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Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 161 Shattered illusions
Alexander’s POVThe sight in front of me stirs something deep and unwelcome.Carl. Isabel. Together.Not just discussing business, but enjoying each other’s company, the kind of ease that speaks of familiarity, of something beyond mere negotiations. I freeze at the threshold, my mind stumbling for a second—before reality snaps back with a sharp, bitter edge.So, it’s true.I scoff, sliding my hands into my pockets, masking the tightness in my chest. “Didn’t realize your office had turned into a home for strays.” My voice is calm, laced with indifference, but the words are aimed directly at Carl. A reminder that no matter what he’s doing here, no matter how much he tries to insert himself into Isabel’s world, he’ll never be me.Carl smirks as he rises to his feet, unbothered. “That’s the thing about business, Alexander.” His voice is smooth, measured, with that infuriating edge of self-assurance. “The best opportunities tend to find their way home.”I catch the meaning behind his words
Last Updated : 2025-03-13Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 162 Accepting truth
Alexander’s POVI sit in the dimly lit lounge of my family’s hotel, the only place that has ever felt like a sanctuary. The air is thick with the scent of aged whiskey and polished wood, and the low hum of jazz plays in the background. Here, I can breathe—at least, I used to.I gulp down my drink, the burn trailing down my throat before I drop the glass onto the table with a loud thud. It echoes in the silence, but nothing drowns out the memories flooding my mind. Isabel’s face. The way she ignored my presence, focusing on Carl like I wasn’t even there. The way she smiled when she admitted to trying to sabotage the condo project by requesting the material cancellation.I don’t even know her anymore.They say people change when they have money, but maybe it’s not just that. Maybe she found something better—something worth throwing everything we once had away.I take another long gulp, but it does nothing to dull the ache in my chest. It’s ridiculous, really. Like some adolescent boy nu
Last Updated : 2025-03-14Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 163 Edge of disaster
Isabel’s POVI stride down the stairs, the sharp click of my heels echoing through the quiet house. The morning light streams through the wide windows, casting long shadows across the marble floors. Aurora has already left with the kids for school, and now it’s my turn to head to the office.As I reach the final step, I notice my mother standing near the foyer, her back turned to me. There’s a stiffness in her posture, her shoulders tensed as she grips her phone tightly to her ear. Her voice is hushed but urgent, words spilling out in quick, clipped sentences.I slow my steps, watching her carefully. Something is wrong.She doesn’t notice me at first, too caught up in whatever conversation she’s having. Her fingers press against her temple as she listens, then she exhales sharply, like the weight of whatever she just heard is pressing down on her.Then, the call ends.She turns, her face set in deep lines of worry. And then, her eyes meet mine.“Claire, there’s a problem,” she says.A
Last Updated : 2025-03-15Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 164 I’ll get you
Collins’ POV“So, from what you told me last night, you’ve been able to confirm the authenticity of the two documents,” I say, my voice low and measured, though barely masking my anger. I take a deep sigh, pressing hard on the file in my hand, as if the pressure might somehow contain the disappointment seething within me. “And the one my client, Eva, presented against Miss Aria is fake.” The words taste bitter on my tongue, my grip tightening around the edges of the file until they crumple under my fingers.“Yes, sir,” my secretary, Tessa, replies, but there’s a hesitance in her tone.I lift my gaze to her, my jaw tightening. “What else?”She holds out her iPad, her expression unreadable. “Also, sir, you need to see this.”I take the device from her, watching as she presses play. The video starts, and at first, nothing about it strikes me as urgent—just another scandalous clip meant to stir the public. But then, a name pulls me in like a hook sinking into flesh.“Aria Rousseau is no
Last Updated : 2025-03-16Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 165 No mercy
