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Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 69 My babies are missing!
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Alexander’s POVAs I pull up to the Flaming Academy, Collins’s words echo in my mind: “Those kids, they go to the same school as your daughter, Sophia. And their names are Scarlett and Sterling.”Today, though, I’m not here for Sophia. No, today is about finding answers—about facing something that’s gnawed at me for far too long.I scan the groups of children, and then, I see them.Scarlett’s the first to catch my eye—dark, curly hair styled to perfection, her stance strikingly similar to Isabel’s. I can’t ignore the way she carries herself, a quiet confidence in her small frame. And then there’s Sterling. When our eyes meet, I see my own blue eyes mirrored back at me. A chill runs through me. How? But I push the thought aside, telling myself I’m overthinking it.Clearing my throat, I approach them, forcing a smile, my voice smooth but not as confident as I’d like. “Hey there. Remember me?” I crouch down to meet their curious eyes.Scarlett’s eyes narrow slightly as she studies me. Th
Last Updated : 2024-12-16Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 71 The “SWAP”
Isabel’s POVRoy’s foot slams down on the pedal, and the car surges forward, slicing through the evening traffic with single-minded purpose. My heart pounds in time with the engine’s roar, relentless, as I keep redialing the number. It’s the one that shattered my world earlier with a single word: “Mom.” Every ring gets me close to them.As we pull into the park, I’m out of the car before it fully stops, the cool breeze biting against my skin. But it does nothing to cool the storm raging inside me. I barely notice it. All I see is the expanse of the park stretching before me, and all I feel is the terror clawing at my throat. I run, calling out for them, each shout tinged with desperation. My voice shakes as I cry their names, “Scarlett! Sterling!” Until, finally, I see them—two small figures, my babies. Relief floods through me, my knees almost giving out as I call out again, my voice breaking. I run, wrapping my arms around them, and I feel my arms shaking as I hold them tight.
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Alexander’s POVSeveral times my phone rings, Claire’s name flashing across the screen. I press it into Sterling’s small hand, switching it to speaker mode. He relays directions, guiding Claire to the exact spot at the parkHer voice comes through, growing more frantic with each instruction.Then, in an instant, a loud scream pierces the air. “Scarlett! Sterling!”I turn, and there she is—Claire. She rushes toward us, eyes filled with a mixture of terror and relief.“Mommy!” they chorus, rushing to her as she pulls them close. Her tears spill freely, and something heavy settles in my chest. So, it’s true. She’s their mother.Watching her cradle them, my heart twists. A strange, raw ache courses through me.But as she straightens up, her eyes lock on mine, and a flicker of something runs through them—maybe fear? But it’s gone in an instant. Her expression shifts from disbelief to something fiercer—fury.“How dare you take my kids without my permission?” she spits, her voice trembling,
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Alexander’s POVI stagger through the front door, my head spinning and my chest tight with the weight of today. Each step feels heavier, dragging me deeper into the pit of everything I’ve uncovered.The liquor burns in my veins, but nothing numbs the sting of realizing that Claire—Isabel’s lookalike—is indeed the mother of those kids. And Roy is their father. The pain feels like a weight crushing my chest, sharper than anything I’ve felt in years.I push through the double doors, ignoring the maid’s greeting as I stumble past them, not even glancing up.My feet drag me to my room, where I collapse onto the bed. The mattress bounces under me as I struggle to pull my tie off, the fabric tangling in my drunken hands.Just then, the door swings open, and Cynthia storms in, her face flushed with anger.“Where have you been all day?” Her voice cuts through the alcohol fog clouding my mind, and I lift my head, the dull throb behind my eyes intensifying.“I don’t have time for this drama right
