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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Fifty Five.
Mirabelle's POV:I swallowed hard, walking toward the table. My heart was beating louder in my ears with every step. As I reached the table, I hesitated, then she moved her scarf just enough for me to see her face.It was Natasha!I moved back slightly, my instincts screaming at me to walk away, to turn around and leave before I got any deeper into whatever game she was playing. But Natasha’s eyes held me in place.She tilted her head, as if she was amused by my shock. "Mirabelle.” She said softly, her voice almost too sweet. "Aren’t you curious about what happened between Noah and I?"For a moment, I just stared at her, too stunned to say anything. But my shock quickly morphed into anger. How dare she? How dare she sit there and act like nothing had happened between them? Like she wasn’t the reason I was questioning everything I knew about Noah?I fought to keep my voice calm. "Why should I care? Why should I even be here, listening to this?"Natasha smiled, a smile that didn’t quite
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Fifty Six.
Mirabelle's POV:I didn’t even know how I ended up parked in front of Ken’s house. One minute, I was driving through the city, lost in my thoughts, and the next, I was in front of his house. I hadn’t intended to come here. I really hadn’t. But my hands, as if on their own, had turned the wheel, driven down familiar streets, and pulled into the parking lot. It was almost like I had been here a hundred times before, even though it was a first. My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at the building. I hadn’t planned on seeing him. But here I was, unable to stop myself from climbing the stairs of the building, my legs moving with a mind of their own, and before I could even process what I was doing, I found myself standing in front of his door.I didn’t even have to look at the address; I knew it by heart. I’d made sure of that when Noah and I returned from abroad. I’d done my research on Ken, just in case. Just in case there was something I needed to know.That's how I knew his addre
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Fifty Seven.
Mirabelle’s POV:I turned toward the door. I wasn’t going to let him have the last word, I needed to leave before I did something I’d regret.As I grabbed the handle to pull the door open, the door swung open. And there, in the doorway, stood Mitchelle.Her expression was that of fury, and in that moment, I wished I could vanish. I could feel the heat of her glare from across the room.“Leaving so soon?” She sneered, stepping inside. “I thought you were having a happy little chat with my man, Mirabelle.”My stomach twisted. The last person I needed to see right now was her. Mitchelle always knew how to push my buttons, and she wasn’t about to let me walk away without doing so.I took a deep breath. “I’m leaving, Mitchelle. Our conversation is over, I only came to discuss business.”But she didn’t back off. Instead, her lips curled into a smirk. “Oh no, it’s not over yet. Not when I’ve got something to say.” She took a few more steps into the apartment, her heels clicking against the f
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Fifty Eight.
Mirabelle's POV:Dinner was supposed to be a refuge after a long day at work. But tonight, the usual comfort felt like a thin layer of ice stretched over deep water. I could barely taste the food in front of me. Across the table, Noah sat with his eyes downcast, refusing to look at me. It was all he could do to maintain the facade of peace for the kids.We were halfway through the main course when Skyler began. “Did you and Daddy have a fight?” He asked, his face scrunched up.I froze, my fork hovering mid-air. I glanced at Noah, hoping he’d handle this, but he was staring at his plate, his jaw clenched. I swallowed hard and forced a smile. “No, sweetie. Why would you think that?”“Because you and Daddy aren’t acting like you used to,” Skyler insisted, refusing to let it go. “You’re always doing things separately now. You don’t even tuck us in together anymore.”I opened my mouth to respond, but Tyler cut in. “Yeah.” he said, nodding along with his brother. “You always come at diffe
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Fifty Nine.
Noah's POV: I leaned back in my chair, my fingers frozen over the keyboard, unable to type another word. Mirabelle’s words still echoed in my mind. “Maybe this marriage was never real to you in the first place.” The accusation hit me harder than I wanted to admit, and the more I thought about it, the tighter my chest felt. I tried to focus, staring blankly at the spreadsheet on my laptop. But the numbers blurred. My mind slowly drifted to the past. It was two years ago, just after we had taken the kids to the park. Tyler had fallen off his bike, scraping his knee, and he was crying so hard that his face was bright red. I had rushed over, panicking, but before I could reach him, Mirabelle was already there, pulling him into her arms, wiping his tears with soft whispers. She kissed his forehead, and his cries turned into hiccups, his small arms wrapping around her neck. I remembered the way Mirabelle looked up at me with a gentle smile, saying. “You worry too much. He’s toughe
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty.
Noah's POV:I blinked, taken aback by the familiarity in her tone. “I... I think you have me confused with someone else,” I said gently, but she just smiled up at me.“Oh, don’t be silly,” she said, clutching my hand. “You’ve always been there for me, every step of the way.” Her frail fingers tightened around mine, and my heart twisted at the softness in her voice. Before I could say anything else, an older man approached us. “I’m so sorry,” He said, forcing out a smile. “My wife... she has dementia. She thinks every kind young man is me, from when we were younger.” He took her hand from mine with a patient smile. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s sit down.”He led his wife to a bench, and they sat together, her head resting on his shoulder as he held her close.I hesitated before asking. “How long have you both been married?”The man looked at me surprised, before smiling softly. “We’ve been married for over fifty years. Met when we were just kids, and we’ve been through... well, more th
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty One.
