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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Eighty.
Mirabelle’s POV: In the afternoon, my phone rang, and I answered firmly. “Hello?”“Mrs. Sylvester, this is Officer Carter. We need you to come to the station. We have something to show you.”My heart skipped a beat. “I’ll be there.” I said, grabbing my bag and heading out the door without another word. I barely noticed the curious glances of my staff as I left the building.When I arrived, Officer Carter met me at the entrance. He led me through the maze of hallways to a small, windowless room with a single table and a laptop.“This is the footage we recovered.” He said, motioning for me to sit. My hands trembled as I settled into the chair, and he pushed the laptop toward me. “Press play whenever you’re ready.”I hesitated, my finger hovering over the touchpad, then took a deep breath and pressed play. The screen flickered, showing a blurry recording from one of the security cameras. The timestamp was from the night of the fire, just a few hours before everything went up in flames.
Last Updated : 2024-12-01CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Eighty One.
Mirabelle's POV:“I don’t want to talk about it.” I said, feeling my eyes burn with unshed tears. “That's fine, but I don't think you should trust her.” He added.“I just... I don’t even know who to trust anymore, Ken. Everything feels like it’s falling apart. I don’t know who’s on my side, or who’s out to get me.” I said, forcing out a smile.“Hey.” He said, as he reached across the desk and took my hand in his. “I’m on your side. You know that, right?”His touch was warm, and for a moment, I felt good. I didn’t pull my hand away, didn’t try to hide the tears that slipped down my cheeks. “I want to believe you.” I whispered. “I do. But I’ve been burned before, and I don’t know if I can trust my instincts anymore.”“Then trust mine.” He said quietly. “I don’t like Natasha, Mira. There’s something off about her. I don’t know what it is, but I think she’s hiding something. And if Noah can’t see that, then maybe he’s too close to the situation.”I opened my mouth to argue, but the words
Last Updated : 2024-12-02CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Eighty Two.
Mirabelle's POV:Carter’s eyes widened slightly, his posture straightening. “Are you sure?”“Yes.” I said, my voice firmer now. “I’m sure. I’ve seen him a lot of time. It’s Samuel. But why? Why would he...?”My words trailed off, the room seeming to tilt around me as I tried to make sense of what I had just seen. Samuel? Noah’s manager? It didn’t make sense, but there was no denying what was in front of me.Carter leaned back. “This changes things.” He said, as he massaged his temples. “If what you’re saying is true, Mrs. Sylvester, then we'll have to bring him in for questioning.”My hands were clammy. “Yes.” I managed to say, my voice barely holding together. “You have to. He’s the one.”“Alright.” Carter said, closing the laptop and giving me a long, hard look. “I’ll handle it from here. We’ll contact you as soon as we have more information.”I nodded. As I stood to leave, Carter reached out. “Take care of yourself, ma'am.”I forced a tight smile. “I hope so…” I said, my voice brea
Last Updated : 2024-12-03CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter One.
