All Chapters of My Husband Wants An Open Marriage, Now I'm Dating His Boss: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Harvey's Pov “Does it look like I care?!” Jessica screeched, “You destroyed me Harvey. Do you know what people are saying about me now?! Everyone stares at me wherever I go! And it's all because of you! You shouldn't have been brought to our house in the first place! You should have died!” Jessica screamed, tears running down her cheeks. “What the hell are you talking about?!” I looked around, searching for my bag. Somehow, my bag had fallen and my phone was inside. I had to calm the ambulance and also the police or else this bitch will continue to go crazy! “Jessica, you just came out of prison, do you want to go back there?” I tried talking her out of it. “If you stop this now, I'll forget about everything that happened. I won't say a word about this.” Jessica laughed, her laughter echoing throughout the street, “Go back to prison? My life is already over anyway, even if I go back there, I'm going to drag you to hell with me!” Jessica revved up the engine again and drove the ca

Harvey's Pov “Hahaha… No, that can't be right.” I murmured under my breath, staggering a bit. The world was spinning slightly and my ears were ringing. “Though I would advise you to take a DNA test, sometimes, you have to use another hospital to check just in case.” The nurse added quickly but I couldn't hear her clearly. My brain was spinning out of control and her words continued to echo in my mind. Then the question which I thought was absurd popped back into my mind. What if I wasn't their child at all? What if I was adopted? And that's the reason why they hated me? But if I was adopted, why would they keep it from me? Why didn't they tell me? If they knew they would hate me, why adopt me in the first place?“Miss, if you can call your parents, please call them. The patient needs urgent blood transfusion, we can't waste more time.” "I need my phone," I choked out, my hands shaking so badly I could barely place my hands into my bag to take out my phone. But when I was finall

Harvey's Pov "Over here!" I called out, my voice echoing through the cramped room as I waved the two men toward me. They hurried over, and I pointed toward the metal box I had just pulled out of the wall. "It is locked, help me get it open. I want to know what is inside." "Yes, ma'am," one of the men replied as he crouched beside the box. He opened the toolbox he had brought with him and pulled out a thick metal crowbar before wedging it beneath the padlock. He forced it upward with all his strength, but the lock only bent slightly under the pressure. He adjusted his grip and tried again, and on the third attempt, the padlock finally snapped apart and fell onto the floor with a dull metallic clink. I immediately knelt beside the box and lifted the lid, my heart beating faster as I looked inside. The box was filled with old envelopes, folded documents, newspaper clippings, and several photographs that had been carefully preserved despite their age. A thick leather folder had been

Harvey's Pov I returned to the hospital as quickly as I could, and by the time I reached her room, I expected to find her asleep or resting quietly. Instead, when I pushed the door open, I stopped almost immediately. Gigi was awake. She was sitting comfortably or to be honest, not so comfortably against the pillows with an apple in her hand, taking small bites while her eyes darted around the room. She looked a little tense. However, it was not Gigi who caught my attention first. The blonde-haired man from the fountain that day was sitting beside her. He had his arms crossed over his chest, his glasses resting low on his nose as he watched Gigi eat her apple with an expression that was difficult to read. The sight made me blink several times, I had not expected to see him here at all. Why was he here? Before I could ask, Gigi noticed me standing at the door, and her entire face immediately brightened. "Harvey!" She practically shouted my name, causing the blonde-haired

Harvey's Pov“To be honest… I have no idea. I don't know what's going to happen… How am I even sure my real parents want me in the first place? They might have dropped me off somewhere and then these people picked me up. On my way here, I was thinking if there was even a need to try to find out my true identity. I've lived all these years without knowing it, and I'm still living till now. But I really want to know who they are. Maybe I could finally get some family affection?”Gigi knew the kind of life I had lived and how much I craved the love of parents and the pampering that they had always given Jessica. I had been jealous of Jessica for years, and it had never really been about the money or the things she owned. What I wanted was the warmth she received from the people she called her parents, the kind of affection that made her feel wanted and protected. I had spent most of my life wondering what it would feel like to have someone look at me and feel proud that I was their daug