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CEO 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
CEO 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
CEO 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
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
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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
