บททั้งหมดของ The Return Of The Ex-pathetic Wife Of Logan Winston : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

LoganI sat in my office, tapping my jaw thoughtfully. Victoria wasn't in the office today, which was odd. Now, this explains everything about that sassy secretary. The mean face, the hatred, wasn't because we had met before, but because of Victoria. I wasn't yet sure what type of bond they shared, but from the amount of resentment I saw in her eyes yesterday, it was clear they had a tight bond. Not sisters, Harper was the only sister Victoria had. So, yeah, I was guessing friends.But what about the other female? And again, my face scoffed as my eyes fell on the picture on top of my desk. Sage, that's what Lucas called him. The same doctor I met in that hospital who threw me a look like he knew me. Now, what Lucas said yesterday, explained everything again. He knew me. They all did, but sharing an apartment was something I wasn't comfortable with.She could share an apartment with the girls, but that guy, I wasn't comfortable with it. From what I was told, they were obviously no

I drove into Oakland and parked in front of my building. I climbed down and headed to Margaret's apartment, pressing the doorbell. But got no response. I sighed and tried again, accidentally hitting the door handle, which creaked open. "She didn't lock up her house?" My eyebrow twitched and I frowned, stepping inside. This was my first time entering her house. The air here was thick with old books and dust. I glanced around, taking in the faded walls and dusty chandeliers. I scanned the place but couldn't find her. Hope she is good? My heart pounded very fast as I climbed upstairs. Margaret is just an old woman, lonely just like Kai said. I couldn't imagine Kai being taken away from me, let alone losing a baby. She's a strong woman.I stopped at her corridor and stared at the doors. All were closed except one. I swallowed and approached the open door. Peeking inside, I saw her staring into an album with her back turned on me. "Margaret," I called, but she didn't respond. "Marga

LoganI could feel my head banging so hard. I knew Victoria was at home, probably watching me from her house, refusing to open the door because her car was parked right in front of her house. You can't tell me she wasn't home. I could feel it; she was home. But, as usual, she had pretended otherwise.I swallowed. My saliva bobbing up and down my Adam's apple in frustration. I took the next turn, heading home, and that’s when my mind drifted back to the old woman I saw standing behind the window at the building after Victoria’s house looking down at me. I couldn't make out her face well, but the way she was staring at me seemed kinda creepy. More reasons why I don't love the idea that my son is staying there. That area and everyone there freaks me the hell out. I wonder how on earth Victoria even found a place like that.I groaned in annoyance and reversed my car. My mansion came into view, almost within reach, and my gaze furrowed as they fell on the group of reporters standing i

Matilda's eyes narrowed as she turned to me. "What does he want?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of disgust, her lips curling downward.My expression was nonchalant, but I am sure that Matilda can detect a flicker of unease in my eyes. "I had no idea," I muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.Her suspicious gaze was fixed on me. I looked away. And took a huge gulp from the soda, the fizzy liquid burning my throat. "So, how far, with this your new guy?" I asked, forcing a smile onto my face as I tried to shove the nagging thoughts aside.Matilda was smart enough to get the hint so she didn’t push it any further. She breathed out and gave me a nasty smile. Alright, something is definitely up. Her eyes darted across the kitchen before settling on my face. I raised my chin and she chuckled. “He will be coming to see you, tomorrow," I froze instantly. My gaze widened and my grip on the soda can tightened. “Tilda!" I exclaimed, my voice rising. I was stunned- anyone

I downed the fourth cup of water and smashed it hard against the plain kitchen counter. I ruffled my hair and puffed out frustrated air as I turned to Matilda, who had a look of worry in her hazel eyes."Vicky," her soft voice whispered, and I paused, my chest heaving up and down as I breathed fast, recalling the old wounded memories."He seems to want his presence," I smiled, a forceful grin on my parted lips. "Who? What do you mean?" She seemed more confused, and I sent her a hard look. I had never looked this mad before… confused even.Kai wants him without knowing what that manipulator has in mind with his family. They would fight to take him from me or even use him against me, knowing how delicate he is to me. But then, if I attempt to avert it from happening, Kai might hate me forever in his life for separating him from his father, something he has always longed for.I'm confused!! I swallowed, biting hard on my lips to control my emotions."Logan. Kai wants him," I finally