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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Fourty.
Mirabelle's POV:My heart stopped. “What? No, Skyler, I—” I stammered, caught off guard.“Why did you throw up, then?” He pressed, oblivious to the awkwardness he’d created.I shot Noah a glance, my mind racing. This was not the conversation I wanted to have with a child. “I just didn’t feel well, that’s all.” I managed to say, trying to keep my voice calm.“Maybe you ate something bad,” Skyler suggested.“Maybe,” I said, forcing a smile. “Let’s focus on getting you all cleaned up and ready for lunch, okay?”____As we settled into the back of the red sports car. I turned to Noah, who wore a black tailored suit, while I wore a black strapless satin evening dress with a high-end French fishtail.“You look handsome,” I said, smiling widely.Smiling, he said. “Am glad you think that I am handsome.” Planting a kiss on the back of my hand.When we arrived at the venue, Noah stepped out first, straightening his tie before the driver opened my door. Then I took a deep breath and followed him
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Forty One.
Noah's POV:I leaned back in my office chair, as I reviewed the project reports spread across my desk. Derek, who was pacing beside me, began. “Listen, Noah, if we don’t secure a space soon, we’re going to have to postpone the building once more. We can’t afford that, the investors might back off thinking that we are not serious.” He urged, rubbing the back of his neck.“I know, Derek,” I replied, forcing a smile. “I guess we just need to be patient, the right opportunity will surely come along.” He murmured. “Patience isn’t what we need right now.” I shot back. “We need action. Have you considered expanding your search outside the city of Shanghai?”Before he could respond, the office telephone rang, cutting through our conversation. I picked it up, glancing at Derek. “Yes?”“Mr. Sylvester, it's the receptionist here. I have someone who wants to see you. She says it’s urgent.”“Who is it?” I asked.“She said her name is Natasha. And that you’d know her immediately once I mention
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Forty Two.
Mirabelle's POV:Later that evening, Noah arrived home. I was in the kitchen, preparing dinner, my back turned to him, but I could hear his approaching footsteps.“Hey, babe.” He called out, dropping his bag on the floor.I turned, a smile lighting up my face. “Hey! How was your day?”“Productive.” He replied, moving closer. “I spoke with a friend about the project, and we might have a lead on a new property.”“Really? That’s great!” I exclaimed. “I knew you’d figure it out.”He smiled widely. “Yeah, she might have a connection that could help.”“Who?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as I stirred the pot on the stove.“Natasha!” He replied.That slimy bitch!Taking a deep breath. “Ah, I see. Well, as long as it helps the project, right?” I said, turning back to the cooker. “Exactly.” He replied. “How was your day?”“Slept all day, but I should be strong enough to go to work tomorrow now that my period is over,” I explained.“Why are you making breakfast, though? Where's Jamie?” He asked.
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Forty Three.
Mirabelle's POV:As I drove the kids home, my grip tightened around the steering wheel as I glanced in the rearview mirror at where Tyler, Mika, and Skyler sat, dirt and sand still clinging to their clothes.“What were you thinking?” I scolded, my voice rising. “Do you know how embarrassing it is to have to yell at the teachers for not watching you properly?”Tyler fidgeted in his seat, avoiding my gaze. “We were just playing, Mommy.” He said, his voice small.“Playing? That didn’t look like play to me!” I shot back. “You can’t just hit other kids because they call you names. You need to learn to walk away!”Mika, sniffling beside him, piped up, “But they started it! They were being mean!”“Even so,” I replied, trying to keep my voice calm. “You can’t respond with violence. I can’t believe I have to remind you of this.”The car fell silent, except for the soft sounds of sniffles from my daughter. I took a deep breath, as I dialed Noah's number, feeling uncomfortable about this. He ne
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Forty Four.
Ken's POV:I stared at the phone, hesitating before dialing her number. I pressed the call button, listening to the ringing tone as I waited. Finally, Mirabelle’s voice came through the line.“Yeah?” She answered as if I were the last person she wanted to hear from.“Hey, it's Ken. I just wanted to remind you about the lunch with the investors today; you remember, right?” I tried to keep my voice calm.“I remember, Ken.” She replied coolly. “You don’t have to keep reminding me.”There was a hint of something in her voice, irritation? Annoyance? I couldn’t quite place it, but I knew better than to push too far.“I just wanted to make sure everything was good. I’ll see you there, okay?”“I said I remember.” She stated. “I’ve got it covered.”Before I could say anything more, I heard the click of the call ending.She’d hung up on me.I let out a deep sigh and stared at the phone for a moment. ---The restaurant was a quiet place, the kind of place where deals were made over plates of pa
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Forty Five.
