Too Late To Regret: My Ex-wife Married To My Arch-enemy

ce's words, Lynda w

htest hope, she was determined

d the signed divorce agreeme

eriod, she and Charles would

ued by a severe headache. She had just lain down to

e gathered, goss

her with disdain. They often gathered to say she was undesired by Charles, that she sh

ously, dismissing her concerns entirely. Seeing his indifference, the s

the window, but what she heard

n killed her mother, yet Mr. Watson s

favored Miss Eleanor Watson for quite some time. Even ba

d he marry M

th, her heart racing. She was

on are relatives, so they can only maintain a secret affair. Honestly, Mrs. Watson is so naive. Every time Mr. Watson went

r balance, almost fa

y from home for most of th

on his collar a few times. She had cried and

she convinced herself to trust him

out her instin

as merely a cover for Charles

s nothing but deception and exp

harles do t

st the wall, sobbi

neral. Lynda personally arranged everything, filling

, and Charles showed up la

utfit, radiating arrog

ledge Lynda, instead, he l

and pushed Eleanor aw

making her scream as she

d me." After speaking,

anger. "Eleanor came here specifically to pay her respects to your

disbelief, questionin

ze at her mother's funeral to the

Charles had done for Eleano

he loved someone

apologize."

ck, not expecting her

raight to Eleanor, who had a

's knee, making her collapse with a thud, kn

d be the one apolog

her to bow, but Cha

g, passing away sooner means finding peace sooner. You should thank me! If

he started to destro

ved with cold

htly by him, unabl

ning her mother's ashes, Lynda's h

ly with Charles, "Please, s

ruelly and scatt

ied out in despair, glaring at th

to strike her head. "You bitch, if you hadn't

a's head, warm blood flo

er blow, harshe

, you should die to

psed, Charles

nderly holding Eleanor's hand, checking repe

nce glance