The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back (Thalassa and Kris) novel Chapter 202

Chapter 202
Kris groaned as he stirred awake, his head pounding with the force of his hangover. The sharp throbbing made him wince, and he blinked his eyes open to find himself sprawled on the floor of his living room.

Slowly, he got up and stumbled upstairs, each step feeling like it echoed in his skull. Once he reached his bathroom, he opened the cabinet and grabbed a container of painkillers, popping two into his mouth and swallowing them dry.

He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, and the sight wasn’t pretty—dark circles under his eyes, messy hair, and his skin red. Worse was the foul taste in his mouth. His breath was atrocious.

After brushing his teeth, he stripped out of his clothes and stepped into the shower. He stayed under the shower for a while, the cold water slowly helping clear some of the fog from his mind.

By the time he finished, Kris felt a little better. He dried off and slipped into a pair of trousers and a simple shirt—nothing too formal. He had no intention of going to work today, not with the press probably swarming his office once again, waiting to pounce on him the second he stepped out.

Walking back downstairs, he spotted his phone on the coffee table. He picked it up, his thumb hovering over the power button. He was about to turn it on, but he stopped himself and slipped the phone into his pocket instead.

He knew the calls and messages would start coming immediately, and that was the last he needed.

But there was something he knew he needed to do.

As much as he hated the thought of even setting eyes on his mother, Alden was right. There were a lot of things he needed to get off his chest.

Grabbing his car keys, his expression darkened as he headed out of his penthouse, making sure to wear a stormy look to deter anyone from bothering him.

Luckily, unlike the last time, there were no reporters around the police station when he got there.

Inside the station, he requested to see his mother. After a brief wait, they led him to the cell where his mother was being held.

When Kris laid eyes on her, his stomach twisted, his hand balling into fists.

Linda sat on the edge of the bed, her face lighting up when she saw him. “Kris,” she said, a relieved smile spreading across her face. “I knew you’d come, son. I knew you’d realize your mistake. You’ve come to get me out, haven’t you?”

She reached her hands through the bars to touch him, but Kris stepped back, his gaze cold as he stared at her. His mother. The woman who had orchestrated his misery.

“Why, Linda?” He said, his voice low but sharp, like a blade cutting through the air. “Why did you work so hard to destroy my happiness? What did I ever do to make you hate me so much?”

“Hate you?” Linda’s voice rose, incredulous. “Kris, you’re my son. I could never hate you. How could you even think that? I love you.”

Kris scoffed, shaking his head bitterly. “Is that why you did everything in your power to destroy what I had with Thalassa, the one woman that made me happy?”

“You never liked Thalassa from the beginning of our relationship, but you pretended to accept her while you plotted to have her assaulted to make me believe she cheated on me the night before our wedding! You made me blame it on only Karen when you were the mastermind.”

“That’s not true, Son. I would never—”

“Don't fucking call me that again, Linda!” Kris growled under his breath. “You framed Thalassa for embezzlement; you had her arrested when you knew she was innocent! You watched me throw her in jail—the woman I loved. I threw her out of my life and lost her because of you.”

“Kris–”

“But even that...” Kris’s voice dropped even further, filled with pain as he continued. “Even after all of that, maybe...just maybe, I could’ve forgiven you. But you murdered my unborn child. MY CHILD, Linda. And for that, I will never forgive you.”