Ken's POV:She rolled down the window. “What now?”“I just… I need you to drop me off somewhere. Please.” I begged. “I’ll explain later.”She looked at me, hesitated, and then shook her head. “Why would I help you, Ken?” I said quickly. “Just… please. I’m stuck.”After a long pause, she sighed and unlocked the door. “Fine. Get in.”I slid into the passenger seat. This wasn’t how I’d planned for things to go, but it felt like a small victory. Maybe, just maybe, if I kept pursuing her like this, I could get her back.“You can drop me off at the gas station you passed on your way here,” I said, smiling.She didn’t respond; she just started the car and drove. I couldn’t help but watch her as she focused on the road.There was a thick silence between us, but I didn’t dare speak.“You’d better not try talking to me.” She warned.I bit my tongue, not wanting to risk upsetting her further. It was a small win, but it was a win.When we reached the gas station, I saw her drive off without a se
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Forty Six.
Mirabelle's POV:A few nights ago, Noah told me about a business event that Natasha had invited him to, happening tomorrow. Apparently, he'd have the chance to meet with the man who was looking to sell a few properties in Shanghai.At first, I was skeptical, a part of me felt uneasy. But then, I heard a little voice in my head ask. "Don’t you think you're overreacting?" I guess I had been overthinking it. But, really, who wouldn't? Noah is every woman's dream, he is supportive, a great listener, attentive, caring, and always there when you need him.Don’t get me wrong, I trust Noah completely. I just can't trust that feisty little model who seems to stir up something inside me.“You look bothered, Ma’am. Is everything alright?” Jamie’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.I turned to her with a smile. “I’m fine, just work stuff.”She raised an eyebrow. “Maybe you should take a few days off.”After taking a sip of water, I replied. “I’ll be okay, Jamie. No need to worry so much.” I sta
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Forty Seven.
Mirabelle’s POVIt was a quiet evening at home, I stood in front of the door with Mika, Tyler, and Skyler. Each of them wore matching pajamas, we were all waiting for the same thing: Noah’s return. He’d told me that they were already in the estate, and my heart fluttered at the thought of seeing Grandpa Ed again after a long day.Mika was bouncing on her toes, Tyler, on the other hand, his hands were firmly gripping my sleeve, and he was leaning into me. Then there was Skyler, who stood a little further back, but I could see the curiosity in his eyes. Although he didn’t speak as much as his siblings, he often noticed things others missed. He had this calm, observant demeanor that I’d come to love over the years.And then, the sound of Noah’s car pulling into the driveway broke the silence. We all looked toward the door, and within a few moments, the doorbell rang, making Mika practically jump in the air.“That’s Daddy!” She squeaked.I smiled, walking toward the door with Tyler and
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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Seventy One.
Mirabelle's POV:I had researched enough to know that this was where he liked to spend his afternoons these days.Rumors of his drinking problem had been circulating for weeks, and if I was honest with myself, I would have chosen this bar precisely because I knew there was a chance of running into him.A voice in my head whispered that maybe, deep down, I’d hoped to see him here. That I would come looking for a distraction. But I shoved the thought aside, choosing to believe that this was all just a coincidence.I arched an eyebrow at him, trying to feign surprise. “Ken. What a... coincidence.”His smile didn’t quite reach his eyes as he took the seat beside me. “What brings you here, Mirabelle?”I shrugged, glancing back down at my phone. “I could ask you the same.”Ken chuckled softly, but there was no warmth in the sound. “I guess you still haven’t sorted out your issue with Noah, have you?”I shot him a sharp look. “We’re good, Ken,” I said flatly. I could feel my defenses rising.
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Seventy.
Mirabelle's POV:“Daddy, please don’t go!” Mika’s voice was choked with sobs, as she clutched the front of his shirt with tiny fingers. “I want to come with you!”Noah’s smile faltered, and he hugged her tighter. “I know, sweetheart. I wish I could take you with me. But like I said, I need you to be here and take care of Mommy and your brothers. Okay? Can you do that for me?”Mika shook her head, her face buried in his shoulder, but Noah kept speaking softly to her until she finally nodded, sniffling and wiping at her eyes. Tyler, trying to be brave, gave Noah a quick hug and promised to help out around the house while he was gone. Skyler just stood back, his eyes wide and serious, as if he were still processing what it meant for Noah to be leaving.Finally, Noah stood up, giving the kids one last smile before turning to me. “Ready?” he asked, and I nodded.We left the house together, waving goodbye as Jamie led the kids back inside for breakfast before she dropped them off at school
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 promis
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