Mirabelle's POV.I felt bubbles rumbling in my tummy as I excitedly walked down the long hallway of a famous hotel suite in New York, I stopped midway after noticing the countless doors along the way. A remembrance flashed across my head so I hurriedly took out my phone. I squinted my eyes at the screen, struggling to read through the text my husband, Ken Sylvester, had sent to me earlier this evening In my intoxicated state. {I am sorry for how I treated you earlier today, Mira. And I would love to make it up to you. I will be waiting for you in Lorenzo’s five-star hotel in suite 901.} Said the text. Earlier today, I went to the bar for the first time in many months just to drown myself in alcohol, aiming to take away the pain within me. Want to know why I went there? Well, my husband had threatened to file for a divorce, with the false accusation of me seeing another man outside our marriage, and he vowed that he would divorce me if I dared cheat on him again. I tried to mak
Last Updated : 2024-10-29CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Two
Mirabelle's POV **** I woke up some minutes ago with a banging headache, and all I could remember was leaving the bar after getting a text from Ken, who asked me to come over to Lorenzo's Hotel, but what I simply didn't understand was why the room was empty with no sign of him. Plus when I woke up, I saw myself naked under the sheets with a weird stinging feeling between my legs.It made me wonder if something happened between us last night while I was drunk. I pressed my palm against my forehead to reduce the aching pain then I headed in the direction of the dressing room in search of Ken."Ken, where are you?" I called out, but there was no sign of him there. "Ken?" I repeated, also checking the bathroom for him, but he wasn't there as well, which made me anxious. "Why isn't he anywhere in the room? He could've just woke me up or waited for me to be awake before leaving," I huffed while complaining, and my gaze darted to my purse on the dressing table.I walked up to it, took
Last Updated : 2024-10-29CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Three
Mirabelle's POV "If you are as innocent as you claim to be, and you didn't cheat on me, then what is this video about?" Ken asked and shoved the phone screen to my face, but my gaze dropped to my feet, knowing I had no evidence to prove that what happened last night wasn't done on purpose. “I can’t overlook the fact that you have hickeys all over your neck and only God knows elsewhere, Mirabelle. You’re a walking testament against yourself and our marriage so just pick up those damned papers and sign them this minute!” I fought back my tears as they tried to spill over. How could I have let such an act happen to me? Sniff, sniff, wiping my tears away as more and more of them trickled down my cheeks. "Don’t make me force you to sign those papers, Mirabelle Estella Davies!" Ken called my name in full, gnashing his teeth in irritation as he balled his fist. I immediately grabbed his hands as I shook my head. "I can’t sign it, Ken. This was never my fault. I don't know how it
Last Updated : 2024-10-29CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Four
Mirabelle's POV "K_ken," I trembled, feeling petrified as Ken began to crush my wrist with his fingers after stopping my actions midway. "What are you doing? It's hurting! Stop it!" I begged him but his strength on my small wrist grew stronger by the second, and then he threw me effortlessly to the ground. I fell hard on the tiles, whimpering sounds escaped my lips as I felt a pricking pain on my elbow. I turned my elbow and saw some blood seeping out of my skin along with stains on the clean tiled ground, a result of the hard fall as my elbow bled some more.Whipping my head in Ken's direction, I saw him wrap his arm around Mitchelle's waist and pull her, closing the gap between them. Mitchelle faked sobbing sounds as she rested her face on his chest like she was hurt even though I was not successful in hitting her.Ken's brown orbs turned to me, and I could see the fury burning in them as he raised his finger at me."You, Mirabelle Estella Davies, have no right whatsoever to
Last Updated : 2024-10-29CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Five.
Noah's POV. Mirabelle quietly got into the backseat of my car after my driver had passed my orders down to her.She remained silent with a blank expression and lifeless eyes. A sharp pain shot through my chest, aware that the Mira seated next to me was nothing like the cheerful Mira I had known. She didn't even bother to know who called her and this is all because of that dickhead she called a husband! I was annoyed, very furious at that but I tried to be calm, steadying my emotions like I had always done, before speaking up. "You seem lost in thoughts... Don't you want to know why I called you here?" Her body stiffened, her brows creased into deep lines before she whipped her head towards my direction, and her jaw instantly dropped open. I chuckled at her cute reaction, knowing fully well that she was stunned to see a striking replica of Ken sitting next to her. The only difference that can be marked out between me and that asshole is that he has a pair of brown orbs then ever
Last Updated : 2024-10-29
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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Eighty Two.
