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CEO 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
CEO 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
CEO 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
CEO 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
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Thirty Four.
Mirabelle's POV:Kneeling before me, he asked. “You only do something this crazy when someone gets you really angry or sad. So tell me, what happened while I was away?” “N-nothing happened,” I replied, forcing out a smile.“You don't have to lie to me; just tell me what happened while I was away.” He insisted.How the hell do I tell him that I bailed out Ken from prison? What if he gets upset?I mean, he has always been supportive, but this was just insane.“What the hell happened? Why do you look so bothered?” He asked for the third time.I avoided his gaze, trying to force a smile. “I’m fine, Noah. Just... a lot on my mind.” He moved closer, searching my eyes. “You know you can tell me anything, right? Whatever it is, I’m here for you.”I swallowed hard. How can I explain it? “It’s just... you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”“Try me.” He urged.I hesitated. “Actually, I was thinking about the contract with Ken.”His brow furrowed. “Is that what’s been bothering you? You’re ser
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Thirty Five.
Mirabelle's POV:Mr. Charles raised an eyebrow. “Everything alright?”“It’s just... an unexpected call,” I said, trying to maintain my composure.“Take your time.” He said, leaning back in his chair.I pressed accept. “Mitchelle, what’s going on?”“Did you let Noah know that you bailed Ken out?” Mitchelle asked.“Excuse me?” I pressed.“Well, I don't think any husband would want to learn that his wife bailed her ex-husband out.” She replied.I glanced at Mr. Charles, who was observing me quietly. “I don’t have time for this, Mitchelle. I’m in a meeting.”“Am so sorry for interrupting something so important, Estella. Maybe I can call Noah, and let him know what you did. I guess that's better.” She added.“Like I said, Mitchelle. I am busy so you are free to do whatever the fuck you want.” I hung up, turning back to Mr. Charles, who looked curious. “I’m sorry about that interruption. Where were we?”As I drove back home, my mind raced. What if Mitchelle had already told Noah about baili
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Thirty Six.
Noah's POV:As I stepped into the house, I noticed that the kids were asleep, leaving the house unusually quiet. I walked into the living room and caught a glimpse of Mirabelle, her head bent over a stack of paperwork.Leaning down, I placed a gentle peck on her cheek.“Hey, babe,” I murmured, feeling the warmth of her skin against my lips.Hey, babe.” He said, leaning down to give me a quick peck on the cheek. “How was your day?”“Busy, as always.” She replied without looking up. “What are you up to?” I asked, heading towards the bathroom to freshen up.“Just the usual paperwork.” She said, returning the smile.I nodded, then I stepped into the bathroom. After a few minutes, I returned, dressed in his nightwear with a face towel draped over his neck. Noticing that Mirabelle was still focused on her papers, I opened my mouth to suggest she get some sleep when she turned to me.“Babe, I want to tell you something. Promise me you won’t get upset.” She said, her voice trembling slightl
CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET Chapter Thirty Seven.
Mirabelle's POV:I slipped on my dark brown trench coat over my short handless black sequined dress. Then I tied my hair up neatly in a bun.As I reached the front door, I saw Jamie waiting patiently, a warm smile on her face. “Wow, Ma'am! You look absolutely stunning!” She exclaimed.“Thank you, Jamie,” I replied, feeling my cheeks flush. “Have fun tonight! I’ll make sure everything is locked up.” She said, giving me a reassuring nod.“Thanks! I’ll see you later!” I called back as I stepped outside.Noah was leaning against the car, and his back straightened as soon as he saw me. His gaze traveled from my heels up to my face, and I could see the admiration in his eyes. “Wow, you look incredible and you’re absolutely sexy.”I couldn’t help but smile. “Thank you! You don’t look too bad yourself,” I teased, glancing at his shirt and trousers.Then he opened the car door for me, and I slid inside. “So, what’s the title of the movie we’re watching?” I asked as he pulled away from the cu
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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
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 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 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 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 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 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
