All Chapters of My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

"Brendon! Are you blind? Amelia tricked us into overpaying for that statue so we wouldn't have enough money to outbid her!" Eve snapped, her voice filled with frustration and disbelief.Damian clenched his jaw. Of course, he knew it. Amelia had baited them perfectly, and they had walked right into her trap. Still, losing his temper now wouldn't help. If they pushed her too hard, she'd just dig in her heels and refuse to sell them the painting.Taking a breath, Damian gazed at Amelia, his tone softening. "I know you still hold a grudge against us, but… couldn't you think about my grandpa? He’s always wanted to see the Wright Group rise again. If you sell me that painting, I can make it happen, and it would make her so happy."He was banking on Amelia’s respect for his grandmother. Maybe that would be enough to soften her up.But Amelia just gave a cool smile.“Then why don't you transfer all the Wright Group shares to me?" she said lightly. "I'll take over, expand it, and build it up. I

That night, Amelia lay in bed, a cooling facial mask pressed to her face, when her phone buzzed with a video call. Seeing Jessica’s name flash across the screen, she answered without a second thought.Earlier, Jessica had invited Amelia out to a friend's gathering, but Amelia had opted for a quiet night in.Amelia was just about to speak when the screen connected, then her eyes widened, and she shot upright in alarm.On the screen, Jessica sat strapped to a solid wooden chair, her mouth sealed with black duct tape.The video was shaky, and in the background, Amelia caught the sound of someone's mocking laughter and Jessica’s muffled struggling.“Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this to her?" Amelia’s expression turned glacial, her aura shifting in an instant. Her eyes burned with lethal fury. Whoever these people were, they were playing with fire.The next second, the camera shifted, and there it was. That smug, twisted smile. It was Ford! The man who was Moss's son and had lost

Cursing viciously, Ford noticed Jessica positioned not far off. He instantly lunged for a blade, intending to seize her as leverage.Yet Amelia had already anticipated every move he would make. Before he could shift his weight, a bullet shattered his kneecap.“Ah!" Ford howled, buckling beneath his fury, crumpling in helpless torment.“Wretch! Wretch!"Amelia’s cold, contemptuous eyes fixed on him, and she squeezed the trigger twice without a flicker of hesitation.Ford’s other arm and leg were shot as well, incapacitating him entirely. He crumpled, screaming and writhing in anguish.“Ah… It hurts… You wretch…"Spotting the mercenary leader still frozen like a startled deer, Ford launched another tirade. "Trash! Fire at her! You're supposed to command a team of mercenaries, and one woman reduces you to rubble! You're better off buried!"The mercenary leader, his senses finally returning, was seized with fury and drove his foot into Ford’s gut with full force“Ah!" Ford’s scream tore th

The pain hit him like lightning, searing straight through to the bone. The veins on his forehead bulged as if they'd rip through his skull.Agony! Blistering, soul-shredding agony!This woman was a monster in human skin, worse than any demon he could've imagined.Ford cursed the moment he'd decided to kidnap Jessica. He was being torn apart from the inside out, tortured to the edge of death, and then dragged back just to suffer more. The sensation was unbearable, like being carved up, piece by piece, while still alive. It was like being fed to a wild beast, one slow bite at a time.He wanted to die more than anything. And the regret consumed him. If he could turn back time, he wouldn't have dared to cross this horrifying woman.Ford had no idea how much time had passed. He hovered on the edge of death, his body broken, his spirit shattered beyond repair.Time dragged on, each second stretching into eternity. The pain Amelia inflicted on him tortured him with its cruel, relentless pace.

He trailed off, glancing warily toward the door. Dropping his voice to a whisper, he asked, "Do you know what he was up to last night?"“I do. He told me he'd captured that wretched woman's friend and was planning to lure her out and make her pay." Alexa's voice quivered, tears threatening to spill. "I didn't think he'd suffer any real losses, so I didn't call him again. But when I tried reaching him this morning, his phone was turned off…"She'd placed her trust in the dozen elite mercenaries Ford had hired. Surely, they could've taken down Amelia with ease. Yet, her chest tightened with dread, after that call yesterday, she hadn't been able to reach Ford again. Now, he had vanished without a trace.“Do you know where he went last night? Did you go look for him?" Moss questioned grimly, unease creeping into his voice. He feared something terrible had happened to his son.“I did. I went looking, but he was nowhere to be found. The place looked undisturbed, not even a drop of blood. Do