All Chapters of DEAR HUSBAND, I'M DONE: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ELENA'S POV When Clara walked into my small apartment freely as if I hadn’t been giving her cold shoulders all day, I had no choice but to close the door. I was irritated and uncomfortable but it was clear that she was a busybody type , and there was nothing I could do to push her away from me.After shutting the door, I stood there trying to calm my rising temper. When I turned to confront her, she was already sitting comfortably on my bed with a shy smile on her face.“I told you I wanted to keep things more proper and respectful with you from now on, Clara,” I began, trying hard to sound stern. If I want to pass my message across, I had to be serious withy tone, because I needed Clara to understand I meant every word. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t ignore the fact that she was the one who had led Zach into the danger he was in, and I couldn’t let that go easily. The only way I could keep myself from reacting badly was to avoid her. “So what are you doing here?” I asked C

ADRIAN'S POV Adrian stayed awake in bed, restless and unable to fall asleep. Different and conflicting thoughts kept running through his mind. He would be lying to himself if he said he wasn’t confused and worried.Not about Elena, but about Danielle It wasn’t that Adrian wasn’t worried about Elena, because up until now, he hadn’t heard anything from her, seen her, or even known where she was, although he had a strong feeling she was hiding out at her father’s house, and not that he wasn’t stunned by the whole situation with Elena’s silence and absence, but for now, it wasn’t weighing heavily on his mind.Adrian’s recent issue was Danielle.First of all, he was still regretting sleeping with her. Adrian felt regret, not out of loyalty to Elena, because she had also been unfaithful to him, but because he hadn’t yet decided if he wanted to begin anything with Danielle.Adrian had only just come out of a divorce, and the last thing he wanted was to enter another relationship, especially

ELENA'S POV I was scanned and successfully enrolled for the antenatal program immediately after my response that Adrian was dead.A certain part of me began to wrestle with feelings of guilt and restlessness over such a tremendous lie. This was the very first time in my life I had ever committed to something as reckless and bold as this, and I felt almost unbearably sick within myself, but as soon as I walked out having successfully registered, the weight of the guilt and the sickening feeling began to gradually ease off.After one of the nurses had finished attending to me and completing my registration, I went back to Reid's office, as they had been instructed to send me back to him once I was through."How did everything go?" He inquired as I walked into his office and settled down in the seat across from him."It went smoothly, thank you," I replied with a soft smile.Then I caught him gazing at me with eyes full of sympathy and sorrow. He had not worn this particular expression

ELENA'S POV “Throughout the entire day at work, I kept expecting Clara to show up, but she didn’t, which really left me uneasy and anxious. I didn’t bring my phone along to work—I never do—otherwise I would have reached out to her to know why she didn’t come.After the day’s work, I arranged all the tables and chairs, flipped the sign to “Closed,” and sat down to wait for Sandra and Marcus. Both of them had been concerned about Clara’s absence, but by late afternoon, they had stepped out together, and I didn’t want to go to bed without seeing them.While I lingered, a young beaming and lively couple wandered into the coffee shop.Excuse me, you work here, right?" The guy, who looked to be in his late thirties, questioned me.Yes sir, but we've already closed for the day," I replied.He then glanced over at his girlfriend who puckered her lips in dismay. "I told you they have closed, but you insisted on checking even after spotting the sign," he nudged her."This is your fault! If you

ELENA'S POV I completely lost it!I parted my lips to scream; it was evident that Clara had been murdered and every instinct in me was pushing me to scream, but the picture lying on her made me hold back. Zach's face was right there. Martin's face was right there. My face was right there. The photo had been snapped a few months before I had picked Adrian over my own family, so we were all very easy to identify. If I screamed now and the police showed up, it would land me in a far more complicated and dangerous situation.I stood there, terrified, wordless, frozen and completely lost.I should have moved faster, I know, but this was the very first time I had ever found myself in a situation and place like this. I was so overwhelmed that I did not even notice that Reid had walked into the room.Oh no!" He exclaimed under his breath.I turned to him with desperate eyes, silently begging him not to cry out."What happened here?" He asked."I have no idea. I walked in and found her just