Collins’ POVI think it’s high time.My fingers curl tightly around my phone as I pick it up, my jaw tightening with resolve. There’s no more waiting, no more hoping things will fix themselves. It’s time to take control.The line rings once before a voice answers, low and firm. “Hello, boss.”“I’ve got a task for you,” I say, my voice sharp. “Make sure to get this done right.”A brief pause, then a simple, “Understood.”The call ends, and I exhale slowly, my grip tightening on the device until my knuckles turn white. My mind churns over everything that has happened—the video, the damage done, and Aria… my thoughts trail. I think it’s high time I stop playing by the rules and get things done my own way.I won’t let anyone who hurts the person I love go scot-free.A slow, burning rage simmers inside me, spreading through my veins like wildfire. My jaw clenches, and my breathing deepens as my vision sharpens with focus. I press a hand against my desk, the wood groaning under my grip. No
Last Updated : 2025-03-17Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 166 Between guilt and hope
Isabel’s POVThe door clicks gently as the doctor steps in, the soft sound cutting through the heavy silence in the room. His steps are measured, his presence calm yet professional, but none of it soothes the storm raging inside me. He moves toward the hospital bed, his hands steady as he checks Aria’s vitals, his gaze flicking over the monitors. His fingers press lightly against her wrist, checking her pulse, then move to adjust the IV line, ensuring the steady drip of medication.I rise from my seat, my legs moving before I can think, drawn closer by the weight of my worry. The tension in my chest tightens as I stand beside him, watching every movement with a desperation I can’t suppress. My fingers tremble as I clutch them together, my voice strained as I finally speak.“Doctor… it’s been twenty-four hours, and she’s still not awake.” My throat tightens, but I push through. “Is there something wrong? Please, do whatever it takes to get her treated. She’s…” My words falter, a lump r
Last Updated : 2025-03-18Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 167 Time is running out
Isabel’s POVThe office is quiet, save for the steady hum of the AC and the soft rustle of papers as Christine shifts beside me. She stands at my desk, her expression composed but laced with something unreadable.“Ma’am,” she begins, her voice calm, professional. “Concerning the viral video we looked into… we’re unable to detect who could be behind it. The voice was distorted—altered into something unrecognizable, as if run through layers of synthetic filters.”She pauses, as if weighing her next words, then continues.“But… there’s something else,” she says, sliding a file onto my desk. “We ran a check on the client taking Aria to court. Her name is Eva Langley. Wealthy, well-connected, but something about her financial records doesn’t sit right.”I flip open the file, scanning through the pages. The woman in the photo is striking—sharp features, dark hair, an unreadable expression. There’s something about her eyes, something cold.Christine taps the document. “From what we dug up, a
Last Updated : 2025-03-19Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 168 A truth too costly
Collins’ POVThe USB sits on my desk, small and unassuming, yet holding the weight of everything. I stare down at it, my mind pulling me back to my mind pulling back to that night, the moment Eva’s carefully guarded secrets came tumbling out. I can still see her sitting across from me, wringing her hands, her eyes darting around like a cornered animal.At first, she tried to lie. But I pushed. Hard. Until she finally broke.And then she said it. A name that refuses to leave my mind.Cynthia Castillo.My stomach twists. Cynthia. Alexander’s wife.How? What’s the connection?No matter how much I try to piece it together, I can’t make sense of it. The weight of the revelation presses down on me, a sickening mix of shock and realization.I exhale sharply, dragging a hand down my face. My gaze drops again to the USB on the table—the proof of everything. Eva’s confession. Her forced admission that she orchestrated the scandal, that she lied and destroyed Aria’s reputation for money.I made
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Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 198 No room for doubt
Aria POVThe moment I step into the LM Group building, I can feel it—the air is tense, buzzing with something unspoken. It’s in the way the receptionists glance nervously at each other, in the hushed footsteps of employees scurrying past, trying not to draw attention.But it’s when I step further inside that I spot her.Cynthia.She stands like she owns the damn place, as always. Her shoulders back, head high, the kind of look that screams drama cloaked in luxury. A slow, knowing smile tugs at the corner of my lips. Of course she’s here. Probably to pull one of her usual stunts—perform for the gallery like she hasn’t already been exposed. But who would still be sane, knowing just how close they are to losing everything?I barely had to do anything. And yet… now she’s standing right in the middle of her downfall, finally receiving the punishment she deserves.That thought comforts me—for a second.Until I see her turn toward Isabel.I can’t hear what she says, but I see it happen. I se
