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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Twenty Six.
Noah's POV:I didn’t want to leave Mirabelle alone with them, but I had no choice—I needed to hear what my father had to say.Besides, I have no reason to be concerned. I’ve known Mira for a long time, and one thing I've learned about her is that she never backs down when people treat her poorly. So she will definitely be able to handle them.I followed my father silently through the corridors until we reached his study. He pushed the door open and stepped inside.Taking a deep breath, I entered and shut the door behind me with a thud.“What do you want to talk about?” I asked.He took his time, walking over to the table at the center then he sat down. I took a seat across from him and repeated my question. “What do you want to talk about?”“Did you marry her because you love her, or was it just to spite your brother?” he asked, locking eyes with me.“I have nothing against Ken. Why would I take such a drastic step just to annoy him?” I replied, tilting my head to the side.“Then I g
Last Updated : 2024-11-02CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Twenty Seven.
Mirabelle's POV:As we pulled away from the house, the sound of the engine filled the car. Noah’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly until his knuckles turned white. “Are you okay?” I asked. He had just told me everything that happened with his father a few minutes ago, but he had left out how it all made him feel.I could feel the anger emanating from him, as he spoke. “He says that I am just like him.” He said. I glanced over at him, trying to read his expression, but his eyes remained fixed on the road. He let out a deep sigh, shaking his head slightly. “He thinks I’m just like him. It’s so infuriating because I’ve spent my whole life trying to be nothing like him.” Noah has always been expressive, straightforward, and honest. But he was also the best at hiding his emotions, it makes it really hard for me to know what he wants at times. But right now, he had let himself lose and I liked to see this part of him.He glanced at me for a short while before his gaze returned
Last Updated : 2024-11-03CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Twenty Eight.
Ken's POV:As I sat on the edge of my bed, everything that happened at the family dinner replayed in my mind. I had insisted on a gathering to ensure that Noah and Mirabelle’s marriage would be put to an end and I could finally have her back. But they looked so happy.How could they be so happy when I was drowning in debt and regret?‘Mirabelle!’Just saying her name to myself sent shivers down my spine. She looked beautiful that night, though she would have looked even better by my side. I couldn’t stop stealing glances at her throughout dinner. As she smiled at Noah’s jokes, it made my heart ache. I had always known that she had a certain charm, but seeing her with him stirred a regret within me. We had shared so much, but I foolishly ruined it, and now, here I was, watching Noah enjoy her from the sidelines, feeling like a ghost.“Why can’t I just move on?” I muttered to myself. It wasn’t just that she was with my brother; it was the way she seemed to fit so perfectly in that lif
Last Updated : 2024-11-03CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Twenty Nine.
Ken's POV:As I sat on the edge of my bed, everything that happened at the family dinner replayed in my mind. I had insisted on a gathering to ensure that Noah and Mirabelle’s marriage would be put to an end and I could finally have her back. But they looked so happy.How could they be so happy when I was drowning in debt and regret?‘Mirabelle!’Just saying her name to myself sent shivers down my spine. She looked beautiful that night, though she would have looked even better by my side. I couldn’t stop stealing glances at her throughout dinner. As she smiled at Noah’s jokes, it made my heart ache. I had always known that she had a certain charm, but seeing her with him stirred a regret within me. We had shared so much, but I foolishly ruined it, and now, here I was, watching Noah enjoy her from the sidelines, feeling like a ghost.“Why can’t I just move on?” I muttered to myself. It wasn’t just that she was with my brother; it was the way she seemed to fit so perfectly in that lif
Last Updated : 2024-11-03CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Thirty.
Mirabelle’s POV:Noah chuckles against my skin. “Oh, I’m going to enjoy this.” He says, his hands sliding lower, tracing the curve of my waist, my hips. He tugs at the hem of my frock, pulling it up over my thighs. His fingers skim over my skin, and the sensation sends a jolt of electricity through me. I arch into him, desperate for more of his touch, but he takes his time, savoring every moment. He teases me, his hands slipping under the fabric, caressing the bare skin of my legs, then stopping just shy of where I want him most. I groan in frustration, pushing my hips up, but he holds me still, a wicked grin on his lips. “Not so fast, my Love.” He says, his voice thick with amusement. “We’re going to do this slow, the way I want.” His fingers trail up my sides, taking the fabric of my frock with them, and I feel the cool air on my skin as more of me is exposed to him. He pulls the dress over my head, tossing it aside like it’s nothing, and his eyes rake over my body, taking me i
Last Updated : 2024-11-03CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Thirty One.
Mirabelle's POV:The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence. I blinked at the soft glow of the sunlight filtering through the curtains. I realized that Noah was nowhere to be found. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand—already past noon. Had I really slept that late? Noah must have gone to work, I thought, rolling out of bed and wrapping a towel around myself. I padded to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and splashed water on my face.After my quick shower, I dried off and stepped out of the bathroom. My breath caught as I entered the room. There, laid out like a feast, was a breakfast spread that looked like it belonged in a seven-star restaurant. Fluffy pancakes stacked up, fresh fruit, crispy bacon, and a jar of steaming coffee.“Noah?” I called out.“Good afternoon, sleepyhead.” He said, smiling.“Why didn’t you go to work?” I asked, still surprised by the breakfast. “This looks amazing.”“I decided to take the day off to take care of you.” He said. “Your body m
Last Updated : 2024-11-04CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Thirty Two.
