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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Eighty Eight.
Mirabelle's POV:“Ken.” I whispered, my voice weak.He turned me around to face him, his hands resting on my hips. His eyes searched mine, and slowly, he leaned in, his lips inching closer to mine.Fear shot through me. At the last second, I shoved him aside, grabbing my bag and keys. “I’m sorry.” I blurted out, my voice shaky. “I can’t do this.”Before he could respond, I bolted out of the house, running to my car. My hands trembled as I fumbled with the keys, finally getting inside and slamming the door shut. I drove away as fast as I could, my mind racing.“How could you let him touch you?” I scolded myself aloud, gripping the steering wheel tightly. “The same man who ruined you! You should be clearing your name, putting Noah behind bars, not… not hooking up with Ken.”But no matter how much I yelled at myself, his words and his touch lingered in my mind.As I pulled into the driveway, a wave of relief washed over me. The reporters were gone. The house looked quiet, just the way I
Last Updated : 2024-12-07CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Eighty Nine.
Mirabelle's POV:“Grandpa?” I exclaimed, my voice louder than I intended. “What the hell—why are you out here so late?”Edward Sylvester, with his ever-calm demeanor, tilted his head toward me from his seat. Even in the dim light, his eyes carried the same warmth that had always comforted me, though they now looked undeniably weary.“I couldn’t sleep.” He said simply, with his hands resting over his cane.“You couldn’t sleep, so you decided to sit here in the dark and scare the life out of me?” I asked, trying to sound annoyed, though the relief that it was just him, and not my mind playing tricks, was already flooding through me.He let out a soft chuckle, the kind that felt like a soothing balm over my tired nerves. “I wasn’t trying to scare you, dear. I was thinking.”“Thinking?” I echoed, crossing the room and lowering myself into the chair opposite him. “About what?”He exhaled deeply, leaning back into his seat as if the weight of his thoughts was heavier than the air between us
Last Updated : 2024-12-10CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Ninety.
Mirabelle’s POV:Not after everything I’d discovered. Twenty-four calls couldn’t erase the lies, the manipulation, or the damage he’d caused. Still, a strange unease settled over me as I put the phone down, shaking my head.Ken’s name caught my eye again, and without thinking, I tapped his number. As the phone rang, I silently prayed he’d still be awake.He picked up on the third ring. “Mirabelle?” His voice was groggy but alert.“Hey.” I said, forcing a calm tone.“Everything okay?” He asked quickly.“Yeah, I’m fine. I just… I saw I missed your calls and thought I’d check in.”Ken let out a soft sigh. “I wasn’t sure if you’d call back. I didn’t want to bother you, but I couldn’t sleep without apologizing.”“Apologizing?” I frowned. “For what?”“For earlier.” He said, his voice filled with regret. “I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable when you came over. That wasn’t my intention at all.”“Ken…”“Let me finish.” He interrupted gently. “The reason I brought you over wasn’t to ta
Last Updated : 2024-12-10CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Ninety One.
Noah's POV:The quiet hum of the hotel air conditioner filled the room as I stared at my phone. Another call unanswered. I sighed, leaning back on the plush chair in frustration. "Come on, Mirabelle." I muttered under my breath. "Pick up the damn phone."It has been over 30 fucking hours since we last spoke, and the growing silence between us made me irritated. I had called her more times than I cared to count—twenty, maybe even thirty. Each unanswered ring felt like another stone in my chest, dragging me down.My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Startled, I straightened up. “Who is it?”“It’s me, Natasha.” Her familiar voice called from the other side.Natasha? What the hell was she doing here so late? I crossed the room quickly and opened the door. Natasha stood there, looking unusually grim. Her expression made my stomach twist.“What’s wrong?” I asked.She stepped inside, glancing around nervously. “You need to see this, Noah.” She handed me a tablet, which was al
Last Updated : 2024-12-12CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Ninety Two.
Mirabelle's POV: The bathroom mirror was fogged up, beads of water clinging to the surface as I stepped out, wrapping myself in a soft towel. I sat at the dressing table, absently smoothing lotion onto my arms. My reflection stared back at me—tired eyes, pale skin, and lips pressed into a thin line. Who is this woman? A soft chime interrupted my thoughts. My phone lit up on the table, and I froze. A notification. Reaching for it, I hesitated. The screen displayed Noah’s name and his message: “I’m on my way to the airport. I just saw the news.” What the hell? My hand tightened around the phone. Of all times, why now? I wasn’t ready to face him. He can't find out yet—not until I gathered enough evidence to expose him. Not until I am able to make him pay for all the lies, all the deceit. But can I truly do it? Can I really put the father of my children behind bars? My chest tightened at the thought. How would I explain it to the kids? Mika would be devastated. Tyler—he idoli
Last Updated : 2024-12-12CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Ninety Three.