Mirabelle's POV:“Mirabelle?” Ken’s voice was gentle but insistent. “What is it?”I sighed and pushed my chair back abruptly. “I have to go.” I said, smiling. “I’m sorry, Ken, I can’t do this right now.”“Mirabelle, wait—” he started, but I was already walking out of the restaurant, the door slamming shut behind me.I got home earlier than usual and found Jamie tidying up the living room. She looked up as I came in, her eyes widening when she saw my face.“Is everything alright, Mrs. Sylvester?” she asked, setting down the duster. I opened my mouth to say yes, to tell her not to worry, but instead, something inside me broke. “No,” I said, and my voice cracked. “No, Jamie, nothing is alright.” She was by my side in an instant, guiding me to the kitchen table and pushing a steaming cup of tea into my hands. I didn’t even realize I was crying until I tasted the salt of my tears on my lips. “Take your time, dear,” Jamie said softly, sitting down across from me. I told her everything—t
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty Two.
Mirabelle's POV: I swallowed, my throat dry. "But what if you do?" I asked quietly. "What if you keep working with her? And then you end up getting close to her in a way that I can’t handle? What happens to us then?" I finally voiced my insecurity and didn't act as strong as I did before. Noah shifted, sitting up fully now, and his expression softened. "Mirabelle, you have to trust me. I've never given you a reason to doubt me, have I?" I stared at him for a long moment. I didn’t want to admit it, but I felt like everything had changed. "I want to trust you," I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. "But how can I? I know it’s silly, but seeing you with Natasha—it just feels like you’re slipping away from me."Noah’s jaw tightened, and he reached out, placing a hand on my knee. "Mirabelle, you need to trust me. Especially after everything we’ve been through." I felt my chest tighten."I know," I said, forcing out a smile. "I know you’ve always had my back, and I’m grateful
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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty Nine.
Mirabelle’s POV:The days slipped by faster than I expected, and before I knew it, the night before Noah's trip to Shanghai had arrived. We were in our bedroom, and he was packing his bags, folding shirts, and arranging everything in a kind of way that always made me smile. I watched him from the edge of the bed, my thoughts racing.I kept telling myself to stay strong, repeating it like a chant—Nothing is going to happen. Noah is nothing like him. Noah is not like Ken. Noah is mine and would never hurt me. Yet, despite the reassurance, there was a subtle voice in my head trying to remind me that Noah and Ken both came from the same sperm.There was a part of me that wanted to cling to him, to demand that he stayed and not leave me behind, but I knew better. I wouldn’t let those insecurities rule me.“Are you sure you’ve got everything?” I asked. I hated how fragile I sounded, how small I felt just sitting there and watching him prepare to leave. Noah glanced up at me and smiled. “
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty Eight.
Mirabelle’s POV:Sitting at my desk, I tried to focus on the document in front of me, but the words blurred, and I found myself staring blankly at the screen. Noah’s voice still echoed in my mind from this morning, his promises sounding sincere, yet his sudden trip left me uneasy. I had accepted his reassurances, or at least I had tried. When we had resolved our issues, I had wanted to believe him—believe in us—but now I couldn’t shake the doubts that crept into my thoughts.Why did it have to be so soon? Why did this business trip with Natasha have to be moved up? I was tired of doubting, tired of feeling like I was on the outside of my own marriage, but the timing felt too inconvenient. Natasha’s name hung in my mind like a dark cloud. The woman always seemed to be right there, just close enough to make me disgusted.I shook my head and tried to focus again, my fingers drumming nervously against the desk. A knock on my office door startled me, and I looked up to see Claire, a boa
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty Seven.
Noah's POV:She felt so small against me, and I held her tightly. “Nothing’s going to happen,” I said quietly. “I promise. You have to believe me. It’s just work.”Her body tensed for a moment, but then she relaxed, nodding her head slowly. “Sure,” she whispered, though her voice lacked warmth. “But you should tell the kids at breakfast that you’re leaving. I won't be the one breaking the news nor would I handle Mika's drama.”‘Guess I can't skip breakfast then.’ I said to myself.“I will,” I said, releasing her. She started to turn away when a thought crossed her mind, and she stopped, looking back at me with a playful frown.“Wait a second!” She said, tilting her head. “When are you even coming back?”I froze, unsure of what to say. I hadn’t even thought that far ahead. “I... I’m not sure,” I admitted finally. “Hopefully, it won’t be long.”She sighed and shook her head, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Just make sure you come back early, Noah.”I laughed softly. “I promise, I’ll
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty Six.
