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My Ex-Husband's Regret Chapter 178
6:15 PMIt had been days since Desmond last saw Freya, ever since she revealed herself at his company's board meeting as the second-largest shareholder. Since then, he had been more disturbed and afraid.He sat at his desk in his dimly lit private office, the amber glow of his desk lamp casting long shadows across the room. Papers were strewn across the polished mahogany surface—financial reports, property damage assessments, and preliminary investigation notes on the warehouse fire that had been haunting him for weeks. He swirled a glass of whiskey in one hand, staring at the contents as though the answer to his problems might emerge from its depths.The warehouse fire had been a blow to him, but the uncertainty surrounding it had been worse. Despite the fact that his team’s investigation had been ongoing for weeks, the truth hadn't unfolded. And he still refused to believe it was an electrical malfunction.His team’s initial assessments were inconclusive, and the lack of clarity gn
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Freya's eyes got big with shock as she froze, her gaze transfixed on the TV screen. She felt her heart skip a beat as she witnessed the awful scene on air. “...the most awaited moment in the world of entertainment. Here we have Monica Holland and her finally revealed lover, Desmond July, kissing openly on the red carpet just yesterday in Hollywood! What a sight to see! Who would have thought Monica was in such a serious relationship with a man who is no stranger in the world of business tycoons…” Freya's shoulders shuddered, and she quivered like she had been standing outside in the snow for hours. Her lips barely moved as she breathed a silent “No”, shaking her head forcefully. A single teardrop, like a shiny pearl, crawled out of her eye down her cheek. Shivers were sent down her spine and she finally gave up standing and dropped dramatically to the floor. “Mom!” From a hidden corner in the living room, her eight-year-old son who had been silently watching her distress, ran
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"Move aside!” Freya staggered like a toddler taking his first steps as Desmond pushed her to the side aggressively. “I just got back from a hectic trip and the welcome I get is you standing in my way and staring at me like I'm the reason for your misery. Get me something to eat. I'm so hungry”, Desmond ordered and marched majestically into the house, pulling his small travel box behind him and ignoring the poor Freya who had bumped her head into the wall due to his rough push. Noah, whose eyes watched the little drama in horror, took a few steps backwards away from his monstrous looking father. “Little boy, get me a glass of water!” Desmond snapped as he fell lazily on the couch and tugged on his tie aggressively. He roughly tossed his luggage aside. Noah shook his head adamantly and fled to his room, ignoring Desmond's order. “Noah!” He fumed, turning his head to see Noah run off. “Desmond! How dare you!” Freya exclaimed suddenly, like she had just regained her consciou
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4:30 amFreya grasped Noah's little hand tightly, hauling him along with her.A few steps more and they were gone from the dungeon which Desmond had originally referred to as a home. With her other hand, Freya held a small saddle bag while Noah's favorite clothes could all fit into his little backpack, luckily. She also carried a small handbag along which she hung on her shoulder.Before advancing further, Freya stopped abruptly and turned around to take the final glance at her soon-to-be ex husband's gigantic mansion. The enormous white pearly building stood tall and majestic in the early morning moonlight and stared down at her as if judging her for summoning up courage to finally leave it.“I'll miss this house”, Noah finally spoke up on seeing his mother steadily regard their house for an awkward amount of seconds.Freya let out a dense sigh as she looked down at her tender son. The innocence engraved in his facial expression captured and softened her heart. “Yeah. But we're ne
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"I'm Diego. Sorry I didn't introduce myself properly”.Diego offered a handshake, a gesture of courtesy, and Freya, still reeling from her recent misfortune, hesitated briefly before extending her hand, her fingers meeting his in a cautious grasp. “Can I get your name as well, hope you don't mind?”Freya regarded the strange man called Diego with utmost curiosity aiming at getting a clue on what he was all about.His jet-black longish hair and gray eyes, accompanied by his strong jawline, blended excellently well, working hand in hand to give him a majestic and handsome appearance.“Freya”, she replied stiffly, looking away from his steady gaze.Diego, sensing her discomfort and likely shyness, let out a brief, warm chuckle, his vibrations conveying a gentle understanding.Freya scowled at him, wondering what was laugh-inducing in that arena asides her being in a pathetic state.“I know exactly how you feel. Don't worry, your belongings will be tracked down in no time. My friend here
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"Imelda”, Freya's soft voice called out and she wrapped her college friend in a warm embrace as soon as she opened the door for them.Noah's eyes wandered, his attention flagging as his mom and her friend shared a warm but overly long hug.“Freya! So good to see you once again. Please come in!” Imelda, Freya's college friend, welcomed her into the house with a warm hand gesture.With an awkward grasp, Freya clutched Noah's hand as they stepped into the house of their new host, their facial expressions etched with uncertainty. They paused in the living room, reluctant to take their seats on the couch, their bodies tense with unease.“Please, have a seat. You're welcome to my house. Freya, who's this little boy?” Imelda asked immediately, her tone laced with curiosity. Freya and Noah sat together on a couch with Noah snuggling tightly into Freya's arms. He clutched the sleeve of her blouse and Freya could tell that his shyness was kicking in."He's my son," Freya replied curtly, her to
