All Chapters of Goodbye, ex-husband ! My New Husband Is A Mafia Boss: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Stella POVThere are a lot of things that I expected to see in my life, and one of them was not Mary sitting at the dinner meeting that I organized, where new people employed for my company came with their spouses, so we could have dinner. It was my own way of welcoming them into my company. “Mrs. Stella, I don’t understand what you are saying,” I heard Mary’s husband say, and I turned to him and shook my head. I cannot believe that such a kind man was married to an evil person in disguise. Now I understand why Mary was acting that way ,because her husband was so kind and compassionate and would take her back no matter what nonsense she did. Seeing them together here, I finally understood that they might have gotten back together.“Mr. George, it seems like you have gotten back together with your wife?” I asked him, staring right at him. Maybe he does not know the relationship I had with Mary. I guess she wouldn’t say all the evil things she did in my ex-matrimonial home, but she can

Mary POVI know that George, my husband, is a good man, but I also know that whenever he gets angry, it is very hard to calm him down. And I know that after Stella told him everything that happened at her home while I was staying with her and Andrew, he might find it hard to forgive me.“George, don't listen to her." I cried out."I did nothing to her. I stayed with him because there was no way else I could go right now, and going back to my parents' house was not even an option. I barely talk to them, and they might not even accept me in their home,” I said, my voice shaking as I stepped toward him.“I have waited so long for a job like this. You even left me to go to another man's house just because I lost my well-paying job, and now I am going to lose this one because of you. Haven't you done enough?” George asked angrily, clenching his fists at his sides.I could tell you was angry with me, but I wanted to come him down ,so that he will tell me to leave his house, because I am not

Stella POVI know I had no ground to stand and threaten Jonathan, but how dare he use my parents as a means to threaten me, when I have not done anything to him.“Did I not tell you that you should not talk back to me?” Jonathan asked me, his voice low and dangerous. He folded his arms across his chest and stared at me. I know he has mentioned something like this before, but it is not something I'm going to listen to. Why was out of line, when he was threatening my parents?“Why would you threaten me using my parents when I did nothing? All I did was point out that I am tired and I don't know why you are angry. So I don't want you taking out your anger on me. That was what I just said,” I told him, my voice trembling but firm.Jonathan said nothing. He just walked up to me slowly, his eyes dark and unreadable.Suddenly, Jonathan grabbed me and tossed me on the bed. I gasped in shock as I landed on the bed, my heart pounding in my chest.“What are you trying to do?” I asked him, push

Mary POV (First love)I could not believe that he was talking to me this way. Maybe I could believe it now after what Stella did. But still, I should not let him talk to me like that."I was not the one who made you lose that job. You should understand that Stella wasn't going to give it to you from the start, so you shouldn't make it seem as if I was the one who did it," I told him, my voice firm as I folded my arms tightly across my chest, staring at him without blinking, my jaw clenched in anger.He started laughing all of a sudden, throwing his head back slightly, the sound loud and mocking. I stood there waiting for him to finish laughing because I did not understand what was amusing to him. My fingers curled into my palms as I watched him carefully.He placed his hands on his hips before speaking, his shoulders rising and falling as if he was trying to control his temper."So at the end of the day you're telling me that you are not the one who caused me to lose this job that I'v

Stella’s POV My first instinct was to run toward my driver, who also acted as my bodyguard. The moment he saw me running towards him, he quickened his pace, his expression alert. “Get back here, you evil witch! Do you think you can go scot-free after what you’ve done?” someone yelled behind me. I didn't even do anything wrong and now it seems as if I was a problem. Heavy footsteps thundered as they chased after me. I was wearing heels, making it hard to run, but adrenaline pushed me forward. My bodyguard suddenly stepped in front of me, spreading his arms protectively as the men closed in. “What are you doing?” one of them barked. My bodyguard sighed, “Have you forgotten she’s the boss’s wife?” My body went stiff. I turned around and saw three men standing together with the same man who had slapped my ass earlier. They were glaring daggers at my driver. I know very well that if they start fighting my driver was out numbered four vs one that was unfair, and I don't want to put