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Cynthia’s POVI wake up with a satisfied smile, thinking maybe I’ve been overreacting for nothing. Alexander is gradually warming up to me. Last night was proof—he slept with me. I can hardly contain the thrill that rushes through me; this is what I’ve been waiting for, and it’s finally happening. Once again, I feel like I have won without having to do much. Claire’s resemblance to Isabel, her presence, it means nothing now. She has no place between us.I turn over to face Alexander, sliding closer as I say, “Happy you’re finally letting me in.” But his response stops me cold. I feel my fingers clutch at the fabric of my dress, my jaw tightening. What does that mean? Did he just sleep with me for the sake of it? No, he wouldn’t do that. He loves me—I just have to make him realize it. I force a sweet smile, pretending not to notice the sting of his words, and give him a casual reply before I slip out of the room. As soon as I close the door to my own room, fury roars to life insi
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Isabel’s POVI look down at the prototype building plan beside my office window, tracing my fingers over its edges as the door opens quietly behind me. I know it’s her—I don’t need to turn around.Instead, I keep my focus on the plans, allowing her to take in the silence as she makes her entrance. “Wow, is this really how you welcome people to your office?” Cynthia finally breaks the stillness, letting out a mocking sigh.She strides over, dropping her bag onto the chair before settling in like she owns the place. “You don’t even talk to them? Just ignore them?” A smile tugs at my lips as I turn to her. “Not for someone I wasn’t exactly expecting,” I reply smoothly, watching her reaction. “Coffee?” I ask, reaching over to start the machine. She clicks her tongue and gives a slow, deliberate nod, her chin tilting just slightly, as if she’s doing me a favor.The coffee machine hums as I press down, filling the cup with rich, dark coffee, and I place it in front of her before taking m
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Alexander’s POVI straighten the cuffs of my crisp white shirt, the soft cotton fabric smooth beneath my fingers. The charcoal-gray suit I’ve chosen for today is tailored to perfection, hugging my frame with precision. Picking up a navy-blue tie, I step in front of the mirror. The morning light filters through the blinds, casting a sharp gleam on the polished surface.As I lift the tie to my collar and begin to knot it, her face appears. Her eyes, her soft yet unyielding gaze, lock onto mine through the reflection. For a moment, it feels as though Claire Montgomery herself is staring back at me, her expression unreadable but haunting. My breath hitches.Isabel.No. I force myself to focus on the tie. My hands falter as I mutter, “I think I might have been so foolish in believing too much.” I pull the knot tighter. “This woman might look like Isabel, but she’s far from being her.” My jaw clenches as I release a heavy sigh, smoothing the tie against my chest.I make a decision then, reso
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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,
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 189 A moment to hold
Isabel’s POVI glance down at my phone again, rereading the message.Don’t worry about picking up the kids, I already got them. Just hurry up to Rosewood Terrace.My brows pull together. Why would Mom want me to hurry up to her? A quiet sense of unease stirs in my chest. I hope there’s nothing wrong. I thought she was still in the middle of that interview?“Change of plans,” I say, breaking the silence. Christine looks over at me, but I don’t elaborate, and she doesn’t push.Travis nods, adjusting his grip on the wheel as he accelerates toward the given location. The hum of the car fills the space, but my mind is restless, running through possibilities.Soon, we pull up to Rosewood Terrace. I take in the surroundings—the warm glow of string lights draped over the outdoor space, the scent of fresh roses lingering in the crisp evening air. There’s an intimacy to the atmosphere, something quiet yet deliberate.Stepping out, I spot her. “Mom.” My voice carries a hint of urgency as I walk
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 188 Heavy and unanswered
Isabel’s POVI step into the newly built condo, my heels clicking against the polished marble floors. The scent of fresh paint and new beginnings lingers in the air, but all I can think about is the past.This place was once nothing but a blueprint, an idea buried under countless arguments and power struggles with Alexander. The battles over design choices, the endless boardroom meetings, the silent wars we waged in between. I still remember the night before the launch party, standing on the balcony, exhausted yet victorious, knowing that despite everything, I had left my mark on this building. And now, here I am again—without him, but still standing.Christine walks beside me, flipping through her tablet, reading out company updates as we move through the hallways. Her voice is a distant hum in my ears until something—someone—catches my eye.A figure. A fleeting glimpse. Familiar.My breath catches as I turn sharply, my gaze locking onto the spot where I swear I just saw her. Aurora.