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 197 Family secrets
Isabel’s POVI step out into the cool air, letting the heavy door click shut behind me. A breath pushes past my lips as I lift my face toward the sky, the breeze brushing over my skin like a silent reward.“That was cool,” I murmur to myself, nodding slightly. “You don’t have to let Alexander’s presence affect you. Never again.”He’s not worth it—not the pain, not the confusion, and certainly not the space in my heart. A man who can look you dead in the eye and question your safety like it’s a business inconvenience doesn’t deserve to be kept anywhere near your soul.My hand curls into a fist at my side, nails biting into my palm.“I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure he stays far away from my life for good.”I turn to walk toward my car, heels clicking steadily across the pavement. But just as I reach for the handle, a shift in the air stills me. That familiar scent—too expensive, too calculated—hits before I even see her.Sabrina.The mother hen.Of course.I blink, inhale slowly,
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 196 Storm in her silence
Alexander’s POVThe moment Susan steps in and sees my hand clamped tightly around Isabel’s arm, the look on her face says it all—shock, confusion, maybe even fear. I release her instantly. Not because she asked me to. But because I don’t want this to be misread. I don’t need anyone forming conclusions that aren’t true.I clear my throat, jaw tight. “What is it I have to see?”Susan’s body stills like a paused frame, her eyes flicking between Isabel and me, her lips parted but words refusing to come out. I catch her hesitation, the way her fingers tighten around the phone in her hand.“It’s okay. Go ahead,” I tell her, forcing calm into my voice.Isabel crosses her arms as Susan steps forward, her face blank, almost like she’s suddenly detached. She stretches the phone toward me like she doesn’t care how it lands.I take it and press play.My breath stills the moment Isabel’s face appears on screen—teary, delicate, almost too damn convincing.“I and Cynthia have been friends for long n
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 195 Not until I’m done
Isabel’s POVI walk through the glossy marbled floors of the King’s Empire building, each step echoing with purpose. The air is thick with quiet power—assistants darting between elevators, phones ringing in clipped urgency, polished shoes tapping rhythmically against glass floors. But none of it touches me. My focus is razor-sharp.Strike when the iron is hot.Perfect timing isn’t just a tactic—it’s an art.And right now? The fire’s raging.I don’t stop to greet anyone. I don’t pause when heads turn. I know where I’m going.Alexander’s office.When I reach the door, I don’t knock. I push it open with a practiced ease. Bold. Unapologetic.His face lifts from the document he’s reading, surprise—or is that shock?—etching deep into his features. Understandable. I’m not the type to show up uninvited. But today?Today, I’ll bend the rules.If only to twist the reaction I want out of him.He stands slowly, like a lion woken from his throne, cautious but alert. I wrap my arms around my chest,
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 194 Not safe
Isabel’s POV I’m in the middle of a meeting with the team, my fingers tapping lightly against the polished table surface as voices buzz around me. But my mind… my mind drifts elsewhere. It drifts back to that moment at The Elites, to Cynthia’s face—her expression shifting like crashing waves. Shock. Anger. Confusion. Disbelief.The thrill of it makes me scoff under my breath, an involuntary laugh slipping through. A few heads snap in my direction. I quickly adjust in my seat, placing my hand over my lips like I’m clearing my throat. Too late.“Ma’am?” one of the team leads leans in, cautious but direct. “What are we going to do about the event location? Time’s running out. As of now, we still don’t have a confirmed venue.”I nod, slow and thoughtful. Their concern is valid. “We were supposed to partner with The Regency,” I say, voice calm but clipped. “Carl turned us down at the last minute.” My jaw tenses slightly. “Now, it’s either we go back to partnering with The King’s… or we se
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 193 What am I?