Mitchelle's POV:Ever since Mirabelle had come back into our lives, it felt like bad luck had come between us. I hadn’t shared a bed with him in weeks, and every day without his warmth made me feel isolated. I gathered the courage to go to Ken's room when I woke up. But he wasn't there; I noticed the clothes that were scattered all over the floor, so I decided to pick them up.As I bent down to pick up a stray sock, something caught my eye beneath the bed. It was a folder, slightly open. My curiosity piqued, so I pulled it out.When I opened it, my heart sank. It was a contract between Ken’s company and Mirabelle’s. This was why Ken had been so happy yesterday. He was probably daydreaming about the life he could have with her if they ended up relating perfectly well while working.He was taking steps to create a future with Mirabelle. The thought made my stomach churn, as I slammed the folder shut.By the time Ken came home later that afternoon, I was ready. The door swung open, an
Last Updated : 2024-11-04CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Thirty Three.
Mirabelle’s POV:Just as I poured myself a cup of coffee, my phone buzzed on the counter. The number flashing on the screen was unknown.“Hello?” I said, sipping coffee.“Mirabelle! Thank God you picked it up.” Ken’s voice came through the phone. “I need your help.”“Have you really resorted to using other numbers to call me, just because I won’t answer yours?” I asked.“I am actually in trouble and you are the only person that I can call at this moment.” He replied.Trouble?“What do you want, Ken?” I asked, trying to keep my tone calm. I had no idea what he expected from me.“I’m in jail. I was arrested earlier today. Please, I need you to bail me out. I don't have any money on me, and Mitchelle would never want to waste such money on me.” He begged.“What the hell could you have done? Regardless, I hope you don't expect me to drive all the way to the station just to get you bailed out?” “Mitchelle got me upset and I slapped her out of anger. Then she called the police on me and I
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CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Ninety Eight.
Natasha's POV:Suddenly, my phone rang.I glanced at the side table, straining my neck to catch a glimpse of the Caller ID."ALLY 1?" I muttered aloud, my voice filled with anger and irritation.Why the hell is he calling me now?I pulled open the side table drawer, grabbed my business card, and tossed it at Zhao Feng. "Thanks for your services. Send me your account details, and I'll make sure you're well compensated.""But—""The job at The Peninsula, right?" I interrupted. And he nodded."We’ll discuss that when you text me.” I said curtly."Um... I..." He stammered, then rose from the bed and shuffled to where his clothes were scattered on the floor. He began dressing—slowly.What the hell?"Why the fuck are you still here? Get out already." I snapped, my patience wearing thin.He hurriedly pulled on his clothes, slipped my card into his pocket, and quietly made his way to the door. Just as I thought I was rid of him, his head popped back through the doorway."I really enjoyed—"Be
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Ninety Seven.
Natasha's POV:Zhao Feng behaved like the weak little man he is. He inserted his tongue deep inside my pussy and swiftly moved it up and down while holding my feet. His tongue had cleaned the sticky liquid that oozed from my pussy. We both caught sight of each other while looking at my tight nipples. I had to kick his testicles to remind him to keep begging.“Madam, please cure my erection. I’m desperate for sex and don’t have the balls to lure in a woman. The sticky liquid from your warm pussy has increased my lust. Please take command over my cock.” He pleaded dramatically.“Alright, you pathetic weak little man. Get on the bed and spread out your arms and legs.” I ordered him.I stood on the bed and stepped on his testicles. At first, he felt a sharp pain but then began to enjoy it, as his balls got between the mattress and my toe.I spat on his face and said. “Your cowardly cock is getting a taste of my pussy because I’m allowing it. You are not fucking me! I am fucking you! And
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Ninety Six.
Natasha's POV:His eyes widened in confusion. “Excuse me?”I tilted my head, reading his name tag aloud. “Zhao Feng.” I purred. “Why don’t you come in?”He hesitated, glancing nervously down the hallway. “Ma’am, I’m on duty. I can’t…”“Oh, come now.” I urged, stepping closer, my hand brushing against his chest. “I’ll make it worth your while.”“I could get fired.” He said, his voice barely over a whisper.I smirked, letting my fingers trail down his uniform. “This is the Four Seasons Hotel, the fourth most expensive hotel in Shanghai. If you get fired, I can secure you a higher position at The Peninsula, the most expensive hotel in the city.”His hesitation was obvious, his gaze flickered between my face and the hallway behind him. “Ma’am, I don’t…”“Shhh.” I pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him. “Don’t be scared, darling. I have connections all over Asia, especially in China. You’ll be safe with me.”He exhaled deeply. After a brief pause, he stepped inside and shut the door b
CEO 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
CEO 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
CEO 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
CEO 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
CEO 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
CEO 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
