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Chapter 69: Little Things for a Little Cat (2)
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Flora raised an eyebrow, surprised by Catarina’s insistence. “Catarina, really, there’s no need. I’ll be fine on my own. And it's hardly wandering if I already have a set destination in mind.”
Catarina shook her head, grabbing her coat. “I’m not letting you go out alone, not after everything that’s happened. I’ll feel better if I’m with you.” Flora, touched by Catarina’s protectiveness, decided not to protest. “Alright, you win. Let’s go.” As they headed towards the door, Flora turned to Esther. “Take care of Whiskerton for me, okay? I’ll be right back.” Esther offered a reassuring nod, her face serious. “I will, Miss Flora. Be careful out there.” Flora gave her a cool smile before stepping out into the cool evening air, Catarina close behind her. The night was quiet, the streets illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights. Flora felt a rush of excitement as she unlocked her car, grateful for the opportunity to step out of the confiRelated chapters
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 70: Nowhere to Run (1)
“Flora, what’s happening?” Catarina’s voice trembled, her eyes wide with fear.Flora didn’t reply immediately, her mind racing. She glanced in the rearview mirror, her heart sinking as she saw a blue jeep pulling up behind them, effectively trapping their car. Is headlights glared like malevolent eyes. Memories of the assaults in the parking lot and the hospital gardens flooded back, causing her head to throb painfully. It reminded her of the violence she had already endured. Panic clawed at her throat.“Not again,” she muttered under her breath, gripping the steering wheel tightly. She remembered Damien's words that Tilly Goodman’s accomplice was still at large, and a sickening sense of dread settled in her stomach.“Flora, we need to get out of here!” Catarina’s voice broke through her thoughts, urgent and panicked.Flora took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. Her voice was tight with suppressed fear. “Brace yourself, Catarina. This might get rough.”
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 70: Nowhere to Run (2)
Flora’s heart raced, her mind scrambling for a plan. Her lungs burned, her chest heaving with exertion and terror. The silence after the cacophony of gunshots was deafening. She glanced at Catarina, who was trembling, her eyes wide with fear.She turned to Catarina, her voice quavering. "Are you alright?"Catarina, still visibly shaken, nodded slowly. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she managed a shaky voice. "I… I think so, Miss Flora. But what… what was that? Who are those people?"Flora didn't have an answer. Her mind raced, piecing together the terrifying puzzle. Tilly Goodman's accomplices. This must be their revenge for Tilly who was still locked up. Trapped and vulnerable, she felt a crushing sense of despair.“I don't know but we have to run, Catarina. As soon as I open the door, we make a break for it. Got it?” Flora’s voice was calm and steady, despite the fear gnawing at her insides.Catarina nodded, her face pale but determined. “Okay. I’m ready.”
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 70: Nowhere to Run (3)
Flora reached the window and tried to open it. It was stuck fast, and she gritted her teeth, using all her strength to push it open. Finally, with a groan of protest, the window slid open, and a rush of cool night air filled the room.“Quick, Catarina, you go first,” Flora said, her voice urgent.Catarina climbed up and squeezed through the window, landing outside with a soft thud. Flora followed quickly, her heart pounding in her chest. They stood in the darkness, the cool night air wrapping around them like a comforting blanket.“What now?” Catarina whispered, her voice trembling.Flora glanced around, her mind whirling. They needed to find a phone, to call for help. She spotted a small convenience store up ahead, its neon sign flickering in the night.“Over there, the store. Maybe they have a phone,” Flora said, her voice filled with hope.They hurried towards the store, their footsteps echoing in the empty streets. Flora’s heart pounded in her chest, her
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 71: A Night of Dread (1)
The phone call to Damien felt like a lifetime ago, each passing minute stretching into an eternity. Flora, with the cashier's phone clutched tightly in her hand, tried to calm her racing heart after seeing the intimidating men. Catarina stood beside her, her usually composed demeanor replaced by palpable fear. The dim hum of the fluorescent lights and the sterile smell of the store did little to alleviate their anxiety.Every second felt like an eternity as the intruders drew closer, the quiet ticking of the clock above the counter echoing ominously in her ears. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves.The tranquility was abruptly shattered as the store's door was flung open with a forceful bang, swinging wildly on its hinges. Four men - apparently there was a fourth man she had not seen earlier - each wearing grotesque masks of various cartoon characters, burst inside. These weren't your average robbers; they moved with a predatory purpose that sent shivers down
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 71: A Night of Dread (2)
Flora’s eyes welled up with tears, the magnitude of Catarina’s loyalty and bravery in the face of such danger nearly breaking her. She couldn’t help but sob quietly, a mix of fear, relief, and overwhelming gratitude. She was quickly silenced by a rough shove from Sco*by , who sneered, "Save the tears, lady. You’ll need them later."They were led out of the store, Flora propelled by a gloved hand on her back, and towards the waiting blue jeep. Flora’s legs felt like lead, each step a monumental effort against the tide of terror washing over her. The night air was cold, biting against her skin as she was pushed towards the car. She threw one last glance at the convenience store, where the cashier watched helplessly from the window, his face a mask of pity and fear. A small part of her was relieved that at least he hadn’t been hurt because of her.The men roughly shoved Flora and Catarina into the back seat of the jeep. Flora stumbled, falling against the leather seat, and Cata
