All Chapters of Divorce on my Birthday, Revenge on His.: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Rosina's eyes burned with pure anger as she sat in her car, glaring at the building under her black hood. She moved quietly through the dark yard, not trying to draw any form of attention to herself or let any CCTV capture her from the main entrance. The security guard at the main gate was already asleep, drugged asleep. Earlier that evening, she had made sure the food delivered to him contained enough to keep him unconscious, leaving the entire place wide open for her.She slipped through the back doors of the company, carrying a heavy gallon of fuel. Her gloved hands shook with fury as she opened it. The strong smell of gasoline quickly filled the air as she poured it over the desks, the papers, the fabrics and everything that could catch fire easily."I am going to take everything from you," Rosina whispered bitterly, shaking the gallon harder as fuel splashed everywhere "I will make sure you have nothing left... I promise you that."When the gallon was empty, she hurried back outs

With nowhere else to go, Charles came back to the Warren International Headquarters. Christmas didn't feel like Christmas at all; it hadn't for him in years. After trying everything he could to spend the day with Blue, only to have every single request rejected by Rosina, his heart was completely hollow. The gift he had painstakingly bought for his daughter remained untouched in the backseat of his car. He decided to bury himself in work, sitting behind his desk since the London takeover documents were still completely untouched.A soft knock came at the door, and Adolph stepped inside the quiet room."Oh, sir, I didn't know you were coming to the office today. I just came to drop something off," Adolph said, looking surprised to see him as he stepped further inside. "Merry Christmas, Mr. Warren."Charles looked up from his desk, looking completely exhausted. "I needed something to keep my mind busy, Adolph. I decided to work on these retirement documents from London." He paused for a

Rosina was still shaking from the text message, her eyes moving practically everywhere as she tried to piece things together. She was desperately wondering if it was really Max who had returned.Suddenly, she heard loud, frantic noises coming from the playroom where Blue and Miss Susan were. Her heart beat violently as she rushed downstairs to see what the noise was about. Opening the door, she froze in absolute horror.Standing right there was a man she hadn't seen in years and hoped never to see again. The last time she had laid eyes on him was the exact day Mrs. Camilla fell from the stairs. He looked quite different now. His short dreadlocks had grown into rough, shoulder-length locks, but his body looked even more toned and heavily strong."Max..." Rosina called his name out of sheer fear, trembling from head to toe.Max was aggressively trying to rip Blue away from Miss Susan. The maid kept shouting and crying, thinking he was a random stranger trying to kidnap the child from the

Max looked down at her, his eyes burning with so much fury. Rosina's hands held onto his as he gripped her neck, forcing her to look up into his face. The force of his hold pushed her further back into the room."You... you are hurting me," Rosina said, her face already sweating as his grip pressed harder and harder. She felt like she could have passed out right there.Then, out of nowhere, Max’s head moved fast. He leaned in and his lips crashed heavily into hers. In an instant, the distance between them vanished. Rosina’s body completely boomed under the impact, while her hands held loosely at his grip on her neck. The years he had spent overseas were fueled by a mixture of anger and a desperate longing to return to her. At this exact point, his raw desire seemed a thousand times stronger than his anger toward her.His hand brushed Rosina's head so hard, gripping her hair as if he were soaking everything from her frame. Rosina pulled back slightly, her seductive eyes slowly showing

Bianca began furiously struggling against his grip, trying to pull his arms off her. "Let me go, Charles! Let go of me!"But his hug only tightened from behind, pinning her against his chest as he begged for her to stay. He buried his face into her shoulder, refusing to let her slide away.With one final, violent shove, Bianca managed to break free from his grip. She spun around sharply to face him. Her eyes had tears in them."Why the hell are you coming after me?!" Bianca hissed, her voice shaking. "You should be running back inside to your pregnant wife!"Charles stepped closer to her, his own hands shaking as he looked at the intense pain in her eyes. "It's not true, Bianca," he said, his voice cracking as he tried desperately to make her believe him. "I swear to you, it's not true. I haven't touched her... and I have never done that..."Bianca looked at him, quickly wiping the tears from her face, refusing to show any more weakness in front of him. "Do I still look like a fool to