Cynthia’s POVHe walks toward me calmly, like a man who didn’t just have his secret ripped from the shadows and laid bare. Without a word, he plucks the photo from my trembling fingers, bends slowly to pick up the book, and straightens with a sigh like this is nothing more than an inconvenience. Like my entire world hasn’t just shifted.He turns his back to me, facing the far end of the room with that irritating stillness he always uses when he’s trying to dismiss a situation.I blink. Once. Twice. The coolness in his posture stuns me—it’s a stark, calculated contrast to what I expected. No shouting. No denial. Just silence. But I refuse to let him act like he doesn’t owe me an explanation.“If you’re here to ask for money again,” he says, his voice hard and sharp, “then just leave. I’m not wasting my money on you—especially not when you’ll end up spending it on shopping sprees.”He doesn’t flinch. Doesn’t even turn. And that’s what sends my pulse spiking. He’s ignoring it. All of it.
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 192 The secret between us
Cynthia’s POVI slam my leg into the air, nearly losing balance as rage swells inside me like a storm. My fists clench tightly by my sides, nails digging into my palms. My mind won’t stop replaying the scene—her smirk, her voice, the smug way Isabel claimed ownership of the flagship store like it was hers all along. And the audacity—the unforgivable nerve—to send me out like I was nothing. Canceling my membership card like I was some common outsider.I scream, the sound raw and guttural, before slamming my hand against the tire of my car. “Damn you, Isabel. Damn you!” I shout again, louder this time. “Who the hell do you think you are?!”My chest heaves, and I pause for a second, my rage momentarily paralyzed by the weight of humiliation. Then, without thinking twice, I yank the car door open and slide in, slamming it shut behind me. My foot hits the gas like I’m crushing every ounce of rage Isabel left behind, and I tear out of the parking lot.Minutes blur together before I’m pul
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 191 Real feast
Isabel’s POVI smooth my hand over the silk fabric hugging my body, taking in the sight of myself in the mirror. A slow, calculating smile tugs at my lips. “Today,” I murmur to my reflection, “I’m going to reveal a part of me Cynthia never knew about. A part I placed in her life for a moment exactly like this.”My fingers graze the velvet box on the vanity, lifting it to reveal a set of emerald-encrusted earrings—bold, elegant, quiet power. As I slip them on, I think of her. I know how much of a big spender Cynthia is. Shopping is her escape when the walls start to close in, when the guilt begins to whisper. But how will it feel when she finally discovers the mastermind behind the elite group she so shamelessly parades around in? The very empire she thought was her playground—mine.Just as I pick up my bracelet, the door bursts open.“Well, well…” Aurora says, arms crossed, eyes twinkling. “I guess today’s the day. I’ve been waiting for this moment forever. Do you know how annoying it
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 190 Bitter crown
Cynthia’s POVThe glow of the TV screen is the first thing I see when I wake up. The news stares back at me, unrelenting. The same interview that has been flooding the internet since yesterday plays on loop, as if daring me to react.I sit up slowly, pulling my knees to my stomach. My fingers thread through my hair, pushing it back as I take a deep breath. But the words keep replaying, burning themselves into my mind.“It’s true that my daughter Claire is also known as Isabel—the name she has been known for since she was separated from us. We decided to hide the fact that she’s Isabel for her safety.”Victoria Montgomery’s voice feels distant, but it still hits me like a blade.I throw the covers aside, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. My throat feels dry, my chest tightening with something I refuse to name. I reach for the glass pitcher on the nightstand, pouring water into a glass with unsteady hands. The water swirls as I lift it to my lips and down it in one swift gulp,