Noah's POV:Mirabelle's words from earlier echoed in my mind relentlessly: “Don't come back, Noah. Please."I leaned back in the plush leather seat, gripping my phone tightly. She begged me not to come back, but how could I Stay away? I can't ignore the fact that she was in trouble, and no matter what she thought, I wasn’t about to sit back and let her handle it alone. I need to be there for her, to help her through the mess at her company, and to make things right.My fingers tightened around the phone. Despite her resistance, I have already decided. I am going home. The engines of the jet roared to life, but I was too restless to focus on the luxury of my surroundings. My jaw tightened as the memory of the news flashed before my eyes. Mirabelle’s company is on the brink of collapse. Fraud accusations. A shipment disaster. A fire. It was a chain reaction, one calamity after another. Was any of this connected to me? My secrets, my choices? The choices I made—might have indirect
Last Updated : 2024-12-13CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Ninety Four.
Noah's POV:My jaw tightened. “I have nothing to do with this. I haven’t even met the man.”“They found his body this morning,” she continued, her voice low. “I was going to tell you, but... the authorities got here first.”“This doesn’t make any sense,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair. “I never even saw him.”“That may be true.” Natasha said. “But the authorities have evidence that places us near him. This isn’t going away, Noah. We have to cooperate.”“Cooperate?” I repeated. “I don’t have time for this. I need to get back to my wife.”“And I’m telling you that if you resist, things will only get worse.” Natasha said firmly. “We need to handle this carefully.” She added, crossing her armsMy eyes narrowed. “You said that Mr. Ali bailed out yesterday. You said that he was still in Hong Kong, so how exactly did you know about his passing?” I asked, genuinely confused.What kind of game is this, Natasha? What kind of game are you playing?“Stop.” She interrupted sharply, her
Last Updated : 2024-12-13CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Ninety Five.
Noah's POV:“Mr. Noah,” Simon greeted. “How can I help you?”“Simon,” I began, pacing again. “I need you to go to Samuel’s house. Now.”“Samuel’s house?” Simon asked, confused. “Is something wrong?”“He hasn’t been answering my calls for some days now.” I replied. “I want you to check on him and let me know if he’s alright.”“I don't understand, Sir.” He countered. “A few days ago, Samuel said that he was going on a leave for a few days to take care of his wife and he had already discussed everything with you. How is it now that you are unaware of his whereabouts?” Simon inquired.“I suspected that to be his reason for being unavailable. But now that you've just confirmed that he lied, I am starting to think that things aren't the way it seems.” I replied. “Just do as I said, go to Samuel's house and check up on him. Then I will know what to do next.”“Understood, sir. I’ll head there immediately.”“Good. And Simon.” I added. “Be discreet. If something’s wrong, I don’t want word getti
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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Five.
Morgana's POV:FIVE YEARS LATER………“Noah!” I called out, tying my hair back with a band.Where could he be? Suddenly, I bumped into someone. Looking up, I saw it was the cook in her white apron and cap. Sighing deeply, I asked, “Where is he? Please tell me you found him.”“I couldn’t find him, Ma'am,” She replied, her head hung low. “This house is huge; he could be anywhere. I had the maids search everywhere for him. We’ll find him soon, I promise.”“I hope so, Lola. Xavier is on his way back, and he hates it when his rest is disturbed.”“Don’t worry, ma'am. We’ll definitely find him before Sir returns, trust me…”“I found him!” Someone called out, and we hurried toward the voice.We entered the library and saw a maid standing by the door.“Where is he?” I asked.“Behind the third shelf,” She replied curtly. “You both can leave now,” I instructed. “And please shut the door behind you.”I moved behind the third shelf to find my sweet pie crouched down, his head hanging low.“What's
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Four.
Morgana's POV:I picked up the envelope and started to open it. "What is this? Is it some kind of petition or something?" I asked, still struggling with the seal.“Divorce papers!” He replied and my hands froze in the air.“Y-you are kidding right?”“Do I look like I came all the way here to joke?” He asked, sounding all serious and impatient. Tears filled my eyes as I looked at the man I called my husband. “Why are you doing this to me, Simon? What have I ever done to you to deserve this?”“Honestly, I can’t believe you’re asking me this right now,” He began. “Marilyn is stuck in a wheelchair for God knows how long, and she has a severe brain injury that I can only pray she recovers from. And you're asking me what you've done to deserve this when you actually deserve more!”“So this is all because of Marilyn huh?” I asked, staring deeply at him. “I am telling you I didn't push her off the fucking stairs. She fell while trying to push me down.”“Why should I believe you?” He sneered
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Three.
Morgana's POV:The doors were suddenly pushed open and I shut my eyes instinctively. I could hear approaching footsteps, but I continued to feign sleep. “She is still asleep.” I heard a male voice say.“What could be wrong with her?” A familiar female voice asked. “She's pregnant.” The man replied, my eyes flung open when I heard his words.‘How? When?’It finally dawned on me, the night Marilyn's divorce was announced in the news and she had contacted Simon for emotional support. He came back home extremely happy and drunk, and that night we had sex for the very first time. The next morning when he woke up he hated me more, he claimed that I took advantage of his drunken state to have my way with him.How did that one night together result in pregnancy?‘Simon needs to know about this, he will come for me the moment he finds out that I am pregnant with his child.’ I thought.“She is awake.” I heard a male voice announce. Tilting my head to the side, I saw a middle aged man, dresse
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Two.