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Freya hesitated briefly before responding to Diego, surprised by his eagerness to hear her voice again so soon after their first meeting.“Hi”, Freya said awkwardly, taking her seat gently on the bed.“I have news concerning your “bag thief”. She's been taken into custody by the authorities. Your luggage has been retrieved and I'd like you to come get them at the police station.”Freya's heart lifted with relief and gratitude as she met Diego's help with a deep sigh of appreciation, her eyes glittering with a warm smile.“Oh my goodness, thank you so much. I didn't expect this to happen so fast. I'm really grateful, sir”, she said in a high pitched tone that betrayed her happiness.“It's nothing. I just want to know where you are now so that I can come pick you up. Then we could go to the station together. Would that be okay?” Diego's soothing baritone voice pierced through her eardrums.Freya's pause afterwards was a fleeting moment of uncertainty, as if trying to make a major decisi
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Diego flung open the car door and held it open for Freya to alight with a gallant gesture, his arm extended in a majestic invitation as a warm, radiant smile spread across his face. “Please ma'am, could you step out like the queen that you are?” He murmured, his deep voice gentle and sincere, and his eyes burning with warmth, as he stretched out a hand of assistance towards her. Freya's initial moody countenance crumbled, her amusement bubbling up as she succumbed to the charm of Diego's unexpected complement. Her lips curved into a sweet smile, revealing her amusement. “Queen?” She laughed cheerfully, as she teased him about his cheesy remark. Diego's face lit up with a pleased smile, his eyes glowing with delight, as he basked in the joy of having forced a smile out of her. With a broad lingering grin spread across her face, Freya slowly placed her hand in Diego's, and he assisted her out of the car with tender care. Afterwards, Diego shut the door behind her with a soft c
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6:15 PMIt had been days since Desmond last saw Freya, ever since she revealed herself at his company's board meeting as the second-largest shareholder. Since then, he had been more disturbed and afraid.He sat at his desk in his dimly lit private office, the amber glow of his desk lamp casting long shadows across the room. Papers were strewn across the polished mahogany surface—financial reports, property damage assessments, and preliminary investigation notes on the warehouse fire that had been haunting him for weeks. He swirled a glass of whiskey in one hand, staring at the contents as though the answer to his problems might emerge from its depths.The warehouse fire had been a blow to him, but the uncertainty surrounding it had been worse. Despite the fact that his team’s investigation had been ongoing for weeks, the truth hadn't unfolded. And he still refused to believe it was an electrical malfunction.His team’s initial assessments were inconclusive, and the lack of clarity gn
My Ex-Husband's Regret Chapter 177
The morning air buzzed with anticipation as Freya’s sleek crimson car rolled to a stop outside her restaurant.As soon as she stepped out of the car, a swarm of paparazzi and reporters rushed at her and flooded the sidewalk, cameras flashing and microphones thrust forward like weapons.The usual hum of the city had been replaced by chaos. The news of her stunning corporate coup had ignited a media frenzy overnight, and Freya was the woman of the hour—a force that had brought Desmond’s empire to its knees.Freya stood with an air of composed authority. Two security guards flanked her, but she didn’t hide behind them. Instead, she faced the crowd head-on, her expression calm and unreadable, like a queen surveying her subjects.Coming along with bodyguards was as though she had anticipated the attention after her stunning move against Desmond by becoming the chairwoman of the board the day before.She was dressed in a fitted white blazer over matching trousers, her chestnut hair swept in
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It was another Monday, making it two weeks since Desmond's last board meeting. And yet, the mysterious shareholder eating into his empire hadn't been found. In fact, they were even getting stronger and gaining more ground in the company.Today marked another urgent boardroom meeting, more tense than the last. Desmond sat at the head of the long table, listening attentively to the financial reports of Dexus Innovations which revealed a massive decline in profit. His jaw tightened and his gut twisted in anxiety. He couldn't believe his ears—everything he had ever worked for was slipping beyond his grasp.Just then, without warning, the heavy double doors at the far end of the room creaked open, interrupting the meeting. The room fell silent abruptly, every pair of eyes snapping towards the entrance. Desmond’s brows furrowed, his eyes widened in shock as he set his eyes on the intruder, who was the last person he ever expected.Freya.Freya stood there, framed in the doorway like a stor
