All Chapters of The Devil's Wedding Ring : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

"Did you want to kill yourself so bad? And why? Got tired of getting revenge that doesn't get you anywhere and then you decided to end it all? You decided to just leave me here with all this mess?""Hold on, Daniel, okay? Because I don't understand what you're saying," I whispered, my head throbbing in time with my pulse.He snorted. He swiped through his phone and pulled up a high-resolution photo of a piece of paper. "Take a look at this. Didn't you write this? You even begged to be forgiven for everything, for everything you put everyone through. You admitted to everything, Val!! You admitted the affair with Thorne was true! You admitted to frame-ups! What is wrong with you!!"I stared at the screen. My eyes burned. It was my handwriting. Every loop of the *'L'*, the specific way I crossed my *'T's'*. It looked like it had been written in a hurry, on a piece of hotel stationery.> *"I can't carry the weight of the lies anymore. I'm sorry for the pain I've caused the Thorne family,

"So I’d be out of your sight forever? It didn't happen, Sarah. Does it disappoint you that I’m still breathing? That I might actually come back stronger than when I left?"I let my gaze run over her, the designer bag, the perfect hair, the eyes that always seemed to be calculating the next move. "Don't you dare contact my lawyer again," I warned. "I know you’ve been begging for me to dismiss the suit. Forget it. I’m going to make sure you get exactly what you deserve. I want to see you behind bars.""Val, I’m just here for us to talk," she insisted, her hands shaking."No," I said, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "You’re here because you’re scared. You’re here to make a bargain. You see the walls failing on Sterling and Cillian, and you realize you’re the next domino to fall. You want to save your own head. But tell me, Sarah... What could you possibly say that would make me forget everything? What could you offer that would make me overlook the fact that you tried to destr

The next few days were a blur of recovery and calculation. Gregory visited constantly, bringing new evidence for our mounting cases. We were on the winning side again, the internet exposure had turned the tide of public opinion. I had garnered more fans and followers than ever before, the tragic heroine fighting against the corporate Goliath.Khalid was constantly at my side, shamelessly using my "fate" as a promotion for the movie. We were still shooting the final sequences, and he was thrilled that the real-life drama was driving up the hype. He was a shark, and in this world, I needed a shark.Then Daniel started coming around more often, looking increasingly haggard. He brought updates from the police, new evidence from Jeff regarding my parents' accident. They had found the tapes."It was indeed Sarah's father," Daniel said, laying the transcript on the coffee table. "He collected a massive bribe to ensure those two didn't make it home that night."The final piece of the puzzle h

"So, like any partner would, I needed to cheer my boyfriend up. One thing about Jaxson was this: he was an extrovert, a man of vibrant energy who had very specific ways of relieving his stress and anger. He needed an escape. He was supposed to go to France next month, a trip we had already meticulously planned together after his team played. I didn't want to go out that night because of my professional commitment to the rehearsal, but Jaxson threw a fit. He begged me. He needed me there as his anchor. So, I had no choice but to forfeit my rehearsal in order to be with my boyfriend."A collective murmur rippled through the press corps. Pens scratched furiously against paper."We went to that specific underground club in masks," I continued, my gaze locking with the central camera lens. "It was the only venue where we knew we wouldn't be recognized, the only place where we wouldn't be chased by paparazzi or disturbed for simply existing. We danced together initially. Then, Jaxson left m

"Oh no, you were not!" I scoffed, pacing the floor, my fingers clutching my hair. "No one was there for me, and I went through it all alone! Do you know what it is to lose a father and a mother? Well, you still have your mother around, Daniel! I don't have anyone!!""If you're going that way," Daniel said, his voice dangerously even as he stared me down, "you could someday decide to walk back into your real father's home and claim real biological rights. I can't even do that with you. Even when you're not my real sibling, Val... just an adopted child my father took in."The word hung heavily in the air. Adopted.It stung like acid pouring into an open wound, ripping through the fragile fabric of my identity. The room seemed to tilt beneath my feet, but I refused to let him see me stumble. I didn't let that insult sit in my chest. I hardened my gaze, forcing a cruel smile onto my lips."Oh well, I have more rights than you ever will," I shot back, my voice laced with venom, "because I