All Chapters of DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter thirty one

I sat on the edge of the hospital bed, the morning sun streaming through the reinforced glass of my suite. For the first time in years, the air didn't feel heavy with the scent of old ghosts. I reached down, gingerly touching the bandages on my knees. The pain was still there a sharp, insistent reminder of the ballroom floor but it no longer felt like a weight. It felt like fuel. The door opened softly, and Sarah walked in. She wasn't wearing her blazer anymore; she looked relaxed, a triumphant glint in her eyes that I hadn't seen since we were building our empire in the rainy streets of London. She was holding a tablet in one hand and two cups of real, high-end coffee in the other. "The doctor is safe," Sarah said, handing me a cup. A wide, satisfied smile spread across her face. "And his pregnant wife is even safer. My team has them at the upstate sanctuary. Silas’s men are currently being 'processed' by Tyler’s associates. They won't be bothering a

Chapter thirty two

The heavy thud against the door echoed like a heartbeat in the suddenly silent room. Silas froze, his hand still gripping the bottle of vintage red, his eyes darting toward the door with a flicker of genuine terror. "I thought you said Charlie just left!" Silas whispered, his voice cracking with a fear he couldn't quite mask. "Who the f**k is that? If it's one of Sarah's auditors..." Lydia felt a spike of adrenaline, but she didn't let it show. She adjusted her hospital gown, smoothing the sheets over her flat stomach. "Don't worry, Dad," she hissed, her voice low and commanding. "I’ve got everything under my control. Just hide the wine. Now!" Beatrice and Silas scrambled like guilty teenagers, shoving the glasses and the bottle into the luxury gift bag and sliding it under the bed. Beatrice smoothed her hair, composed her face into a mask of maternal concern, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Come in!" Lydia ordered, her voice shifting instantly back to the fragile, melodic tone of

Chapter thirty three

The air in the room felt thick and suffocating, the hum of the medical monitors sounding like a rhythmic countdown. Behind the privacy curtain, the silence was absolute as Dr. Vivian moved the ultrasound transducer across Lydia’s abdomen for the third time. She had already performed a manual check, her fingers finding only the taut, firm muscles of a woman who spent thousands on Pilates, not the soft, shifting internal landscape of early pregnancy.Vivian frowned, her eyes fixed on the black and white monitor. The screen showed nothing but the clear, empty structures of Lydia’s anatomy. No gestational sac. No flickering heartbeat. No shadow of a six week old life."I’m going to try one more angle," Vivian said, her voice devoid of emotion.Lydia lay perfectly still, her eyes burning with a mixture of hatred and fear. She watched the doctor’s face, searching for a crack, a sign of greed, or even a flicker of hesitation. But Vivian was a wall of stone.Finally, the doctor clicked the ma

Chapter thirty four

The cold, clinical world of the hospital finally fell away as I stepped out into the crisp morning air. My knees felt like they were held together by glass shards and stubbornness, but I didn't care. The armored black SUV was already idling at the curb, its tinted windows hiding the only people who made this war worth fighting.The door flew open before the car even came to a complete stop."MOMMY!"A small, frantic blur of energy launched itself toward me. Leo didn't care about my expensive silk dress or the bodyguards standing at attention. He collided with my legs, his small arms wrapping around my waist with a strength that nearly knocked me over. I hissed as the impact jarred my bruised knees, but the pain was instantly washed away by the scent of his hair the familiar smell of vanilla and home.I sank down as far as my injuries would allow, pulling him into the crook of my neck. I pressed a long, lingering kiss to his forehead, closing my eyes and breathing him in. For a moment,

Chapter thirty five

The gold-embossed check lay on the sterile bedside table, a silent witness to a failed transaction. Dr. Vivian stared at it for a long, heavy moment before looking back at me with a gaze that remained infuriatingly steady."I told you, Mrs. Vane," Vivian said, her voice dropping into a register of cold finality. "My integrity isn't for sale. I’m going to file my report, and I’m going to include the fact that you attempted to bribe a medical official to cover up a fraudulent pregnancy. Good day."She turned on her heel, the white fabric of her lab coat snapping like a flag in a storm. She reached for the door handle, her movements swift and determined. She was seconds away from walking out of that room and ending my life as I knew it."And where do you think you are going?"The voice didn't come from me. It came from my mother. Beatrice, who had been sitting in the corner like a silent observer, moved with a speed that belied her age. She grabbed Vivian’s wrist, her fingers digging int

