Todos los capítulos de On Your Knees, Mr. Ex Husband: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Dahlia swayed, her hand flying to the edge of the table for support. Her chest tightened until breathing felt like trying to inhale through shattered glass.“You…” Her lips trembled. “You’re lying for her? Why?.”His eyes met hers, but it was like he couldn’t see her, and she couldn’t recognize the man standing before her. No…he wasn’t a man in her eyes anymore. He was a Monster who had taken away everything from her, and for this, she would never forgive him.“I’m not lying for her, I’m simply saying the truth,” Silas said with a shrug, like his words wouldn’t carry the weight to ruin her and her grandmother’s lifelong dream. Dahlia had pride as a woman and never begged, but for this, she was willing to make a fool of herself just so she could save her grandmother’s dream. How could she go on knowing she failed to even do something as simple as registration?Dahlia slowly stepped forward on shaking legs and slowly went on her knees, tears ran down her face as she pleaded with Silas,

“What is going on here?” Silas asked.Of all scenarios he had in his head, this was not it.Dahlia was sprawled comfortably on the couch, wearing soft cotton pajamas, her hair twisted into a messy bun. One leg was tucked beneath her, the other lazily draped over the armrest. A plush blanket covered her lap. In one hand, she held a spoon. In the other, a tub of chocolate ice cream.Her eyes were glued to the large TV screen, where a dramatic Korean drama scene was unfolding as she giggled at the scene playing.For a moment, Silas wondered if he had walked into the wrong house. Even after calling her name, she was still glued to the T.v. Silas walked to where the remote was and switched it off, then turned to face his wife.“Dahlia?” he said slowly.Dahlia blinked, finally noticing his presence. Her gaze slid to him briefly before drifting back to the screen.“Oh. You’re home early. But why would you turn off the T.V?” She complained, standing and grabbing the remote from him.Silas open

The taxi dropped Dahlia at the grand entrance of the Scott Hotel, where crystal chandeliers spilled light onto polished marble like molten gold. Music throbbed faintly behind thick glass doors. Just from the tight security around, Dahlia knew Anna must have booked the entire hotel in case her guests got too drunk to go home. Dahlia would have rather been anywhere else, but she needed time to investigate and get her divorce in order so she had to play along for the meantime. She sighed deeply, looking at the door like it was an opening to hell.“Are you okay, ma’am? Do you want me to take you back home?” The Uber driver asked, making her shake her head sadly, “I wish I could.” She smiled, then paid him and stepped out carrying the gift box.As she was about to step into the hotel, a black Ferari stopped at the entrance, and one of the valets rushed to open the door and take the keys. Just as Joyce stepped out, Reporters swarmed around them. Silas walked out protectively, holding Joyce

The entire room seemed to hold its breath as Dahlia reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. After having been made to suffer with false accusations, she knew she had to get evidence, so she secretly recorded the conversations. Mira’s blood drained from her face as the recording played. Everyone heard what had happened, and indeed, she was guilty. After the recording ended, Dahlia stepped forward, her eyes blazing in anger,“Well?” She crossed her arms, “What are you waiting for? Get on your fours and bark!”Mira had tears now rolling down her face, and her friends were nowhere in sight as she was about to face the most humiliating moment of her life. Joyce feared that if she didn't do anything, then she'd lose her most influential connection. “Dahlia, isn't that a little extreme? It's your husband’s birthday, and you already slapped her. Why don't we just call it even?” Joyce asked.“Yes, Joyce. Always wise as ever!” Anna stepped forward. “This is unnecessary!”“And it's not

When she woke up the next morning, Dahlia felt much better and was hungry. She decided to take a shower and then headed downstairs for breakfast. Surprisingly, Silas wasn’t in his usual suit but was dressed casually in a T-shirt and sweatpants. He sat at the table, wearing reading glasses while holding a cup of coffee, and a newspaper in the other hand. As Dahlia stepped into the room, he looked up and placed the newspaper on the table, then pulled out a black card and slid it on the table. “Good morning, how was your night?”But Dahlia simply ignored him and went about her business, and went to the kitchen to make something for herself, usually Jane made her breakfast, but after the mess from the party, all the staff were needed to clean the hotel faster. “You can take our card and buy whatever you want,” Silas said, suddenly, behind her, making Dahlia jump.“I don’t want your black card, Silas.” She said calmly. Which was something that shocked Silas because Dhalia loved shopping