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Chapter 88: Hello, Mr. President (1)
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2024-10-29 19:42:56A gasp escaped Flora's lips as strong arms wrapped around her waist, catching her before she could hit the floor. A smoky musk surrounded her. She looked up, startled, into a pair of apologetic brown eyes framed by thick black glasses.
"Oh my God, are you alright?" a male voice exclaimed, his voice laced with concern. The man holding her steadied her and then stepped back, his hands still lingering on her waist. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." As Flora opened the door to leave her father's hospital room, she bumped into a hard chest. The collision sent her off balance, and before she could process what was happening, a pair of strong hands caught her mid-fall by the waist, straightening her back up. Flora blinked, slightly disoriented. The sudden contact had knocked the wind out of her. "It's fine. I'm fine. Really. But, um... your hands?" The man looked down and realized his hands were still on her. He flinched slightly, aRelated chapters
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 88: Hello, Mr. President (3)
"In the bath!" Flora replied, her voice carrying across the bathroom and into the room.The bathroom door creaked open and Eva peeked in. Her usually bright eyes were shadowed with fatigue. She looked utterly exhausted ."Long day?" Flora asked sympathetically."You could say that," Eva sighed, her shoulders slumping. "Hey, Flora. How was the hospital?"Flora smiled weakly. "I'll be out in a few minutes so you can shower and rest. You look like you need it. We can grab some takeout for dinner when you wake up."Eva waved her off. "Take your time. I'll nap first and shower when I wake up. But tell me, how did it go?"Flora sighed, leaning her head back against the edge of the tub. "Alice excluded my name from the list of close family members, so I had to pretend to be Olivia to get in. My father looks so frail... it was hard to see him like that."Eva frowned in sympathy. "I'm sorry, Flora. That must have been tough.""It was," Flora admitted. "I'm kin
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 88: Hello, Mr. President (2)
Her eyes narrowed at the sudden shift in conversation. One moment they were discussing a company takeover, the next he was asking her out. It was disarming, to say the least."Coffee?" she repeated, a hint of incredulousness creeping into her voice. "Isn't that a little… unconventional? Considering we just met, and you have no idea if I'm even qualified for the company, let alone qualified for a date?"He chuckled throatily. "Fair point," he conceded. "But then again, who says business can't be a little delightful?"Flora couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at his playful tone. This man was a walking contradiction – an awkward geek with the confidence of a seasoned businessman and the flirtatiousness of a charming rogue. "Mr. Blackwell," she started, emphasizing his last name, "I appreciate the offer, but I'm a taken woman. Furthermore, my focus right now is solely on my father and the upcoming paternity test.”A flicker of disappointment crossed Cyprus's face, t
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 89: The Weight of Blood (1)
The days leading up to the testing were nerve-wracking for Flora. She tried to focus on work, read, and distract herself with anything that came to mind, but the looming test hung over her like a storm cloud. Each day felt heavier than the last. On the morning of the test, she dressed somberly in a dark blue blouse and black slacks, the colors reflecting her mood. Eva accompanied her, sensing the gravity of the situation. When Flora stepped out of her room and into the car, she noticed that Charles and Anna were even quieter than usual. Their usual polite small talk was absent, replaced by a solemn silence that matched Flora's internal turmoil. Charles mumbled 'good luck, ma'am' as they got into the car, his usually jovial demeanor subdued. Anna, ever the quiet observer, cast a sympathetic glance in Flora's direction. The tense atmosphere spoke volumes – the silence was more eloquent than any words. The court had directed that the testing be done at a federal ho
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There was a beat of silence, then Mr. Henderson, sensing her need for a moment of solitude, simply nodded and ushered Eva towards the hospital entrance. Alone for the first time that day, Flora took a deep breath, the weight of the situation settling upon her shoulders. She pulled out her phone, a single name on her mind. He picked up on the first ring. "Hello, you. Today’s the day of the paternity testing, isn’t it?" he asked, his voice calm and reassuring. She could hear the concern in his voice, and for a moment, she wanted nothing more than to crumble and let it all out. "Yes. I'm scared of what the results will say." She released a shaky breath. "I'm terrified, actually. What if… what if the results say…" she trailed off, unable to voice the fear that ate at her. “Sometimes I think it might have been better to stay in the dark.” Damien’s voice was soothing. "You know Alice would never let you live in peace. Whatever the test results say,