Morgana's POV:“You are under arrest for attempting to murder Miss. Marilyn Pearce.” Agent Cooper began. ‘Attempted murder? Under arrest?’ My mind suddenly began to race. “Simon, are you aware of this?” I asked turning to face him, there was absolutely no way he would allow these men take me in. This was obviously one of Marilyn's schemes. “All your questions will be answered in court, Mrs. Langston.” Agent Cooper said coldly. “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford one, an attorney will be provided for you.” He said, as he moved in to cuff me.“She tried to push me, I moved away and she fell, that's all!” I protested, crying bitterly.“I suggest you cooperate, Mrs Morgana, or you might lose any chance of getting an attorney.” Agent Carter cautioned.And just like that, I was handcuffed and dragged to the police car while my husband stood there staring at me
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Title— Divorced In Jail: Vengeance On My Billionaire Ex-husband.Blurb:After getting divorced and arrested by her husband~Simon Langston, who is known as a wealthy Billionaire tycoon in all of California.Simon Langston believes that Morgana had tried to kill his ex, Marilyn, prompting him to put Morgana behind bars for attempted murder but Morgana is unexpectedly saved by Simon's business rival, Xavier Hills. He offers her a shocking proposal: A contract marriage. In exchange for providing for her and the child she carries, Morgana must supply Xavier with every information that could potentially bring Simon's company to its knees. Five years later, Simon wants both Morgana and their child back. But can his heartfelt gestures surprisingly move her? Will Morgana fall for him again and end her five-years marriage with Xavier Hills? Chapter One~Morgana's POV:I stepped out of the room in a blue sundress, my blonde hair tied up in a messy bun. As I approached the stairs, one thought
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen.
CHAPTER One Hundred and Eighteen. Noah's POV. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft hues of gold. I lay on my side, watching her sleep, Mirabelle. My wife. The woman who had somehow managed to drive me to the brink of madness and still make me fall head over heels for her every single day. Her dark lashes fanned against her cheeks, her breathing soft and even. There was a slight flush to her skin, her lips parted enough for me to see that faintest smile tugging at the corners. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful. My chest tightened as I took her in, my heart swelling with emotions that I still couldn't quite put into words. I couldn't help but smile, it has been a year since everything–since the chaos that Natasha had unleashed on our lives. A year since we’d nearly lost everything. But now? Now, our life was a calm that I never thought I would really experience. Filled with laughter, love and the promise of new beginnings. My gaze drif
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen.
CHAPTER One Hundred and Seventeen. Mirabelle's POV. The first thing I noticed was the sound–a steady rhythmic beeping that pierced through the haze of my mind. It was faint at first, distant, like an echo calling me from the depths of a fog I couldn't escape. My head throbbed, a dull persistent ache, and my eyelids felt impossibly heavy as I tried to open them. The light was too bright. I squinted, the sterile white of the room assaulting my senses. Everything was blurred, shapes and shadows bending together in a surreal dance. I blinked, my lashes wet with tears I hadn't realised were there, and slowly, the world began to take shape. A hospital room. The faint antiseptic smell hit me next, mingling with the sterile cold air. My body felt alien, like it wasn't mine. My limbs were leaden, my chest tight and a sharp pain radiated from the right side of my abdomen. I tried to shift, sit up, but the movement sent a fiery wave of pain tearing through me, forcing a gasp from my lips.
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen.
CHAPTER 116.Mirabelle's POV. He was here. My Noah, my husband. The man who I betrayed but still protected me like I didn't, even though he denied it to himself. He looked panicked when he came in here, but now, his gaze was suddenly cold. His expression was unreadable and it scared me, like the calm before the storm. I knew Noah was going to save me, he wasn't going to leave me to die because of what I did to him, right?I wasn't even sure anymore, I was on the brink of death and thinking stupid things. At least if he didn't save me, I was sure that he would save our kids. “Noah…” my voice broke, but he didn't look at me. His eyes was fixed on Natasha, who stood with that wicked smile on her face, holding all the power. Her eyes gleamed like she was enjoying every moment of this. Of course she was. “You'll regret this.” Noah said, his voice sharp like a blade, cutting through the tension. Natasha just laughed, her head tilting back slightly as those he had told her a joke.“Oh
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen.
CHAPTER 115.Mirabelle's POV. A sharp, stinging pain exploded behind my eyes as I slowly regained consciousness, my head felt heavy, and my vision swam, disoriented by the dim, flickering light of the room. The first thing I noticed was the metallic smell of blood. My blood, my lip throbbed, split from what I assume was a blow. As my vision cleared, panic set in. My wrists were tied behind me, the coarse rope biting into my skin. My ankles were bound to the legs of a chair, I tried to shift, but the chair wouldn't budge from the floor. The cold metal pressed on my chest felt foreign, and when I dared to look down, my breath caught in my throat. A bomb. Wires tangled over my body, a cruel, intricate web of destruction. The timer on the device blinked ominously, though it was yet to start. My heart hammered against my ribs. The sound deafening my ears. “No.” I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. “No, no, no….”My eyes darted around the room, desperate for answers, desperate f
