Todos los capítulos de My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Not hearing any reply from Amelia’s side, Lucas panicked.“Hello, are they still bothering you?”His voice snapped Amelia out of her thoughts.“No…no.” She then said in a very sweet voice. “My love, you’re amazing, I love you. Mwah!”Lucas knew she was just acting but those words turned him into a blushing mess.“Okay, babe, go do your thing. I’ll call you once the move is done. Bye.” Amelia ended the call, still smiling from ear-to-ear.She had no clue had Lucas had taken the sudden acting spree, but she was committed anyway.Damian looked like he might explode.Since when was Amelia like this?Smiling, looking so sunny and alive.She was never this way with him.Never this playful and radiant.Yet, here she was, smiling like some lovesick teenager.Anger and jealousy coiled inside him. This wasn’t the Amelia had married who always looked dull and lifeless.How did she become so magnetic, confident and, even if he didn’t want to admit it, she was captivating his senses.As Amelia open

Across the room, Julius had quietly pulled out his phone to involve the police, but Damian’s sharp gaze locked on him.He hesitated and then reluctantly slid it back into his pocket. If he didn't need the Wright family as allies right now, he wouldn't be putting up with this circus at all. The Grahams stood simmering in silence, their faces tight with restrained fury.Inwardly, they cursed Damian, gritting their teeth at his cowardice, blaming him for this disgrace. If only they had someone stronger backing them, they wouldn't have been forced to swallow this humiliation.But Amelia couldn't have cared less about their silent rage or whispered resentment. Whatever games they played in their heads didn't concern her. As long as they stayed out of her way, she wouldn't lift a finger against them. But if they pushed their luck, she'd happily let them choke on the consequences.As the movers wrapped up, she headed toward the door without a backward glance.Damian trailed behind her, stubbo

Eve stared at Amelia’s phone, skeptically.“What do you mean by that? What are you trying to do?” She asked, her voice cold and wary.Amelia’s smile faded. Her expression hardened as her eyes reddened with sudden emotion, she held the phone close, clutching it as if it was a lifeline.“Don’t act so innocent. Remember, I’ve got video proof. It’s all in here. And the police…” She paused, her voice dropping to a whisper. “They care about evidence not baseless stories. You all are done for.”As soon as Amelia finished speaking, Eve and the others finally realized how much trouble they were in.“You snack!” Eve rushed towards Amelia. “Give me that phone…”Amelia moved back.Julius and Anna also sprang towards actions. All three of them charged toward Amelia.They couldn’t let Amelia keep that phone. If the footage got out, their reputation would be ruined.“No!” Amelia screamed as she stumbled backwards. She tried to seem as terrified as possible so she could let the police know who the rea

“You can't shoulder all that blame. It was a life-or-death decision. Your family and the Sullivan family have always stood by each other, no one would have let you die," Amelia said softly, trying to comfort him.Emotion thickened Mark’s voice. "Still...I can't help but feel like I stole Viola’s hope with my own survival."A wave of dread washed over Mark, the fear of losing Viola gnawing at his every thought. The idea that her life might slip away because of him haunted him, a torment he knew he could never escape. If Viola didn't survive, if her death was somehow his fault, it would break him in ways he couldn't begin to describe.Amelia’s voice was soft, a gentle attempt at reassurance. "Try not to let your worries consume you sometimes, fate finds a way."Mark said nothing in return. The silence in the car thickened as he slammed his foot down on the accelerator, desperate to close the distance to the hospital. Every second that passed tightened the knot of anxiety in his chest, a

“Are you moving, or do you want me to drag you out myself?" Amelia’s tone was ice-cold, her glare unwavering.Eve only lifted her chin, voice dripping with malicious satisfaction. "Kneel and apologize, and I'll let you through.Otherwise, if this patient dies, it's on your head, not mine. Amelia, I'd think carefully if I were you, this is a human life at stake. You really want that on your conscience?" Eve stood her ground, arms locked in place, ignoring the chorus of shocked murmurs and the disbelieving, outraged stares now focused on her from all sides.“How could this woman be so cold-blooded? Is she really willing to let that boy die just to prove a point?"“Do they have some kind of personal feud? If so, they should settle it behind closed doors. Holding up that boy's treatment is downright heartless. Isn't she worried about what'll happen if the boy dies?"“If the boy dies, they're certain to face legal action."“Legal action? Please. Look at her, draped in designer labels, proba