Breaking Free from the Ex-Husband

Chapter 111

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Zayden smirked, nodded slightly, and continued to eat breakfast with his head down.

Heriberto stared at him and suddenly asked, “Does Mr. Knighton know my wife? Oh, no, my ex–wife.”

Zayden heard that, smirked, put down his knife and fork again, and leaned back comfortably in his chair.

He looked up at Heriberto, with a smirk, “Where did Mr. Hale start with that?”

“I remember 10 years ago at Marie’s funeral, your father Sir Knighton came to pay his respects and comforted my ex–wife, who was just a child at the time.”

Heriberto kept staring at Zayden without blinking.

From his words and the way he was staring at him, Zayden was sure that Heriberto had guessed something.

He probably already knew that Iris’s disappearance was related to him and his father.

“Heh!” he suddenly chuckled, “Yeah, sure do.”

He admitted it gracefully.

He just wanted Heriberto to have a taste of it, to feel torn apart inside, unable to stand him but unable to get rid of him, and feeling helpless.

Let Heriberto torture himself.

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Heriberto stared at his face with a malicious smile, and a hint of sharpness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

“Heriberto, you were sitting here all along!”

a sweet and gentle

his head, and saw Katrina standing next to him

here too.”

“That’s really clever!”

napkin, and then stood up, “You guys enjoy your meal, I’ll take off

spoken, without waiting for Heriberto to say anything to Katrina, he just turned and walked

finished his breakfast and then

Heriberto’s face immediately darkened.

down, but Heriberto stood up and said

plate clearly hadn’t been

saying that, he also

“Hey, Heriberto.”

“Hey, Heriberto.”

him and said, “You

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I can’t finish it by

turned to look at the

turned cold uncontrollably, but he didn’t

as she arrived, everyone left, leaving her standing awkwardly by the table, without even having had a

this neglect and rejection ever

gradually clenched into a fist, her exquisite nails deeply embedded in the

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go back to his room upstairs,

the

figured out that it was me and my dad who helped you leave

the

on the phone just gave a faint

that Heriberto stayed at the same hotel as you,

and asked, “So, have you guys officially

dad attended Madam Aguilera’s funeral and even

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