All Chapters of The Billionaire's Forsaken Wife : Chapter 121 - Chapter 125

ROOSEVELT'S POVImmediately I returned from the hospital, I walked into the quiet hallway of our home, and my legs felt weak from all the running around at the hospital.My daughter Lorna ran out of her bedroom, and she threw her arms around my knees as I dropped down to the floor right away, and I pulled her body into my arms while my eyes filled with tears."Mommy, you were gone for so long," Lorna whispered, pulling back to look at my face with sad eyes."I am here now, my darling," I said, kissing her forehead while my voice broke in my throat.My little boy came running out of the bedroom right behind her, and he threw his arms around my neck with a happy cry. I held both of my children close to my chest, and I made a promise to protect them from the evil people in this world.After I tucked my children into their beds, I walked into the kitchen to prepare a simple dinner for them.My heart was still heaving and my hands trembling so much that I could barely hold the handle of th

ROOSEVELT’S POVBeatrice pulled her hands away from the female officers, and she began to weep loudly like a small child who got caught doing something bad.Her diamond rings clicked against the floor as she stretched her hands out toward Zyran’s shoes, and her fancy hair was falling all over her face."Zyran, my son, please do not do this to your own mother," Beatrice wept, looking up at him with red eyes while her body shook."Think about our family name, and think about what the high-society people will say when they see my face on the television news tomorrow," she pleaded, grabbing the bottom of his trousers with her shaking fingers."If you let these police officers take me away in handcuffs, you will ruin our family reputation forever," she said, wiping her nose with her sleeve while her voice squeaked in her throat.Immediately she said that, I felt a hot-wild anger explode inside my chest when I heard her talk about her stupid high-society reputation after everything she had

CLARA'S POV Over the next three days, I woke up every morning with one single goal inside my heart.I texted Martha constantly from morning till night, sending her sweet messages to ask about her health and her daily work and every time she told me how tired she was after washing dishes, I sent small cash gifts directly to her bank account.I watched my phone screen show the transfer confirmations, and I knew the small amounts of money I have been sending to her would be making her head turn completely."Rich people like Roosevelt will just use your youthful energy and throw you away without giving you anything good," I typed on my phone, sitting on my sofa with a cold smile on my face."You work so hard every day, but your boss lives in luxury and treats you like you do not matter at all," I added, pressing the send button while my heart burned with joy.Martha replied to my text message immediately, and her words showed that she was starting to fall into my trap."Aunty Clara, you