All Chapters of DEAR HUSBAND, I'M DONE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ELENA'S POV Martin and I just stared at each other, both unable to speak.I was utterly stunned. My head was spinning, and everything around me felt like it was turning. What the heck was Martin talking about?“He is very dangerous, Elena, and until his money is fully paid, Zach is as good as gone,” Martin was the first to find his voice again. “There are so many things going on that you never knew about, Elena, but it’s even worse now because Zach is on the run from this dangerous man,” Martin said sadly.“Oh my goodness, I had no idea. I’m so sorry for being unavailable all this while,” I said, tears running down my cheeks. I knew they likely would have kept it from me as they always did, but even so, if I hadn’t gone with Adrian, Dad wouldn’t have had a heart attack, and Zach wouldn’t be caught up in something so awful.Everything about it sounded so unbelievable and dangerous to me, because the Zach I had always known growing up was a well-behaved boy who avoided trouble. The one

ADRIAN’S POVAdrian strode about angrily. He removed his tie and hurled it across his office, angry and frustrated. The media was going crazy with all sorts of comments about the news that popped up that morning.What irritated Adrian even more was that Elena didn’t bother to deny it. He could clearly remember the pleased expression on the man’s face when he answered the doorbell, it was the look of someone who had just had a wonderful night.“She divorced me just to throw herself into the arms of her manager, a man who isn’t even on my level!” Adrian yelled to no one in particular.The man was nowhere near Adrian's level in terms of wealth, fame, and looks, yet Elena had chosen to disgrace him with someone like that."She asked for a divorce, and I gave it to her. She dragged me to court over the situation with Danielle and I paid dearly for that. I have been actively involved in the antenatal care of our babies, yet none of that seems to be enough for Elena," Adrian muttered to hims

DANIELLE'S POV Danielle waited for her guest in the private lounge that she had already booked. She was patient, because she was extremely happy and content. While waiting, Danielle had her best cocktail in celebration .She always knew she was a smart genius who could pull anything off, and this was just testament to it.Very soon, Adrian would be hers permanently.She had not yet succeeded in getting Adrian back into her bed to fake a pregnancy story, but as long as Elena was gone, the rest would be easy.As she had told Adrian, making a press release would turn the business blogs in his favor and it did. Danielle had never seen Adrian so relieved and happy. She had planned to take advantage of the moment to advance her plans, but Adrian received an urgent call from one of the companies that had pulled out because of the scandal, and he had to go to handle it.Soon, Adrian Hudson,” Danielle whispered to herself as she sipped her cocktail and waited for her guest.In fact, for doing

DANIELLE’S POV“I would like to have a bottle of your most expensive wine,” Danielle told the hotel staff as she walked into the hotel where she planned to meet Adrian for their supposed celebration over him not losing his company.Danielle arrived almost an hour early, but it was intentional. She needed to be there on time to make sure everything was properly prepared and set.“You are not going to escape this one, Adrian,” Danielle murmured to herself as she looked around the perfectly arranged room. Rose petals were scattered across the large soft bed in a way that made it look stylish and inviting. In the corner, just a short distance from the bed, was a small dining exclusively setup for two, two chairs and a round table. On the table were Adrian’s favorite dishes and, of course, his preferred bottle of wine. Danielle made sure everything she ordered was exactly to his taste. She wanted him completely swooned and carried away so she wouldn’t have to put in too much effort.By th

ELENA'S POV Talking to Martin did not make things any easier for me. Instead, I felt more angry, more awful, and completely miserable.“I shouldn’t have spoken to him,” I murmured to myself. Because now I feel awful.I frowned and sulked. If I had just ignored his call, I wouldn’t be feeling this awful for hiding things from him, knowing it would only increase their worry, especially with our dad’s health condition. Still, my decision was made, and there was no going back.“They would have to let me be for now so I can piece my life back together.,” I murmured to myself as I switched off my phone and lay back down, but the sleep still didn’t come.I felt a mild discomfort settle in my stomach, and I tried different sleeping positions, on my back and on my sides , to see which would work, but nothing seemed to be working.The pain, although mild, made me anxious, because it was late at night, and if it got worse and stronger, I would be left alone without any help."Please, I need y