Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 541

Devin barely looked human anymore. He was like something dragged straight out of hell, not a trace of his old elegance left, nothing of that proud, untouchable air he used to wear so easily. When he glanced up, Wiona finally saw his eyes. Blood-red veins crawled across the whites, and the way he stared at her felt like a poisoned blade pressed right to her skin. His smile twisted into something ugly, all sharp teeth and bitterness. Whatever charm or grace he’d once had had burned away, replaced by something ferocious and cold.

“What? Don’t you recognize me now?” His voice sounded rough, scraping like metal on stone. He stared at each person, letting the silence fill with dread. When his eyes finally landed on Wiona and Annette, she felt the violence in him, like a storm ready to break.

Wiona’s heart was racing, but she forced herself to stay calm. How had Devin ended up here? And if he was here, what had happened to Conrad? Did Devin lose and run, or had they both been destroyed in the fight? The questions tangled in her mind. She wanted to shout, to demand answers, but she knew better. Panic would only get her killed. She steadied herself, face unreadable, and Devin seemed almost disappointed by her calm.

Mason stepped in front of Wiona and Annette, putting himself between them and the danger. He shot a warning look at Mr. Clements, who had drifted uncomfortably close.

But Mr. Clements had lost any fight he had. He just stood there, frozen, unable to accept what had happened. His wife was dead. He stared at her, then at Devin, mumbling, “No, this can’t be right… Why would you kill her? Why would you do it? If you’re really Devin, you wouldn’t have killed her…”

He stumbled toward his wife’s body, pulling her into his arms, shaking her, as if he could will the life back into her. “Come on, Sue, wake up. Please wake up. What am I supposed to do now? What am I supposed to do without you?”

His grief broke him open. He sobbed, loud and desperate. No matter what, he had loved her. He’d married her when she already had a child, something some men in his world would never have done. Sure, the years had changed things, and sometimes he resented her modest background, but he’d never truly regretted it. He’d been a good stepfather to Sophie, at least compared to the other men in families like his. His family’s reputation always came first, but his wife was the one soft place in his life, his happiness.

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