All Chapters of DEAR HUSBAND, I'M DONE: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ELENA'S POV After hearing that conversation between Sandra and Reid, I couldn’t tell how I felt about continuing to work there.But even so, I had no other place to go, and my phone was still turned off, so I wasn’t even sure if Jacinta was back in town yet.Hesitantly,I took a shower and headed to the coffee shop. Luckily, I ran into Marcus instead, which was a relief since I really wasn’t in the mood to see her. From what I’d heard, even if Sandra wasn’t directly involved, the fact that she suspected something was off and maybe figured out Reid’s intentions, yet still encouraged me to keep seeing him just didn’t feel right with me. “Good morning, Marcus,” I greeted, causing him to spin around. He seemed so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t realize I had walked into the café.“Elena, you’re here,” Marcus replied, clearly sounding very relieved.There was also a drained look on his face. He seemed sorrowful, like he had aged much more than expected in just the hours I hadn’t seen

ELENA'S POV Ever since I came across that threatening note in my room, my fear rose to the highest level.I knew for certain it was about the picture they were talking about."We’re coming for you too, Elena…The words kept playing over and over again in my mind. What frightened me even more was that someone had gone into the room I locked just to leave the note. I was certain the person who had the key to the room next to mine was Marcus. Staying in that room became very uneasy for me, and I just wanted to stay away, so I spent most of the day working as a waitress, even though we had less than five customers that day.“You need to rest because of your condition,” Sandra said softly, but I didn’t respond.Since I came back to work that morning, I hadn’t once looked at Sandra. I kept avoiding her eyes because I couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation I overheard with Reid. Even the coffee shop didn’t feel safe anymore, all because of what Marcus had told me.A waitress was kill

ELENA'S POV “Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” I cried out in annoyance.I tried the lock again, but it didn’t move at all.“Obviously it won’t open, you dumb head!” I grumbled under my breath.The door was obviously locked; they were done for the night.“How do I leave this place now?” I muttered to myself regrettably.If I had realized earlier, I would have left the shop before they ended their argument, but I was too caught up in their discussion and too frightened to even take a step, so I remained there. Now, I was locked inside.“You’ve gotten yourself into trouble, Elena,” I scolded myself.This was the second time I had overheard very important, frightening, and suspicious conversations, and they always seemed to happen after closing hours. I was terrified to the core, but I was also curious. I wanted to find out what was really happening, especially now that my life was being threatened.I slowly looked around the coffee shop; it didn’t seem like somewhere I could spend the night. Ev

DANIELLE’S POV The news about Danielle being humiliated spread really fast, and Danielle was taken aback by the attention it was getting online. Even more, she had received sympathy from Jane and Sophie who had insisted that she stayed with them until she recovered . Luckily too, Danielle had been able to keep her manipulative grip on Adrian.They sat in Adrian’s car while he drove them to where her interview would take place. Danielle smiled to herself; she was finally getting what she wanted, and the money that came with it was more than she had ever expected. As promised, they had increased the original payment threefold.By the time the interview ended, she would be a little richer!Danielle caught Adrian looking down at his phone. She nearly felt a wave of insecurity and neglect, but then she reminded herself that Elena was still nowhere to be found.She adjusted her position and cleared her throat, desperate to talk to Adrian.“What are you looking at on your phone?” Danielle a

ADRIAN'S POV *Find Elena, and find her today.*Marshall’s instruction kept ringing through Adrian’s thoughts, making him more puzzled and utterly frustrated.“You know perfectly well her family is keeping her away from me,” Adrian said to Marshall, raking a frustrated hand through his hair. “And let’s not ignore the court-issued restriction. You warned me never to go there again unless I wanted to be arrested, remember?I know about the court-issued restriction, and I haven’t forgotten what I told you, but you don’t exactly have a choice in this,” Marshall said over the call, growing increasingly irritated dealing with Adrian.“Are you suggesting I violate the court order? And even if I did, her brother and father would still never let me see her,” Adrian said, sounding both furious and heartbroken.He was starting to lose control. It had been weeks since he last laid eyes on Elena. Up to this moment, Adrian had no information about the condition of his children. He didn’t even know