บททั้งหมดของ Chaos Is My Crown: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

🖤 Jacob 🖤Growing up as a Grey meant one thing above everything else. Take what you want. Nobody ever taught me patience. Nobody taught me limits either. If I wanted something badly enough, I could have it. Forcefully if necessary. And if my actions created destruction afterward?The family cleaned it up. That was how we were raised. Power first. Consequences later. And maybe that was exactly why Stella became what she was.Because none of us ever learned where to stop.I sat silently inside my car across from Alexandra’s company building while exhaustion pressed heavily against my chest. The city moved normally around me but my entire world felt destroyed now.Somewhere above me inside that building…My wife hated me. Not temporarily angry. Not emotionally overwhelmed.No.She genuinely could not stand the sight of me anymore.And honestly?I understood why. I leaned my head back against the seat slowly while memories from earlier replayed violently inside my mind again.The way sh

🖤 Alexandra 🖤I waited quietly and patiently. Like somebody waiting for an execution date. The entire office felt suffocating now. Too silent. Too cold. My phone still rested beside me on the couch while the confirmation message stared back at me mockingly.Order successful.Amazing.My fingers tightened slowly around the edge of the couch while I stared blankly ahead. I didn’t even know how long had passed anymore.Minutes maybe.Hours maybe. Everything inside me felt numb now. Like my emotions finally burned themselves out after crying too much.Dada was dead. Papa was dying.And somehow in the middle of all that, I was pregnant with a Grey child. Life genuinely hated me.A sharp knock suddenly echoed through the office door and my body immediately stiffened.Three knocks. I hope that’s timmy here to make the delivery. My stomach twisted violently for a second and suddenly my hand pressed against it instinctively again.No.Don’t do that.Don’t hesitate now. I stood up slowly befo

🖤 Jacob 🖤My phone would not stop ringing.Even after putting it on silent mode, the damn thing kept lighting up every few minutes across the hospital table beside me like it personally wanted to ruin what little sanity I had left.Mom.Again.I stared at the screen blankly while her contact flashed for maybe the twentieth time today before the call disappeared again. Then another one came instantly afterward.Amazing.Did nobody in that family understand I did not want to speak to them right now?Actually no.They understood perfectly. They just didn’t care. I already knew why my mother kept calling too. Either she wanted me helping them find Stella faster before Alexandra got to her first…Or she wanted another conversation about how my wife destroyed the family. Maybe both honestly. At this point I genuinely did not give a fuck anymore.Not about the company.Not about the Greys.Not even about Stella disappearing.All I cared about right now was the woman laying unconscious in f

🖤 Alexandra 🖤“Will you say something?” My voice sounded exhausted even to my own ears while staring at Jayden through the video call screen. He picked up almost a minute ago yet said absolutely nothing. Just stared at me.And honestly? That somehow made me more uncomfortable than if he screamed.The hospital room stayed quiet around me except for the soft beeping of the machines nearby. I hated those sounds already. Hated the oxygen tube beneath my nose. Hated feeling weak enough to end up here in the first place.But mostly?I hated the way Jayden was looking at me right now. Like he didn’t know what to do with me anymore.“You’re starting to piss me off,” I muttered tiredly.That finally made him blink slowly before leaning back slightly in his chair.“You almost died.” Straight to the point. Very Jayden honestly. I looked away from the screen immediately afterward.“I’m still alive.”“Barely.”The word landed heavily between us.Everybody kept saying that like I was supposed to

🖤 Alexandra 🖤Nobody spoke on the ride home. Not because we had nothing to say. Because everything already said itself at the grave.The sound of that soil falling over Dada’s casket kept replaying in my head like punishment. Over and over. Like the earth itself refused to let me forget what just happened.I sat in the back seat staring out the window while the city moved like nothing important changed.People were walking. Laughing. Eating. Living. Meanwhile my entire world just got buried.Grandma Hale sat in the front passenger seat with Papa’s wheelchair folded behind us in the van. She had not said a single word since the cemetery. Not one.Grandma Hale always had words. Even when she was breaking, she still had something to say. Now she just looked out the window like her soul left the car first.Papa sat beside me in the back seat instead of the wheelchair. He insisted on it even though the nurses warned against it. Jayden tried to argue but Papa just raised his hand slightly