Mirabelle's POV:Carter’s eyes widened slightly, his posture straightening. “Are you sure?”“Yes.” I said, my voice firmer now. “I’m sure. I’ve seen him a lot of time. It’s Samuel. But why? Why would he...?”My words trailed off, the room seeming to tilt around me as I tried to make sense of what I had just seen. Samuel? Noah’s manager? It didn’t make sense, but there was no denying what was in front of me.Carter leaned back. “This changes things.” He said, as he massaged his temples. “If what you’re saying is true, Mrs. Sylvester, then we'll have to bring him in for questioning.”My hands were clammy. “Yes.” I managed to say, my voice barely holding together. “You have to. He’s the one.”“Alright.” Carter said, closing the laptop and giving me a long, hard look. “I’ll handle it from here. We’ll contact you as soon as we have more information.”I nodded. As I stood to leave, Carter reached out. “Take care of yourself, ma'am.”I forced a tight smile. “I hope so…” I said, my voice brea
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Eighty One.
Mirabelle's POV:“I don’t want to talk about it.” I said, feeling my eyes burn with unshed tears. “That's fine, but I don't think you should trust her.” He added.“I just... I don’t even know who to trust anymore, Ken. Everything feels like it’s falling apart. I don’t know who’s on my side, or who’s out to get me.” I said, forcing out a smile.“Hey.” He said, as he reached across the desk and took my hand in his. “I’m on your side. You know that, right?”His touch was warm, and for a moment, I felt good. I didn’t pull my hand away, didn’t try to hide the tears that slipped down my cheeks. “I want to believe you.” I whispered. “I do. But I’ve been burned before, and I don’t know if I can trust my instincts anymore.”“Then trust mine.” He said quietly. “I don’t like Natasha, Mira. There’s something off about her. I don’t know what it is, but I think she’s hiding something. And if Noah can’t see that, then maybe he’s too close to the situation.”I opened my mouth to argue, but the words
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Eighty.
Mirabelle’s POV: In the afternoon, my phone rang, and I answered firmly. “Hello?”“Mrs. Sylvester, this is Officer Carter. We need you to come to the station. We have something to show you.”My heart skipped a beat. “I’ll be there.” I said, grabbing my bag and heading out the door without another word. I barely noticed the curious glances of my staff as I left the building.When I arrived, Officer Carter met me at the entrance. He led me through the maze of hallways to a small, windowless room with a single table and a laptop.“This is the footage we recovered.” He said, motioning for me to sit. My hands trembled as I settled into the chair, and he pushed the laptop toward me. “Press play whenever you’re ready.”I hesitated, my finger hovering over the touchpad, then took a deep breath and pressed play. The screen flickered, showing a blurry recording from one of the security cameras. The timestamp was from the night of the fire, just a few hours before everything went up in flames.
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Seventy Nine.
Mirabelle’s POV:I snapped the radio off, my heart pounding in my chest. It wasn’t just my name they were tarnishing—it was everything I’d worked for, everything Noah had built. I was losing control, and I hated it.As if on cue, my phone rang again, and I answered without checking the caller ID.“Mrs. Sylvester, it’s Officer Carter.” Came the now-familiar voice. “I have a few questions for you.”“Go ahead.” I said, barely able to keep my voice calm.“Has there been any breach in your security measures at the site?” He asked.I swallowed hard. “No. We followed every guideline. Every safety protocol was in place.”“Is there anyone you suspect might have wanted to sabotage your renovation project?” He pressed.“No.” I replied automatically, the words slipping from my lips before I even had a chance to think. “No... I don’t think so.”There was a pause on the other end of the line, then Carter’s voice returned, more serious this time. “There’s evidence suggesting the possibility of foul
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Seventy Eight.
Mirabelle's POV:My footsteps echoed down the polished floors of the hospital, as I followed the doctor through the corridors to the rooms of the injured workers.These were the men who had trusted me, who had worked on my project—the project that had gone up in flames. Now, they lay broken in these beds, and I had no idea how I would face them.The first room was quiet except for the steady beep of machines monitoring the patient's vitals. A man, no older than thirty, lay propped against pillows, his face pale and drawn. His leg, wrapped in layers of gauze and bandages, was elevated, suspended in a frame. I swallowed, forcing a smile as I stepped closer. The doctor, a man in his fifties with graying hair, stepped forward. "He was lucky to survive." The doctor began. "When the building collapsed, a section of the scaffolding came down on his legs. He’ll be bedridden for a while, but he’s alive.”I looked at the man—at his closed eyes, the way his chest rose and fell with labored brea
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Seventy Seven.
