All Chapters of The Wife Who Walked Away Richer: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Elsie’s POVA week later and things had gone even worse than I would have ever imagined. Damien remained unchanged and now, he was out of the house before I even woke up and would only come back late at night, when I had already fallen asleep.Lady Eleanor remained as controlling as ever, making sure Damien barely even had time for himself and there was me, battling with my crazy hormones and feeling dumped at the same time.Now, I was sitting in the living room and staring blankly at a cup of herbal tea, when the doors pushed open. I braced myself, expecting to see Eleanor with her usual cold and demeaning words which I was getting used to but this time, she wasn't alone. When she walked into the estate, she was followed closely by a woman I had never seen before.The stranger was undeniably high-society because she was looking polished and looked strikingly beautiful in a luxurious dress. She was holding a bag that looked a little too big for a visit and then, it was her eyes that g

Elsie’s POVAs I crashed down on the floor and let heavy sobs leave me, I didn’t know what hurt more at that moment, if it was the fact that Damien was treating me so coldly, or if it was the fact that I felt so pained he would believe his mom so much.Yes, I occasionally had mood swings because of pregnancy hormones, but there had never been a time where I acted out of the ordinary. This was the time we were supposed to bond better, but because of his mom, I was being treated like an outcast.And the fact that this was how I lost Lucas was even more painful, as I didn’t want to go through that hell again, for whatever reason. Lucas’s mom made me go through hell, but it wasn’t as bad as this, and the fact that he was now suddenly by his mom’s side made me even more confused because the last time I remembered was when I was begging him not to throw his mom out, so what had happened?When I heard a knock at the door, I quickly scrambled to my feet and tried to wipe my face, as I didn’t

Elsie’s POV"Mom," I choked out, and the moment the word left my mouth, the little control I had been trying to get snapped as I burst into fresh and bitter tears as I gripped my phone hard, wishing she was right here with me."Elsie? Sweetheart, what’s wrong? Are you hurt? Is it the baby?" My mother’s voice panicked instantly, the background noise of her television cutting off as I heard her move into a quieter room. "Zade! Come here, something is wrong with Elsie!""Mom, no, the baby is fine," I wept. "It’s... it’s everything else and I can't do this anymore, Mom. I feel like I'm losing my mind, but I'm not crazy. She’s making me look crazy.""Who, honey? Eleanor?""Yes!" I cried, happy she finally understands everything. I told her everything ranging from when Eleanor moved into the house and took the role of the owner and then, how I was being treated like a slave, and then I told her about Naveda and how she was the woman Eleanor had originally chosen for Damien and how I was bei

Damien’s POVThe office was supposed to be a place where I dictated reality like I owned it but lately, it felt like a prison because for the past two weeks, my life had been split into two uncomfortable fronts.It was a multi-billion dollar war to protect the Aegis acquisition from my mother’s corporate snipers, and a silent, heartbreaking war at home that I couldn’t seem to fix. I was constantly running on pure caffeine and adrenaline, with my chest pounding like something terrible was about to happen.But what was truly gutting me was Elsie.Ever since our argument in the bedroom, she had frozen me out entirely and when she did look at me, her eyes were so empty and defeated, they were a far cry from the woman who I had fallen in love with.I knew the pregnancy hormones were amplifying everything, but still, it never seemed to get better. I had tried to keep Elsie out of the chaos I was trying so hard to ensure but on the other hand, Elsie was getting worse.After she had broken do

Elsie’s POVMy new room felt nothing like an actual room but a cage instead because for three whole days, I was confined here and all I could do was stare through the windows to get some fresh air because it was all that hadn’t been taken away from me.My phone was gone, stripped from my hands by Dr. Vance under the guise of removing psychological triggers. There were no books, no music, and no connection to the outside world either and the only person I saw was the unblinking doctor who monitored my meals and noted my silent tears as if checking off boxes on a chart. I didn’t know if I should take it all or simply crash out.I felt like I was truly going crazy, but it wasn't because of the trauma or the pregnancy hormones, it was the isolation and suffocating loneliness that made me want to scream my lungs out. Every second of the day was consumed by a desperate, aching need for Damien because I missed his scent, his voice and his comforting words.I remembered my mother's warning, t