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 72: Stolen Into the Night (1)
The agonizing car ride stretched into what felt like a hundred years. Each bump in the road sent a fresh jolt of fear through Flora. How long had they been driving? Her legs felt cramped from being crammed into the back seat and she had lost all sense of time. Her surroundings were a blur of terror as she sat trembling in fear beside Catarina. Her heart raced in her chest, echoing like a drumbeat in the stifling confines of the blue jeep. The blindfold pressed against her eyes, blocking out all light, leaving her with nothing but her racing thoughts and the dread of what awaited them. She couldn't tell how long the drive lasted. It felt like an eternity as the vehicle sped through unknown terrain. The rough fabric of the blindfold irritated her skin, and the ropes binding her wrists chafed painfully. She could feel Catarina's warmth next to her, the maid's breathing quick and shallow, mirroring her own fear. Suddenly, the jeep jerked to a halt, and Flo
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 72: Stolen Into the Night (2)
Their captors' footsteps receded as the door slammed shut behind them, the sound echoing through the hollow space.Flora wasted no time. In two swift strides, she crossed the room and engulfed Catarina in a tight embrace, wrapping her hands around her tightly. Catarina's body was shaking uncontrollably, and Flora could feel the rapid rise and fall of her chest as she struggled to keep her composure.“Catarina, are you alright?" Flora whispered, her voice thick with concern."Miss Flora," Catarina's voice quivered, her breath hitching with suppressed sobs, "what do you think they want from us? Why are they doing this?"Flora shook her head, her mind a whirlwind of chaotic thoughts. The men's appearance was as much of a puzzle to her as it was to the maid. Who were they? Why had they brought her here? Was Tilly Goodman behind this, or was this something entirely new, another layer to the tangled web she found herself ensnared in?Flora wished she had an answer, but
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 73: The Wooden Chair (1)
Fear was a constant companion in the suffocating silence for Flora and Catarina. They were huddled together in the dimly lit room, their breaths shallow and their hearts pounding in unison. The air was thick with fear and the pungent smell of dampness. They had been here for hours, but it felt like an eternity. Flora's eyes darted around the room, searching for any sign of hope or a potential escape route. Catarina, her loyal maid, clutched her hand tightly, her knuckles white with tension. They sat backs to the wall, eyes flitting nervously towards the heavy metal door. Every rustle, every creak of the old building, sent a jolt of adrenaline through them. The silence was finally shattered by the screech of the rusty lock. The door swung open with a bang, revealing a single figure – the man in the M*ckey M*use mask. The incongruity of the cheerful mask and the grim situation sent a shiver down Flora's spine. Without a word, the masked man str
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The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Author's Note
Hello everyone, Ena here! Phew, this has been quite a journey. I can hardly believe that we've reached the end of this story together. What started as a simple idea has grown into something so much more, and that’s all thanks to you readers and your support. Thank you for sticking with me and I'm grateful to every single one of you. Though we’re closing this chapter, I hope this isn’t goodbye. I have more stories to tell, and I’d love to share them with you. I'll be back soon with an even better book. Until next time 💛 All my love, Ena Starr.
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 130: The End (3)
Two Weeks Later The evening had settled into a comfortable warmth as Flora parked her car in the driveway of Damien’s estate. The sky was a gentle gradient of fading sunset hues, a perfect close to what had been a long but fulfilling day with Eva. They had been going over the offers from several publishing houses and TV studios, that wanted to monetize Flora's experience with Alice and Janice. It had been exhausting, but there was a sense of peace that came with knowing everything with Alice was truly over. Justice had been served, and Flora was finally free. With a content sigh, she gathered her things, pushing open the front door. The house was unusually quiet, save for the faint rustle of the breeze outside and the distant clinking of glass from the kitchen. A cozy warmth greeted her, the familiar scent of home wrapping her in comfort as she stepped inside. "Hello?" she called out softly, slipping off her shoes and setting
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 130: The End (2)
Flora’s breath caught in her throat, but she held her composure, her hands clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. She cast a glance across the courtroom and met Alice’s eyes. There was no fire in them, no anger or hatred. Only resignation. This was her fate, sealed and unchangeable. Alice would spend the rest of her life in jail. There would be no escape, no return to the life she once knew. She would die there, alone. The judge then turned her attention to Janice, who sat trembling in her seat. “As for Janice Holden,” the judge said, her tone unwavering, “for the charge of conspiracy to commit murder, and for the misuse of her professional authority as a nurse, resulting in the death of Vera Wicks, this court finds the defendant guilty.” Janice sobbed openly as the judge delivered her sentence: twenty-five years to life, with the possibility of parole only after serving the minimum term. But even with parole, Janice would never fully escape her crimes.