Mitchelle's POV:I followed him. “You said that last month, and the month before that! We’re drowning in debt because of you!”Ken turned around, he grabbed a vase from the counter and hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall, sending shards of porcelain scattering across the floor. I flinched, my breath catching in my throat.“Don’t push me, Mitchelle. The next time it might just be you that will be flung across the room.” He hissed. “I’m doing everything I can, and I won’t have you standing there, acting like you’re some saint when you’ve done nothing but sit around and criticize.”For a moment, I couldn’t find my voice. I stared at him, my heart pounding, and I wondered how it had come to this—how did the man I once loved had become a stranger who only knew how to shout and break things. I wanted to scream, to throw something back at him, but I was too exhausted. I had no more fight left in me.Instead, I turned away, my hands trembling as I grabbed my phone from th
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty Five.
Mitchelle's POV:He took a step closer. "This is different," He hissed. "I know you’re up to something. You’ve been acting strange for weeks, and now you won’t even tell me where you’ve been."I laughed, but it was bitter and hollow. "You think I’m acting strange? Have you looked in the mirror lately, Ken? You’ve been distant, distracted—like you’re hiding something. So don’t lecture me about secrets."Ken’s face twisted and before I could react, he threw the glass he was holding against the wall. It shattered into a thousand pieces, and the sound echoed through the room like a gunshot. My heart jumped in my chest, but I refused to flinch. I stood my ground, even as he took another step toward me, his eyes blazing with rage."Don’t you dare talk to me like that," he growled, his voice shaking. "You owe me respect.""Respect?" I shot back, my voice rising. "Respect goes both ways, Ken. You don’t get to treat me like I’m some possession you own. I won’t be controlled by you, not anymore
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty Four.
Mitchelle's POV:My grip on the glass tightened. Mirabelle. Of course this was about her. It has to be about her. “Get to the point,” I said impatiently. “What exactly are you proposing?” Natasha leaned forward, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I want Noah back. And I can’t do that with Mirabelle playing the perfect wife. But you—” she paused, eyeing me carefully “—you seem to have your own issues with Mirabelle. And don’t try to deny it. I can see it in your eyes.”How the hell did she know about my issues with Estella?“Sounds like you've done a research on me, which means you must know that Mirabelle is my sister. So what makes you think that I would want to engage in such conversations with you.” I countered.“Stepsister.” She corrected me. “And yes I did a research and I discovered that you stole her husband, which also means that you don't really have a relationship with her.” She clapped back.She wasn’t wrong. The anger, the resentment towards her, it had been building for
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty Three.
Noah's POV: “I’ve missed you so much.” I confessed genuinely, fumbling for her bra clasp. “Same,” She moaned, arching her back. “Front clasp,” Mira explained and with one flick of my fingers, her surprisingly perfect breasts sprang forth, even after having three kids for me. Aren't I so lucky? I definitely was. “Turn around,” I said huskily, placing my hands on her waist. “Ohhhhh,” She moaned, as I got on my knees. Touching my lips to the band of her lace thong, I delicately placed my lips and teeth around the fabric and began pulling it down. “Fuck,” She whispered. I found her laying down with me hovering above her. I massaged her scalp with strong fingers, digging in just the right amount while dropping gentle kisses on her lips, neck and shoulders. Her nipples were so hard I was afraid they’d pop off, and while my dick throbbed with need I grabbed the back of her head gently, pulling her closer for a deep kiss. Bending down, I began to worship her breasts with my ton
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty Two.
Mirabelle's POV: I swallowed, my throat dry. "But what if you do?" I asked quietly. "What if you keep working with her? And then you end up getting close to her in a way that I can’t handle? What happens to us then?" I finally voiced my insecurity and didn't act as strong as I did before. Noah shifted, sitting up fully now, and his expression softened. "Mirabelle, you have to trust me. I've never given you a reason to doubt me, have I?" I stared at him for a long moment. I didn’t want to admit it, but I felt like everything had changed. "I want to trust you," I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. "But how can I? I know it’s silly, but seeing you with Natasha—it just feels like you’re slipping away from me."Noah’s jaw tightened, and he reached out, placing a hand on my knee. "Mirabelle, you need to trust me. Especially after everything we’ve been through." I felt my chest tighten."I know," I said, forcing out a smile. "I know you’ve always had my back, and I’m grateful
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Sixty One.
Mirabelle's POV:“Mirabelle?” Ken’s voice was gentle but insistent. “What is it?”I sighed and pushed my chair back abruptly. “I have to go.” I said, smiling. “I’m sorry, Ken, I can’t do this right now.”“Mirabelle, wait—” he started, but I was already walking out of the restaurant, the door slamming shut behind me.I got home earlier than usual and found Jamie tidying up the living room. She looked up as I came in, her eyes widening when she saw my face.“Is everything alright, Mrs. Sylvester?” she asked, setting down the duster. I opened my mouth to say yes, to tell her not to worry, but instead, something inside me broke. “No,” I said, and my voice cracked. “No, Jamie, nothing is alright.” She was by my side in an instant, guiding me to the kitchen table and pushing a steaming cup of tea into my hands. I didn’t even realize I was crying until I tasted the salt of my tears on my lips. “Take your time, dear,” Jamie said softly, sitting down across from me. I told her everything—t
