All Chapters of Divorce on my Birthday, Revenge on His.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Rosina gasped hard as the memory snapped back into place. The same shiver that had seized her in the car rushed through her again. She shot up from the bed abruptly as her whole body trembled…“Papa…” she whispered frantically. “I need your help… again. It’s happening again.”As she tumbled forward out of fear, she kicked Charles’s phone farther across the floor.Her breath hitched….She dropped to her knees, hands shaking as she scrambled to pick it up. As she turned it on, her panic spiked when she heard footsteps climbing the stairs.Her head snapped toward the door then back to the screen.Without hesitation, her fingers moved to the call log. She deleted the record, the answered call, the incoming number and anything that could raise suspicion.The footsteps grew closer.Rosina quickly placed the phone back where it had been and rushed to the bed. She lay down, forcing her breathing to slow, eyes squeezing shut as the door handle shifted.By the time the door opened, her face had a

Bianca's hands were tied behind her back, the rope cutting painfully into her wrists. She twisted and pulled, shifting in the chair, trying to loosen it, but it didn't budge. She heard the kidnapper's voice, muffled through the cloth covering her head. "Alright, I'm doing it now."Her breath hitched as the door opened. Before she could react, strong arms pulled her up and Bianca stumbled, trying to get her footing, her bare feet scrabbling against the floor. She tried to steady herself, but the blindfold and the tights made it impossible."Please... ple...aaase..." She begged, her voice shaking, but it made no difference as she was forcefully dragged outside.The evening air hit her face instantly. She barely had time to inhale before he shoved her forward. Bianca tried to scream, but the sound came out muffled as he forced her into the back seat of a car. The door slammed.The engine started, and the car drove off. When it finally stopped, silence wrapped around her.. and all she cou

He stepped even closer after saying those words, holding her in a piercing stare. Rosina looked as if she had seen a ghost, shaking under his intense gaze.“I know you’ve missed me,” he mumbled, inhaling slowly as though breathing her in. “I’ve missed you too…..God knows my heart.” He bent down slightly so their faces were level, his lips hovering dangerously close to hers.Just as he was about to close the distance, Rosina pulled away sharply. Her back nearly hit the wall. Her eyes trembled under his stare.“You don’t own anything here,” she said, swallowing more than necessary. “Please… get out.” Her hands trembled as she gestured toward the balcony he had come from.But Max didn’t move. Instead, he stepped closer again.“Shouldn’t be here?” he repeated softly. A slow smile touched his lips. “That’s funny. Last time I checked, you didn’t have a problem with me being exactly where I am.”Her jaw tightened. “That was before. Things have changed.”“Oh?” he smirked. “Changed… or you cha

It had been hours since the chaos of the morning, and the doctor had already come to check on Bianca something she truly appreciated…She was thankful and relieved that her baby was in good condition, even after all they had both been through.That was the only thing giving her peace and keeping her alive, because Bianca knew that if not for the child growing inside her, she wasn’t sure she would still be breathing.Now she stood by the window in her room, where the sheer curtains were half drawn, allowing the pale afternoon light to spill across the floor. Her hands dangled loosely at her sides; she was not looking outdoors as her mind was elsewhere.A knock came at the door and after a familiar voice muttered something softly before the door opened.Mrs Wendy stepped inside, gently pushing a small serving trolley with covered dishes neatly arranged on top.Bianca turned from the window and her eyes fell on the food.Mrs Wendy wore a polite smile, “Good afternoon, Miss Bianca.”“I’m no

Charles walked into his office, still feeling like a stranger in his own skin. Since the morning he had woken up naked in the same bed as Rosina, nothing had felt real. It was like he was watching someone else live his life.He sank into his chair and let out a slow, heavy sigh. The world outside his office continued moving, everything was the same... The city outside his window moved as it always did. But he wasn’t the same inside, everything was frozen.Just a few days ago, he had been in Spain.....Walking through the streets Bianca once mentioned. Searching for hotels. Asking questions. Retracing places she might have visited, even the beach where she said she felt free. But there was no sign of her.From Spain, he flew to downtown Chicago, chasing a rumor that someone had seen a woman who looked like her. He turned the city upside down. Hoping she had returned quietly. Paid people to dig for answers but still there was nothing.Then he found out something that made even less sens