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 130: The End (1)
The next few days blurred together, filled with a whirlwind of action and emotion as Flora set the final stage for justice. Filing the formal report against Alice was both cathartic and devastating, but it was something Flora knew she had to do. This was the final step in a journey that had begun when her life was torn apart by betrayal, and now, she was finally fighting back. Alice was arrested almost immediately after Flora's report, and to everyone's surprise, she didn’t resist. For the first time in their long and painful history, she didn’t fight back. There were no screaming matches, no attempts to manipulate or twist the situation in her favor, no venomous remarks hurled in Flora’s direction. Instead, Alice turned herself over with an unsettling calm, submitting a written confession detailing her involvement in both the death of Flora’s mother and the accident that had left her father a prisoner in his own mind. Flora knew Alice’s cooperation wasn’t born
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 129: The Coward's Way Out (3)
A chill ran down her spine, and she stammered out the first question that came to mind. “Olivia…are you—”Before she could finish, Olivia let out a bitter laugh, the sound filled with a weight of sorrow and exhaustion. It wasn’t a happy laugh, but one of disbelief at her own situation.“Yes, I’m pregnant,” Olivia confirmed softly, cutting off Flora’s stumbling attempt to find the right words. She rubbed her palm lightly over her stomach as if to comfort herself more than anything else. “And before you ask, it’s Cyprus’s.”Flora’s breath caught in her throat. Cyprus. Of course it was his. Her mind flew to that one disastrous night that Olivia had had with the arrogant vice president of Defendwise Ventures.“Olivia…” Flora whispered, her voice thick with disbelief. “What are you going to do?”The question hung in the air like a fragile thread, and for a moment, Olivia seemed lost, her gaze fixed on some distant point beyond the supermarket, beyond the immediate rea
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 129: The Coward's Way Out (2)
Olivia’s face was puffy, her eyes rimmed red and swollen from crying. She looked utterly devastated, her usual composed demeanor shattered. Her bottom lip quivered as she attempted a smile, but it was weak, trembling at the edges. "Flora," Olivia whispered, her voice cracking. Flora stepped forward, unsure whether to close the distance between them or keep some space. She could see the exhaustion written across Olivia’s features, the turmoil swirling behind her eyes. For a moment, neither of them spoke, the weight of what had brought them here pressing down on both of them. Olivia broke the silence first, her voice barely above a whisper. “I—I didn’t know.” She choked on the words, shaking her head as fresh tears welled in her eyes. “I didn’t know what my mother was capable of. I swear to you, Flora, I didn’t know any of it.” Flora stood still, absorbing Olivia’s words. She wanted to believe her. Desperately. But the betrayal of the past day,
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 129: The Coward's Way Out (1)
The buzzing of Flora’s phone startled her out of her thoughts. It was Olivia. The message read:“Can you meet me in thirty minutes? There's a small 24-hour supermarket called "Pinegrove Market" not far from the estate. I’ll be there. Please, Flora, I really need to talk.”Flora’s pulse quickened as she read the message. Thirty minutes? She glanced at the clock. It was late, and while her body still ached with exhaustion, the urgency in Olivia’s words cut through any hesitation. Something in her gut told her this couldn’t wait. Without overthinking it, she typed a quick reply:“I’ll be there.”She stood up from the couch, assessing her loose pants and short-sleeved top. They would have to do for such an impromptu meeting. She padded quietly upstairs, not wanting to disturb the peaceful quiet of Damien’s home. He was fast asleep, one arm draped over his eyes, his breathing steady and calm. Flora felt a pang of guilt for slipping out, but she had to do this. Bending dow
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 128: The Calvary (3)
Just as the words left Eva’s mouth, the kitchen door opened, and Damien stepped inside. He looked at Flora, his gaze soft and warm, and without a word, he crossed the room and kissed her gently on the temple. “Eva’s already started drafting the court papers,” he said, finishing Eva’s sentence. His voice was calm, matter-of-fact, as though they were discussing something far less monumental.Flora blinked, still processing everything. “Has Alice made a move since we left the estate?” she asked, her voice quiet but steady.Damien shook his head. “No,” he replied. “I think she knows this is the end for her.”The weight of his words settled over the room, and for a moment, there was nothing but the soft sound of the stew bubbling on the stove and Whiskerton’s contented purring. Flora exhaled slowly, a mixture of relief and exhaustion washing over her.That night, after dinner had been cleared away and Catarina and Eva had gone off to bed, Flora sat alone on the couch in t
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 128: The Calvary (2)
Flora blinked, her eyes stinging with fresh tears. She knew who had orchestrated this—who had called Catarina and Eva, who had made sure that when Flora woke up, she wouldn’t be alone. It had to be Damien. He had seen how close she was to breaking, how much she needed the people around her now. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Flora looked between Catarina and Eva, her lips trembling with a bittersweet smile. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “Thank you for coming.” Catarina patted her cheek affectionately. “You’re stuck with us now,” she said with a soft almost motherly smile, before turning back to the stove to finish serving the stew. “Now, sit down and eat before you collapse. I made your favorite.” Flora’s stomach growled again in response, and she let out a soft laugh. Their presence, combined with the savory aroma of the stew, filled the room with a sense of comfort that Flora hadn’t realised she'd been craving .
