Hunting for His EX-Wife

When Keaton was mentioned, Mrs. Stout cried even harder in front of her daughter and slowly said, “It’s all because Mom is useless. Your father cheated us out of all that money.” At first, she thought her husband would change and believed his lies time and time again. But who knew that it would only lead to endless betrayal.

“Mom,” Jenna’s lips moved as she forced a bitter smile.

“You’ve known him for years now. He gambles everything away and has lost everything we owe. Why do you still believe him? That five million was the money I sold myself for!” She sold herself to the Williams family just to raise that much money, not for her deadbeat dad’s gambling debts.

“I’m sorry… it’s all my fault. I’m sorry,” Mrs. Stout held onto her daughter’s hand as she sobbed uncontrollably.

She truly regretted being so weak-minded in the past. This money could have given them a better life and helped Keaton find a wife, but now it was all ruined because of her mistakes; she had let down both of her children.

“I’ll figure out how to pay for my little brother’s tuition fees; he must go to school and then attend college or at least get some vocational training to get some skill.” Jenna looked at her mother crying while feeling numb inside from seeing this happen countless times before.

As they spoke, they heard Keaton’s voice behind them. “I don’t want to go back to high school! I already found work where I can make good money every month; enough for me and Mom.”

He walked up quickly towards Jenna, holding onto his sister’s hand with determination on his face saying. “Sis, wait for me just a few more years until I earn enough money, so we can pay back the Williams family, then you can divorce them if you want! This way you can marry someone else you truly love.”

“Keaton, I won’t divorce,” Jenna wiped away tears from his stubborn face while shaking her head, knowing how much money she owed the Williams family which Keaton couldn’t possibly repay yet being so young himself…

“But if anyone bullies you or hurts you again, tell me right away! No one messes with my big sister!” As he spoke these words, he hugged his sister tightly.

“Keaton, you have to go to school. Only by studying can you be educated and not become like your father,” Jenna said, wiping away tears from her face.

Studying doesn’t cost much money at all. She could scrape together the funds no matter what.

Keaton refused at first until he saw the tears on Jenna’s face and gritted his teeth.

“Okay, I’ll go to school. Don’t worry, sis. I’ll definitely win the scholarship for you every year.”

He swore that after graduation, he would make it up to his sister twice over.

Once they had everything sorted out, Jenna accompanied him into the car and instructed the driver to take him to school.

Soon enough, they arrived outside of Keaton’s school where Jenna helped him with registration and paid for tuition fees before leaving him there with renewed hope in his heart.

“Study hard! I gotta go now but I’ll come visit often,” she said as she ruffled his hair before heading off quickly towards her company office building.

Rhys finished up some work in his office then waited a bit before calling Jenna when she suddenly rushed in looking flustered.

“I’m not late, am I? Let’s hurry back home, so Mom won’t wait too long.”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Rhys nodded silently as he realized that he had grown accustomed already having someone accompany him during daily commutes instead of being alone all the time.

In front of Mrs. Williams, they acted like a perfect couple which made her very happy indeed; so much so that she suggested they take some time off together for their honeymoon trip.

Mrs. Williams secretly hoped that maybe this trip would result in them coming back with a good news that Jenna was pregnant.

Jenna quickly declined, citing busy work schedules as an excuse while Rhys agreed silently since pretending was easier than going on an actual honeymoon trip anyway.

“Well then… you two are always together anyway, so it doesn’t really matter if you don’t go on a honeymoon,” Mrs. Williams conceded happily. Despite how absurd their wedding had started out initially, things turned out pretty well after all.

The Stout Residence.

Titus came home drunk again and searched through the house for a long time, but couldn’t find any money. He looked dissatisfiedly at his wife next to him.

“Where did all the money in the house go? Did you steal it? I knew you were a dirty little thief!”

He muttered under his breath and didn’t keep his hands idle, he directly slapped Mrs. Stout.

“The money at home has all been lost by you. You come back every day asking for more, but our family is not a printing press. Where can we find so much money for you?” Mrs. Stout looked at the monster in front of her, reeking of alcohol. Years of tolerance finally erupted at this moment.

“If you want to gamble, go ahead and gamble on your own. From now on, I’ll be taking Jenna and Keaton with me. We’ll keep our paths separate. Let’s draw a clear boundary from today onwards!”

She’d really had enough.

Over the years, all the money she earned was used as gambling capital for him. Even her daughter sold herself for money. This absurd farce needed to come to an end now.

Looking at her husband’s shocked face, Mrs. Stout told him slowly and deliberately, “Tomorrow we will divorce, and the children will be with me. After all, as a father, you have not fulfilled your responsibility of raising them for even one day.”

Even Keaton knew that he needed to earn money in the future to help his older sister.

“What did you say? How dare you divorce me? As a married woman, I am your heaven-sent husband. I bet you are cheating on me with some wild man outside and want to use the Williams family’s money to support him!”

Titus became angrier as he spoke.

Jenna was his daughter, and her money was his. No one could come and take it away.

He raised his fist and repeatedly smashed it onto Mrs. Stout’s head. Soon, she was bleeding from head wounds, but he showed no signs of stopping.

“Bitch, you still want to steal my money, I will beat you to death today, it is better that you die. I heard that organs are very valuable. I’ll just sell your organs for a few hundred thousand.”

Although the amount of money was not much, it was enough for him to have fun for two days.

“You’re an animal!” Mrs. Stout did not expect him to be so cruel, and tried to avoid him, but herself was still knocked unconscious, with blood all over her body.

Titus was not done yet and was preparing to give a few more slaps to teach his wife a lesson when he suddenly received a call from his card-playing friend. He grumbled and walked out.