.But unlike her, I am constantly surrounded by powerful people who would never let it happen.The guards at home have doubled. They have guard dogs now too. Cameras in every area, the whole street fenced and watched at all times. The kids are now being homeschooled, doing online classes just so they won’t have to go out. All trips outside have been kept at a bare minimum. All our offices here also got an upgrade in security.It’s difficult, dealing with all of it.Sometimes I feel like I can’t breathe.“When is

Tristan’s POVSilence rings inside the room.Benjamin keeps his eyes on my fists, which are now unfurling because of his words. His stupid grin grows bigger, like he’s enjoying the show. It’s almost as though he can feel my heart racing inside my chest.I want to ignore it. I want to just attack him right now, to make true to my promise and hurt him the worst way I know how…But I can’t move.He takes that as his chance to walk closer to me, flexing his body like he’s interacting with a toothless lion. Dangerous, but nearly harmless.“You heard me, right, Tristan?” he asks. “I’m not kidding, you know. We can make all of this disappear. You can walk out of this prison as early as today.”For a second, I let myself dream.Walking out of this prison…How many times have I dreamed of that same exact thing?And how many times have I stopped myself from dreaming that, because I already resigned to my fate of staying here forever for a crime I didn’t commit?I can’t count. I don’t know where

Tristan’s POV“Please,” I whisper to Joseph, nearly collapsing on my knees out of nerves. “She… she has to know what I did. She has to be prepared because they will fight back!”“What did you do in there, Tristan?” Joseph asked, his voice shaking as he leaned back and tried to take a closer look at the room. “What did you do to him? Do you… do you know what he’s capable of?”“I very fucking well know.” I rub a hand over my face. “Listen. I hurt him. I hurt him real bad. But not bad enough to kill him—”“Well, that’s good to know, isn’t it?” His nostrils flared, his chest heaving in panic. “Okay. Fuck. This is bad. He didn’t come here alone. He has a bunch of men waiting outside for him. They’re going to storm in here if he doesn’t come out. And he’s not going to come out because of what you did.”“I know, but…”I trail off, realizing that I have no reasonable excuse to give him. And by asking him to help me, I’m also dooming him to pain and possibly death. Also his family.I start to w

Elena’s POVIt’s been so long since I laughed. It’s been so long since I even had the reason to laugh.But Portia’s words nearly bring me to the edge. A slow, angry smile spread on my lips. It grows even wider when I see the sheer horror in her eyes, replacing the smugness and erasing it completely.“You want me to withdraw the case against your husband in exchange for Tristan’s freedom?” I ask, saying every word slowly so that she will understand how absurd all of it sounds. “You want me to withdraw my biggest chance to show the world how evil Russell is?”“You think it’s silly, but you never had the chance to do that, did you?” Portia steps closer to me, running her gaze up and down my body like she hasn’t seen me plainly before. “You can laugh. But we can have the trial right fucking now and it won’t change anything—Tristan is still set to go on trial, and you damn know well that he’s going to be charged guilty.”I can’t help it anymore. I laugh in her face. “And you think Russell i