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Chapter one-hundred-fifteen

Author: Joy Uwaka
last update publish date: 2026-06-28 21:54:10

"My baby! My baby! My belly hurts!" Lydia shrieked, her voice tearing through the quiet, refined ambiance of the lakeside terrace like a jagged blade. She lay sprawled on the hard, tiled floor, clutching her abdomen with dramatic, trembling hands as she writhed in mock agony. She looked up at the ceiling, tears springing to her eyes as she let out another loud, piercing sob. "She pushed me! She wants to kill my baby!"

The sudden, violent outbreak of noise caused an instant, hushed ripple to pas
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    The rhythmic, mechanical hiss of a state of the art ventilator was the only sound breaking the dead silence of the private ICU suite. The room was bathed in a cold, sterile blue light, smelling heavily of antiseptic and ozone.Lydia walked into the quiet, sterile ICU room, her hand clutching her chest as she forced fake tears to well up in her eyes. Her shoulders shook with a calculated, theatrical grief as she spotted Evelyn sitting perfectly upright in a stiff vinyl chair by the bedside. Evelyn looked exhausted, her face pale under the harsh fluorescent lights, but her posture remained as rigid and unforgiving as marble. Beside her, Charlie’s comatose, machine dependent body lay pinned to the bed, wrapped in white bandages, with various IV tubes running directly into his bruised arms."Oh, Charlie... my love," Lydia whimpered, her voice cracking as she rushed to the side of the bed, falling to her knees and grabbing his limp, cold hand. She buried her face in the white sheets, letti

  • DIVORCED Back To Claim What’s Mine    Chapter One-hundred Twenty-five

    Lydia walked back to her master bedroom, her heels clicking softly against the hardwood floors of the quiet mansion. Her heart was beating at a frantic, irregular rhythm. She locked the double doors behind her and stood in the center of the dark room, breathing heavily. Her parents' promises had given her a temporary wave of relief, but she knew she couldn't rely solely on Silas and Beatrice. If she wanted to survive the f**king onslaught waiting for her at Saturday's gala, she had to lock down every single loose end.She pulled out her secondary, encrypted burner phone and dialed a private number."Elena," Lydia whispered fiercely into the receiver the moment the call connected. "We need to meet. Right now. Some shit has gone down, and we need to perfect our roles before the gala tomorrow. Meet me at our usual secret spot in fifteen minutes. Don't be fucking late."Without waiting for Elena’s response, Lydia ended the call and slipped the phone back into her purse. She quickly change

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    "What the fuck do you mean she slapped him?!" Beatrice asked, her voice cracking as her jaw dropped in absolute, unadulterated shock. She gripped Lydia’s hands so tightly her manicured nails dug into her daughter's skin. "Elara? The same quiet, pathetic girl we kicked out of the family years ago? She put her hands on Charlie Vane? In public?!""Yes, she fucking did, Mom!" Lydia cried, her voice rising into a sharp, hysterical shriek as she shook her head, tears of pure, impotent rage spilling over her cheeks. "Mom, you need to see Elara now. She has changed. She has become completely fearless, and she’s out for our fucking blood! I don’t even know why the hell she came back to this town! She’s ruining everything! She’s making things so damn difficult for us, and if she exposes the fake pregnancy to Evelyn before Saturday night, we are all going to end up in a federal penitentiary!"Silas stood by the window, his face turning a dark, dangerous shade of purple as his hands clenched into

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