All Chapters of THE EX-WIFE HE COULDN'T RESIST: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Clara's Pov Silas. He was here. I didn't need to see him to know. His chilling voice made all the announcements there was. "Come on. Why are you hesitating?" Silas continued. "What is he talking about Clara, did you really push him?" Adrian asked, his face held disgust and disbelief but I didn't let it get to me anymore. He didn't care about whether I did it or not. He'd concluded that I pushed the old man before Silas added his poison laced words. "What do you think?" I started, my lip pressed into a thin line as I turned to face the monster behind me who was adding fuel to the already burning fire. "You think I'd push a man who has been nothing but kind to me? Even more than my husband? You think I'm ungrateful like you Adrian who takes love and loyalty for granted?" I spat, exchanging glances between both men. Anger flared in my chest the more I spoke and I clenched my fist to stop myself from destroying something. In the room. It wasn't the first time Adrian had concluded

Clara's povI paced the hallway. Hands fisted and pressed to my sides, brows drawn together and my eyes fixated on the polished floor. I demand an explanation for what just happened there. How did Silas get that audio he used as proof? This must be some sick joke. To think that I will go down without a fight. The door creaked open and I paused in my steps, my eyes finding his face. He'd paused when he saw me, taking me in first before letting a slight smirk cross his face before pulling the door shut behind him. He walked casually like he didn't just accuse me and provide fake evidence to back the accusation. He was about to walk past me like I was invincible but I blocked his way, my eyes boring holes into his face. With a sigh, he stopped. Raising his head like I was a pain in the arse or a pest. "Where did you get that.. thing you used to lie against me?" My voice came out loud, I didn't want to lose control but the more I tried to suppress it, the more I lost control. Sila

Clara's Pov Over the next three days, I felt something brewing between us but I fought so hard to convince myself that it was nothing. For some reason, my flimsy heart was all over the plsce and Adrian was just trying to be manipulative with his stares and little smirks. But despite what I told myself, each time I was close to him, my stupid heart continued to flutter. I'd send the maids sometimes but they would return with the food untouched. Leaving me no choice than to go myself. One of the days while I was feeding him, he asked a question that made me pause. "Who was that guy at the event?" I didn't answer at first, trying to act as though I didn't understand what he was saying. "That guy who almost threw punches at me for speaking to you." He added, reminding me of the event I'd happily forgotten and didn't want to remember. The confrontation between Adrian and Julian. "He is uhh... A friend of mine." I replied, after thinking of something suitable to tell him. Adrian d

Adrian's povI limped to the living room then headed up the stairs. Clara brushed past me, walking briskly to her room.Silas marched down the stairs, his hands in his pockets. He flashed a knowing smile my way. And Elena? She didn't make it less obvious that she was trying to get my attention.She followed behind me, asking what Clara had said to me downstairs. I didn’t answer. I gritted my teeth, in an attempt to keep my anger in check. She'd disappeared for weeks, turned her phone off and didn't even send a message once to let me know where she went or when she would be back. Yet, the first thing she's asking of after showing you is Clara. My leg throbbed with every step, but I didn’t slow down.By the time I reached the top of the stairs, Elena rushed ahead and planted herself in my path, forcing me to stop.“Adrian,” she said breathlessly. “Why are you ignoring me?”I didn’t even look at her. I sidestepped and reached for my door.She grabbed the edge before I could close it.

Clara's PovThe footsteps grew louder, there were no other rooms towards this side safe for Romeo's room. No doubt, the person was coming here. I rose to my feet, tiptoed to the closed window to take a peek by the side of the closed blinds. Silas's huge frame greeted me. He walked past the window, his face straight. His hand clutched a briefcase closely. I heard multiple footsteps at the door shortly after. The guards manned the door, blocking his path. There was a pause. No words or movements. Then a low voice. Silas's voice. "Get out of the way." It was a command but I didn't hear any movements. The guards stood still. "I demand to see my father. This is not acceptable." His voice increased this time, dripping with authority. Still, there were no movements. "The patient cannot see anyone now. He is in critical condition." An unfamiliar voice replied, I suspected it belonged to one of the guards. "You've got to be kidding. How long will he be in there? You expect me to just