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Desmond sat at the head of the long, polished mahogany table in the opulent boardroom of his company's headquarters. The late morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting sharp reflections off the glassy surface. However, the mood in the room was anything but bright. His board members sat in tense silence, shifting uncomfortably in their seats. Their faces were painted with concern, brows furrowed, and lips pressed into thin lines.Desmond was no exception to the tension in the room. His nervous demeanor was carefully masked behind a serene expression, a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.The CFO, a middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair and a tense demeanor, cleared his throat and broke the silence. "Mr. July, as we discussed in last week’s meeting, there’s been an unexpected decline in profits this quarter. We’ve identified discrepancies in the financial flow, particularly in a few key investments that…"Desmond quickly held up a hand, his expression cal
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Freya sat on the plush leather couch in Diego’s apartment, his arms wrapped around her.Her fingers absently traced gentle lines on his thigh as they were glued to the TV screen.The news of Desmond's company being engulfed in a massive fire had spread rapidly. Freya and Diego tuned in to a news channel to witness the news even though they were already aware.The faint sound of the news anchor’s voice filled the room as the screen displayed aerial shots of a smoldering building surrounded by flashing police lights.“...authorities are investigating a massive fire that engulfed Dexus Innovations’ central warehouse late last night. Early reports suggest an electrical malfunction may have triggered the blaze, which destroyed millions of dollars’ worth of high-tech equipment, including robotics, computer gadgets, and proprietary designs. Investigations are ongoing…”A sly smile tugged at the corners of Freya's lips and she stole a glance at Diego, as if checking if the feeling of triumph
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Desmond stood at a distance, his hands clenched into fists at his sides as he watched the wild flames consume his company’s prized warehouse. The air was thick with smoke, the acrid stench of burning electronics assaulting his senses. The night sky glowed with a haunting orange, smoke rising like a veil into the darkness.Firefighters moved frantically, battling the towering flames with powerful jets of water, but it seemed futile. The fire was relentless, roaring louder than the panicked voices around him.The flashing lights of fire trucks and police cars painted his face in red and blue, highlighting the sheer panic etched in his expression. His chest heaved with each labored breath, the weight of his empire’s potential downfall pressing down on him like an iron fist.His hands trembled as he held the railings in front of him for support, his eyes fixed on the warehouse as it collapsed inward with a deafening crash. The fire was too intense; there was no saving the building."No…no
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Desmond sat on the edge of the sleek couch, his eyes fixed on the television as a business update ran across the screen. The quiet hum of the television filled the living room, but his mind was consumed with other thoughts.Freya sat on a couch across from him, focused on her phone. They were supposedly watching the news together, as husband and wife. But neither of them paid attention to what was being displayed on the screen. They didn't even talk to each other.Desmond's mind swirled with the usual concerns—his business empire, his uneventful life, and of course, Freya's defiance towards him. He glanced at Freya, absently scrolling through her phone, completely absorbed in whatever she was reading. Her posture was casual and collected, her expression neutral.The room was silent except for the murmurs of the news anchor’s voice.Then suddenly, Desmond's phone buzzed on the coffee table, breaking his thoughts. His fingers twitched, an instinctive response to the interruption, and he
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The dining room was cloaked in a heavy, tense silence. The soft clink of utensils on porcelain and the occasional scrape of a chair were the only sounds that punctuated the stillness. The chandelier above cast a warm, golden glow over the long mahogany table where Freya, Desmond and Noah sat together for dinner.Freya sat across from Desmond, her fingers lightly gripping her fork. She barely touched the food on her plate. Her gaze was fixed on him—unblinking, sharp and searching. He was eating methodically, cutting his steak with precision, his movements calm and deliberate.For days now, Desmond had been silent, almost as if he was avoiding her. It was strange and it bothered Freya so much. What was going through his head?He had changed—or at least, he wanted her to believe he had. Ever since she came back, he had stuck to his promise of becoming a changed man—it was unbelievable.His usual sharp remarks, the arrogant air, and the veiled threats had all disappeared. He had taken on
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Freya's driver brought the car to a stop in front of Desmond’s mansion. The towering estate stood firm, silhouetted against the deep orange evening sky, staring back at Freya through the car window.She exhaled slowly, glancing at Noah, who sat stiffly beside her, his wide eyes glued to the mansion and his lips pressed into a thin line. The tension between them was palpable.Though she had grown used to Desmond's outbursts, the thought of his reaction to their 24-hour disappearance unsettled her."You ready?" she asked softly, though she already knew the answer.Noah nodded, his movements jerky and uncertain. "Will Daddy Desmond be...mad?" he whispered.Freya forced a reassuring smile. "I don’t know, sweetheart," she admitted, brushing a strand of hair out of his face. "But whatever happens, stay close to me, okay?""Okay," Noah murmured, his voice barely audible.She reached over and squeezed his hand, drawing strength from the bond they shared. Then, steeling herself, she opened the