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 187 The missing piece
Cynthia’s POVThe words hit me harder than I expect. For a second, I don’t just freeze—I fold inward. Because I remember.God. That night.The message did go through.Back then, I had told myself it didn’t. I’d convinced myself I never hit send, or maybe that it landed in a void, unread, unseen. But hearing those exact words repeated now—my words—I know there’s no denying it anymore.“Hi, this is Cynthia Castillo. Can we meet?”I had typed it after one too many glasses of wine, my nerves on fire from Sabrina’s constant nudging. She’d kept insisting Alexander connect with Claire Montgomery—for some business shit, something about how her influence could open doors or elevate their image. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to see what kind of woman this Claire really was. So I sent that message. From my bedroom. Alone, tipsy, and stupid.When nothing came, I let myself believe it was a mistake I’d gotten away with. But now…Hearing her repeat it, in this room, in front of everyone—Shame
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 186 Calculated destruction
Isabel’s POVSilence. Heavy. Suffocating.Cynthia’s eyes lock onto mine, dark and brimming with something between fury and disbelief. The weight of Robert’s words still lingers in the air, thick as smoke, curling around the room and seeping into every crack of tension. I watch as her lips part, then press together—like she’s trying to swallow the impossible.Then, she laughs. A hollow, humorless sound. Sharp. Cold.“You’re joking, right?”Her voice carries a brittle edge, like a glass just before it shatters. But there’s no amusement in her expression. Only the slight tremor in her fingers betrays the frustration simmering beneath her carefully built walls.Robert doesn’t answer. Instead, he steps forward, measured and unshaken, before dropping the file right in front of her. The sound echoes, a dull thud that cuts through the air like a final verdict.Cynthia’s gaze flickers downward. Her grip tightens around the edge of the file as her eyes scan the words, absorbing the reality of w
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 185 The Queen’s move
Isabel’s POV“Ma’am, are you sure about this?”Christine’s voice cuts through the stillness of my office, careful yet firm. I pause mid-motion, my fingers grazing the edge of my desk as my mind momentarily drifts.I had given her the instruction earlier. A video will be going up soon—a direct response to Cynthia’s pathetic attempt to smear my name. She started this war, going public and painting me as some villain. The hell with her.I never intended for things to escalate this far. Initially, all I wanted was to rub it in their faces—how it feels to have someone more powerful breathing down their necks, disrupting their perfect little world. To make their marriage a sweet, bitter hell. Because they both deserved it. After everything they had done, this was the least of what they should suffer.But I was too calm about it. Too merciful.Cynthia has always loved to bark. Loud, persistent, desperate for attention. But now… now I’ll show her what happens when you bark without the bite to
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 184 No backing down
Cynthia’s POVThe air in the boardroom is thick with unspoken thoughts. The executives sit stiffly around the long table, their gazes flicking between one another, avoiding direct eye contact with me. Some fidget with their pens, others drum their fingers against the table, their silence louder than words.I clear my throat, leaning forward slightly, my fingers locking together as I scan each of them. “I know you’re all wondering why this meeting,” I begin, my voice even, measured. “And I also know that none of you are strangers to the news.”The reaction is immediate—bodies shifting, pens stilled, a few glances exchanged. A chair creaks as someone adjusts their posture. Some try to mask their discomfort, their expressions carefully neutral, but I see it. I feel it.My temples throb, and I press my fingers against them briefly before exhaling sharply. “Yes, I know I agreed to the partnership with Claire.” My voice is steady, but there’s a deliberate pause before I continue, my nails p
Ex-husband’s Regret: Revenge So Sweet 183 Heart full
Isabel’s POVI’m home. Finally. But peace? Nowhere in sight.“See why I never supported you returning?” My mother’s voice cuts through the air, thick with frustration. She paces the room, eyes sharp with anger. “That evil girl Cynthia will never let you rest! Look at this—she’s already revealed your true identity to the public. What next? She’ll paint you as a cheat? How shameless can she be? And now, she dares to spread lies, saying you’re not even a Montgomery!”She throws her phone onto the coffee table, her chest rising and falling as she exhales sharply. I just sit there, staring at the screen, the comments from Cynthia’s post flashing in my mind.Isabel Montgomery? Isn’t that Claire?No way! Claire and Isabel might look alike, but their class is different!Claire is classy and polished—Isabel? Not so much.Maybe she was hiding in plain sight all along.Some believed it, others refused to. The debate raged on.Just then, Aurora bursts in, shopping bags in hand, excitement shining