Chapter thirty six

Dr. Vivian remained on the floor for a moment longer, her fingers trembling as she clutched the tablet that now held the digital blueprint of our greatest lie. She looked smaller now, the clinical authority she had walked in with stripped away by my father’s hands and my mother’s threats."Sign it," I repeated, my voice a low, rhythmic command. "Now."Vivian looked up at me, her eyes red rimmed and hollow. "I... I will sign it the moment your husband, Mr. Charlie, asks for it. I’ll make the document ready. I’ll ensure the portal reflects the six-week status and the discharge approval. Just... please, let me go. I need to check on my mother."I leaned in, my shadow falling over her like a shroud. I reached out and smoothed the collar of her lab coat, a gesture that was mockingly maternal. "You’ll sign it when he asks. Not a second later. And Vivian? Don’t even think about playing dirty games with me. If I see so much as a flicker of hesitation when Charlie looks into your eyes, I won’t

Chapter thirty seven

Elara povpThe shower was the first thing I needed a baptism to wash away the lingering scent of hospital disinfectant and the memory of Charlie’s hand against my face. I let the water run as hot as I could stand, the steam filling the marble bathroom until the world beyond the glass vanished. I watched the water swirl down the drain, imagining it carrying away the debris of the last forty-eight hours.When I finally stepped out, wrapped in a thick cashmere robe, I felt human again. My knees were still stiff, the bandages a stark white against my skin, but the internal shaking had stopped.I found Leo in the sunroom, surrounded by his Lego sets and a half-eaten plate of fruit. The moment he saw me, his face transformed into a beam of pure sunlight. We spent the next hour on the floor me sitting carefully on a plush cushion, him narrating a complex battle between a plastic dragon and a fleet of spaceships. It was the only kind of war I wanted to be involved in.Tyler joined us as the a

Chapter thirty eight

Charlie Vane strode through the hospital corridors, the soles of his Italian leather shoes striking the linoleum with the rhythm of a man who owned the world or was desperately trying to convince himself that he still did. His tie was loosened, his hair slightly disheveled. He had spent the last few hours in a fever dream of legal threats and corporate posturing, but all that mattered now was getting Lydia home.He found Dr. Vivian in the nurses' station, her back to him. She was hunched over a tablet, her shoulders tense."Doctor," Charlie barked, startling her.Vivian spun around, her face pale, a faint red mark still visible on the side of her neck where Silas’s fingers had dug into her skin. She looked at Charlie, and for a split second, her eyes darted to the heavy oak door of the VIP suite. She swallowed hard, her hand trembling as she handed him a digital stylus."Mr. Vane," she said, her voice sounding thin and practiced. "I’ve... I’ve finalized the discharge. Everything is re

Chapter thirty nine

The silence in the VIP suite was no longer peaceful; it was a heavy, suffocating shroud. Charlie sat in the armchair by the window, his silhouette cut sharply against the dim afternoon light. He didn't move. He didn't blink. He simply watched the rise and fall of Lydia’s chest as she played the role of the sleeping innocent.Lydia stirred, her eyelashes fluttering with the practiced grace of a stage actress. She let out a soft, delicate moan, shifting her weight beneath the silk sheets before slowly opening her eyes. She expected to see Charlie rushing to her side with a glass of water and a worried expression. Instead, she found him sitting five feet away, his eyes cold and fixed on her."My love?" Lydia’s voice was a melodic whisper, thick with artificial sleep. She offered him a small, weary smile, reaching out a hand toward him. "Are we ready to go now? I’ve been dreaming of our own bed all morning. This place... it feels so cold."Charlie didn't take her hand. He didn't move."No

Chapter forty

The Gilded Scoop smelled like childhood dream waffle cones, toasted sugar, and that sharp, freezing scent of industrial refrigerators. After the suffocating, sterile walls of the hospital, the bright pops of pastel colors and the sticky floors felt like the most beautiful things I had ever seen. I slid into a corner booth, the vinyl seat squeaking under me, and for a moment, I just breathed.Leo was already a mess. He’d gone for something called a "Galaxy Swirl," a terrifying neon blue and purple concoction that was currently migrating from his spoon to his chin, his cheeks, and the sleeves of his favorite shirt. He didn't care. He was vibrating with the kind of pure, high-voltage joy that only a five-year-old with a sugar rush can achieve."Slow down, Spider-Man," Tyler laughed. It was a low, easy sound, the kind he only made when it was just us. He grabbed a napkin and reached across the table to scrub a blue smudge off Leo’s face. "The ice cream isn't going anywhere. It doesn't hav

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