Lahat ng Kabanata ng Divorced, But Taken By My Ex’s Uncle For Revenge: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

It’s evening, and Theo is finally about to be discharged. I’m standing at the foot of the bed, my arms folded as I watch the nurse move around Theo while checking a few things on him. It’s been almost five minutes since she’s been doing that, and it doesn’t look like she’s going to stop anytime soon, it’s making me worry. As if he can feel the worry oozing off me, Theo’s doctor who’s standing beside me closes the file he’s going through and looks up. “She’s just finishing the discharge notes,” he says, his gaze averting to them. “His vitals are stable though. There’s no swelling or delayed reaction. The teacher got him here early, and that really helped. I have no idea how bad it would’ve been if she’d come later than she did.“ I send an appreciation to Theo’s teacher in my head and exhale, nodding once as I glance at the doctor. “So he’ll be fine.” “Yes.” His tone softens as he glances back at me, then at Theo again. “But you have to be very careful going forward. Theo shoul

The moment the words leave my mouth, I watch as Adrian’s face blanches. It doesn’t even take up to a second before he glares at me hard. “What? Fuck, no,” he says. “Are you out of your mind?” “I’m not out of my mind,” I reply, tightening my hold on Theo. “I said it, and I’ll say it again — I want custody of my child.” “You’re not in the place to make such decisions,” he growls. “I have to agree first.” “And why is that?” I shoot back. “Why do you have to agree to it first before I decide to take my son if you can’t even watch out for him?” “What exactly is your problem, woman?” Karen asks. “First, you claim your husband doesn’t leave you, and then you leave the marriage to get married to his much older uncle. And now you want custody? Did you just suddenly remember you have a child?” “I didn’t just suddenly remember I have a child. I just realized he’d be better off his father and his manipulative fiance,” I shoot back. “And as for my problem? Think whatever you want to think, i

I can feel my anxiety eating away at me. Before I can fully comprehend the contents of Laurent’s text, my phone rings again, and I pick immediately, already heading to the kitchen. “What is the — “ “There’s a problem with the inheritance issue,” he interrupts, sounding a bit panicked. Just as I take a sit on the stool before the counter, he continues. “And this one might give Elias a claim over the inheritance above you.” My face bleaches instantly, my heart dropping into my stomach, and my grip tightens on my phone. “What?” “Your father isn’t ready to drop this,” he says. “He submitted new evidence to back up his claim that Elias is your mother’s son.” My dread increases, but I manage to keep my voice calm as I ask. “What evidence?” “A DNA test.” I go still. “He obtained a biological sample attributed to your mother through archived hospital records,” he continues. “The test was conducted through a certified lab, and the result shows a 99.8 percent probability that Elias is

The warm air from outside hits us the moment we step out of the law firm. Theo’s hand is small in mine, and he hasn’t said a word to me since I picked him from Laurent’s secretary. When I met them after I left Laurent’s office, they were basically in what I’d like to call a conversation. It’s not even the type of conversation I wished he’d have with me. He was speaking while she listened, dust his shirt and then answer every of his questions, and for a moment, I’d felt a twinge of jealousy at that. Because to be honest, I hadn’t expected him to engage in a conversation with her or even answer her. But at the same time, Theo had always been a talkative kid. It’s just sometime within my disappearance he seemed to change. To shut down. All because of Vivienne. At the thought of that, my chest tightens, my throat clogging up, but I push it to the back of my mind and tighten my hold on him as we move toward the road. I force myself to think about the discussion with Mr. Lauren

I don’t bother waiting for Vivienne to answer my question. I reach for Theo’s wrist and grab him immediately, pulling his small frame to my side. The moment she gets up, her own hands already reaching for him, I put myself between them before she can even stop closer. “Don’t,” I say, my voice coming out low. My veins are pulsing with a hot feeling that I don’t bother to hide, my heart racing the more I realize this woman is actually here. And she was hugging my son. The very same one I intend to take away from them. Her gaze strays to Theo who is behind me, and I block her instantly, glaring. “What are you doing here?” That’s when she looks up. Her gaze meets mine, the shock and surprise on them dissipating before her lips curl into a small smile. “Nothing,” she shrugs. “I just wanted to see him. Theo, I mean.” “He doesn’t want to see you,” I snarl. “Leave.” “Why should I?” She asks, folding her arms across her chest and arching a brow. “You saw how he hugged me back