บททั้งหมดของ After The 99Th Time, I Chose Divorce. : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Loren’s POV “Killian, come on,” I whined, leaning against him as he guided me into the mansion. “Take the blindfold off already, it’s past 10 p.m. I’m exhausted, you’re exhausted and I just want to crash somewhere.”He paused. “First day as a celebrity and you already want to quit?”I turned, even though I was blindfolded, I could picture the smirk on his face, and his raised eyebrow. I chuckled, “We’ve been doing media runs since five am and now you made me wear these blindfolds, this better not be another surprise.”“Don’t you like surprises?” his breath hit my skin and I swallowed. “The only surprise I want right now is my bed and these heels are killing me,”I reached out, frowning when my hands touched the air. “K-Killian?” I asked, my breath hitching as I felt his hands gently removing my heels and replacing them with what felt like soft loafers. He grabbed my hands gently, stabilizing me. “Problem solved,”I swallowed, my grip on him tightening. Killian always knew when an

Loren's POV Something was wrong. I could feel it under my skin even as we sped toward the venue. I swallowed, leaning against the car seat as I clutched my chest, taking in deep breaths. Killian spent the entire night reassuring me and every hour this morning. Security was in place. The press were regulated.Every guest was vetted. Twice. Heck, Nigel was on alert. He was coming. Nigel never left the estate. So everything was going right, so why did it feel like something terrible was about to happen? I almost flinched when I felt a larger hand over mine, relief washed over me as I realised it was Killian’s. I squeezed it, scooting closer instinctively before leaning against his arm. “Everything will be fine,” He said calmly, “Trust me,”I nodded, the blinding lights from camera flashes hitting me as we pulled up at the location. The guards opened the doors and I was immediately blown away by the setup. The press went feral, snapping as many photos as they could and almo

Loren’s POV The coal never landed. My eyes opened at the same time the tray fell, hitting the ground. It took me a few seconds to realise the coal had been glued to the tray. “I knew you’d pull a fast one on us, Lovie,” Killian snared, “So we took a little precaution, I hope you don’t mind.”Lovie’s eyes locked with mine and she shook her head, stepping back. “No, no, no!” She yelled. “I won’t spare you, Loren, I won’t spare you!”She lunged at me but the police held her back. My heart twisted painfully in my chest. “No!” She yelled, trying to move, “you promised me! You said you weren’t going to call the police!”“But you didn’t keep your promises, now did you?” I found my voice. “You made a lot of promises and everyone watched you break them one by one,”Lovie had never been anything but hateful to me. And for the first time in years, I could see her clearly. She stilled, staring into my eyes as fury clouded hers.“My biggest mistake was thinking this was a petty fight betw

Loren's POV“You look amazing Loren,” he stepped into the visiting room. “It's a shame it won’t last long,”I crossed my arms. “Don’t worry about me, Mr. West. Worry about yourself and the prison time you have ahead of you.”“You should get used to being here too, because this is where you’ll end up,” I glanced at Lovie, “in a cell just as big as the one she'll rot in.” Asher stared at me for a few seconds before he burst into laughter, strolling past me to lean against the steel table. “Mr. West?” he tilted his head. “You’re so delusional, Loren.”He leaned forward. “Even now, you think you’re a victim fighting off the bad guys?” He stood. “Get out of your bubble, you’re nothing but a lying, cheating monster who played two men and is still playing the other.”I frowned, what was he on about— oh. I turned to see Lovie leaning against the wall. A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I shook my head. “Only you would fall for Lovie’s tales and bad acting.”Asher’s eyes hardened. “Do you

Loren's POV Before I could react, Grandma pulled Asher away from me and slapped him across the face. “You insolent boy! When has Loren ever left you to die?!”Asher scoffed, running his hands through his hair. “You didn’t tell, did you?” He sneered at me. “Of course, how could you? You built a perfect image in front of my Granny. The perfect, pitiful loving wife.”“Well, Granny, I’ll have you know that she's not but a treacherous liar,” he snarled. “She left me to die in that fire seven years ago just to save someone else!”“That someone else is him!” he pointed at Killian, his eyes lit with rage. “If Lovie hadn’t saved me, who knows what would have happened to me.”“These two,” he gestured between us, “They’ve been having an affair for ages, did you hear me, Grandma?”My stomach churned at his disgusting thoughts. “She's a fake! She's not the good, perfect daughter-in-law you think she is, she’s actually a slut!”Another slap echoed through the room, leaving a silence so loud, I