The Don Tore Up Our Divorce (Gemma and Cassian) novel Chapter 107

**Before Rain Touches Earth Memories Return With Gentle Warmth by Eli Dane**

**Chapter 107**

**Reyna**

This is a nightmare that I can’t seem to wake up from.

How in the world does Gemma have that recording? I distinctly remember tossing her phone into my fishtank—what was I thinking?

Focus, Reyna. You need to think this through…

But before I can formulate any plan, everything disappears. Every post—gone in a heartbeat.

My name had been trending across every social media platform, and now it’s as if I never existed.

I can hardly wrap my head around it!

I find myself refreshing the trending topics over and over, double-checking my notifications as if they might magically change.

Still, nothing. Not even a whisper about me. The audio recording has vanished into thin air. And I refuse to believe that Gemma would be the one to delete it.

**12:12**

There’s only one person who could have pulled this off—Cassian.

The moment the realization hits me, my heart races. Once again, he’s come to my rescue.

With a grin spreading across my face, I promptly shut my laptop, feeling a surge of relief.

Just then, my phone buzzes, and I grab it eagerly, hoping it’s Cassian calling. But to my dismay, it’s my mom—she’s probably seen the chaos online too.

“Mom, please don’t worry,” I reassure her, trying to keep my voice steady. “It’s all sorted out.”

“Lisette couldn’t take me down back then, and now that Gemma’s all grown up, she’s just like her mother—always losing to my daughter,” Mom boasts, pride radiating from her voice.

Mom has always had a deep-seated animosity towards Lisette.

Years ago, she and Lucien Marino were madly in love. If it hadn’t been for Lisette’s interference, none of this would have unfolded. My father would still be alive, and our family would have stood as one of the most formidable forces in the mafia world, had he had my mother by his side.

**12:12**

But fate dealt a cruel hand—Lucien died young, leaving behind barely enough money for Mom to take me abroad.

Every ounce of this chaos? It’s all Lisette’s doing.

As I listen to my mom, an idea ignites within me.

“Mom, are you still struggling with your sleep?”

She lets out a weary sigh. “Yeah, it’s been ages since I’ve had a good night’s rest.”

“Why don’t we head to the hospital for a checkup? I’ve got some free time today,” I suggest, hoping to distract her.

Ever since I returned, I’ve been avoiding quality time with her, always claiming work keeps me busy. Her surprise at my sudden offer to spend time together is palpable.

We drive to Sacred Hope Hospital in silence, the air thick with unspoken words.

The moment we arrive, Mom begins her complaints.

“This place is in the middle of nowhere! Isn’t this one of those hospitals where they keep the crazies?”

**12:12**

I feel my patience wearing thin, but I force a smile, linking my arm through hers as we approach the entrance.

“The doctors here are top-notch. And… guess who else is here?”

Mom raises an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. “Who?”

“Lisette!” I announce, barely containing my excitement.

Her eyes widen with surprise. “Reyna…”

“Come on, Mom, you’ve known her forever. We’re just here for a checkup. It would be polite to drop by and say hello to Aunt Lisette, right?”

I flash a mischievous smile, and she chuckles, caught off guard by my enthusiasm.

“Lisette, I came here with Mom for a checkup, and we thought we’d stop by to say hello,” I say, forcing a bright smile. “You took care of us for so long. We couldn’t just ignore you.”

The moment the words leave my mouth, I see her emotions flare. Panic and fury dance in her eyes.

**12:13**

“Get out! Get out, you monsters!” she screams, her voice echoing in the sterile room.

Lucien once told Lisette that my mother’s husband had passed away, leaving her with nothing and nowhere to go. Out of the kindness of her heart, Lisette took us in.

But to us, her so-called kindness felt hollow, condescending.

I am Lucien’s daughter too, damn it! Why did I have to grow up struggling while Gemma had everything handed to her?

At Lucien Marino’s funeral, my mother revealed our true identities. Then she seized every last penny of the family estate.

“Lisette, calm yourself,” Mom sneers, her voice dripping with disdain. “The nurse just informed me how easily you get triggered these days. Don’t tell me you’re going to completely lose it now that you’re old and useless?”

Lisette stands abruptly, her composure crumbling.

“GET OUT! LEAVE NOW!”

Finally, she’s losing control, and I can’t help but feel a thrill at the sight.

**12:13**

No matter how stunning she still appears, in the end, she’s just a shattered widow trapped in a madhouse.

“Lisette, we just wanted to spend some time with you,” I say softly, but with a wicked undertone. “Actually, I came here today to share some important news.”

I reach for her hand, squeezing just enough to sting without leaving a mark.

“Did you know… Cassian and I were college sweethearts? First loves. That’s right—Cassian. Your daughter’s husband.”

A slow smile spreads across my face, relishing the moment.

“The moment he learned I was back, he brought me into his… operation. Now, we see each other every single day.” I pause, letting the tension build before delivering the final blow. “He wants to divorce Gemma and marry me.”