Mirabelle's POV: I stared at my phone in my hand, hesitating for a moment before answering. It was Noah. He’d been on my mind all day, and the last few days had felt like an emotional rollercoaster. I hated it. I missed him, but I couldn’t shake off the feeling I have every time I thought about him and Natasha. “Hello?” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “Mirabelle…” Noah’s voice was strained, almost hesitant. I could hear something in the way he said my name that made my heart ache. “We need to talk.” My breath caught in my throat. I’d been expecting this. I knew it was coming. “Okay,” I replied softly, sitting back in my chair, trying to prepare myself for whatever was about to come. “I’ve been meaning to tell you something,” Noah continued, his voice low. “The other night, when Natasha and I… when we had dinner together. I need to be honest with you.” My stomach tightened. He sounded like he was about to confess something important. I waited, unsure of how to respon
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Seventy Six.
Mirabelle's POV: He looked awful, dark circles under his eyes, his shoulders slumped. I wanted to tell him to leave, then get up and shut the door in his face, but I couldn’t. “Mirabelle,” He said quietly, and the sound of my name in his voice made me feel weak. “Why are you here, Ken?” I asked, harsher than I meant to. He sat down without asking, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “I came to apologize. Last night... I was out of line. I shouldn’t have—” “Yes, you shouldn’t have,” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “And you had no right to act that way you. That wasn't right.” “I know,” he said, his voice breaking. “I just... I still love you, Mira. I’ve never stopped. Seeing you happy with Noah... it’s killing me. I’m a different man now. I need you to know that.” I didn’t want to hear it. I couldn’t. “We’re over, Ken. I am tired of repeating the same line over and over again. It’s too fucking late, Ken.” I said, but even I heard the uncertainty in my voice. He looked so
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Seventy Five.
Mirabelle's POV:We stared at each other for a while. I was about to leave, to put this strange, confusing moment behind me, when he grabbed my wrist, his grip was surprisingly strong.“Ken, let go,” I said, but my voice lacked conviction.His eyes were glary and intense. “No,” he said softly, pulling me closer, his face inches from mine. Before I could react, he moved, his body pressing me back against the bed. I was too shocked to move, his breath was warm on my skin.“Ken, stop—”But he didn’t. He leaned in, slowly, his lips almost touching mine.“No!” I yelled, shoving him back with all the strength I had left. He stumbled, and I was on my feet in an instant, my heart pounding.I backed away, my hands trembling. “You need help, Ken.” I remarked. “But it’s not going to come from me.”He looked at me with a mix of hurt and confusion, but I didn’t give him a chance to speak. I grabbed my things, practically fleeing the room and slamming the door behind me.Outside, the cool night air
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Seventy Four.
Mirabelle's POV:I sat at my desk, staring at the stack of paperwork. My eyes felt heavy, and the clock on my computer read 9:12 p.m. I should have been home two hours ago, but my mind was stuck in Shanghai. More accurately, it was stuck in that moment earlier when Noah cut our conversation short because of Natasha’s sudden arrival. He said he loved me, and I didn’t say it back.“Focus, Mira,” I muttered, rubbing my temples and forcing myself to glance back at the documents. Numbers, words, data—they swam in front of me, meaningless. It was no use. My thoughts kept circling back to Noah’s voice, how it had gone tense and cautious, when he said he had to go.I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sudden vibration of my phone on the desk. Noah’s name flashed on the screen. My heart skipped a beat. I hesitated, thumb hovering over the answer button, then picked up.“Hey,” I said, keeping my voice calm, trying not to sound like I'd been obsessing over our earlier call.“Hey, Mira.” He