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 90: Unfriendly Gestures (1)
Three days. Seventy-two agonizing hours stood between Flora and the truth. Eva had become an elusive shadow, flitting between Flora's penthouse suite and the company's legal team with a dogged determination to ensure the paternity test results would not be compromised. "I'm taking every precaution imaginable," Eva had assured Flora, her brow furrowed with worry. "Alice wouldn't hesitate to pull a fast one if she could." Flora stared at the television screen, barely registering the vibrant colors and cheerful sounds emanating from it. She knew Eva was doing her best to protect her, but the waiting, the uncertainty, and the isolation gnawed at her relentlessly. Left alone in the vast, echoing penthouse, she felt the weight of the waiting press down on her. The phone clutched in her hand felt oddly heavy. She sighed and glanced at it, her finger hovering over Damien's contact. She missed him, craved the sound of his voice, the comfort of his words. But a
The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Chapter 90: Unfriendly Gestures (2)
The man she had met in her father's hospital room looked bored, but his expression changed instantly when their eyes met. His face lit up with a grin that sent a wave of shock through Flora. "Cyprus?" Flora's voice was barely above a whisper. Olivia beamed. "Flora, this is my very dear friend, Cyprus Blackwell. Cyprus, this is my sister, Flora." Cyprus’s grin widened. "Livi, I already know Flora. We met at the hospital." He turned to Olivia, his eyes twinkling. "Is this the sister you were talking about, the one you’re trying to make amends with?" Olivia blushed, a rare sight that made Flora's eyebrows shoot up. "Cyprus, don't embarrass me!" She turned to Flora, a sheepish smile on her face. “Come on in.” Flora hesitated but then climbed into the car, settling into the backseat. She tried to mask her discomfort, but her mind raced. Internally, she scolded herself for assuming the friend would be a woman. Still, she could not have gue
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Flora hesitated but eventually joined in, her curiosity piqued. The reader, an older woman with a cryptic smile, laid out the cards and began to speak in a soft, melodic voice. Flora listened, half-believing, half-amused, as the woman spoke of new beginnings and unexpected allies. As they left the stall, Flora’s mind drifted back to the impending test results. The tarot reading had been a fun distraction, but reality loomed heavy over her thoughts. Sensing her mood shift, Olivia looped her arm through Flora’s. "Hey, let’s grab some ice cream. There’s a stand over there that makes the best gelato." Flora allowed herself to be led to the ice cream stand, appreciating Olivia’s efforts to keep her spirits up. They ordered their gelato—pistachio for Flora, chocolate for Olivia, and mint for Cyprus —and found a spot to sit and enjoy the treat. As Flora savored the cold, creamy dessert, she felt a sense of gratitude towards Olivia. Despite their rock
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Her words seemed to register finally. The playful glint in his eyes dimmed, replaced by a flicker of annoyance. He sighed, a touch of frustration marring his features. "Fine," he conceded, stepping back with a curt nod. "Have a good night, Ms. Wicks. See you around." With a pointed goodnight, she turned on her heel and walked into the lobby, not giving him a chance to respond. She could feel his eyes on her as she made her way to the elevator, her mind racing. Should she tell Damien about Cyprus's advances? It felt trivial in the grand scheme of things, a mere blip in the chaos of her life. Yet, the way Cyprus had looked at her, the way he had dismissed her boundaries, left a bad taste in her mouth. Would Damien understand, or would this complicate things between them? As the elevator doors closed, she leaned against the wall, trying to calm her racing heart. By the time she reached her penthouse sui
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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
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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
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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
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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,
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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
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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
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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 .
