All Chapters of Seducing My Ex-husband: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The life of the 'big bosses' of various industries are truly luxurious. Every CEO's that I come across with have different preferences, but all of them equally boasted their luxurious lifestyle through their collections.    Just like the one in front of me. From beautiful furniture to the slick fountain pens. It is also evident in the simple but elegant decor that is displayed within the office. They are of high quality and expensive accessories. I formalized the expression on my face and smiled at him.    I pasted a polite smile on my lips while hiding the slight tremor in my eyes.   "Nice to meet you, I'm from Grandeur, my name is Helga Chen," I enunciated as I accepted his outstretched hand.    My eyes deliberately trailed up to his neatly ironed formal wear to the ring coiled around his finger. Right from the corner of my eyes, I noticed how Ylac shifted on his seat with a raised e

"Johan, have you talked with Mr. Yu about the discussion? Any update?"   I broke the silence as I took a long sip on the cup of coffee that I bought on my way here. We are currently staying in the B's Orbs. Ylac prepared a room for us to use while, staying in the Philippines so we can have our space.   "I did. Hopefully we'll finish this as soon as possible."   I tilted my chin at her response. That comes a bit unexpected. I thought she is enjoying her stay with David and Ylac's company. She has them to tease like a naughty cat.   Yeah, Johan loves teasing beautiful men but that is it. I never heard any rumors about her snatching somebody away, I do am aware that she has pissed a lot of women because of her reckless hobby. From what I know, Johan has a boyfriend whom I never had a chance to meet.   My gaze inadvertently glanced at her face. We have known each other for nearly two

It was one fine afternoon, when I stepped into a luxurious boutique. The sun's heat created a thin film of sweat on my forehead. Fishing a clean handkerchief, I gently dub it against my skin, drying the moisture away.    "What are you hoping to do in a school reunion? This is hilarious, are you not too old for that? C'mon, Helga stuffs like that are only for youngsters."   Johan's litany once again, buzzed beside my ear. Her hands gesturing comical figures in the air.   "Shut up, Johan. I brought you with me to help me in finding better clothes; not to listen to your naggings and hey, in case you have an amnesia, you spoiled my vacation, so you better take responsibility."   I rolled my eyes at her as I made my way into the racks of clothes, with Johan in tow.   It was one of the rare moments where I have to shop for clothes with this woman. If only I have spare clothes that

After our little battle, I found my lips hooking into a seductive grin, while my eyes appreciate the 'feast' in front of me.   On the other hand, Martin had his hands cuffed into the headboard. His clothes are a mess; his coat was gone -leaving his white shirt with the first four buttons undone as his tie hang loosely by his neck- together with his pants, uncovering his muscular legs and the big bulge hidden underneath his boxer before my eyes.   It was as if the dream I had suddenly comes to reality albeit our situation was reversed.   Nonetheless, the man does not seem to mind, instead he looks like a man who was watching a show. His figure occupied a large space of the bed.   Meanwhile with my garments on, I simply took my undies right after removing my pumps off, before sitting right on top of his sleeping rod, giving me the illusion of riding a bicycle.   His skin feels warm

Two days had passed since that bittersweet nightmare happened. Still, I could not help but bit my lip from that shameless plan that died at the first step of its implementation.   It was a pity that it makes me want to burrow my head underground, to say the least.   Such an embarrassing move Helga Chen!   The sharp sound of heels hitting against the cold tiled floor rang within the empty hallway. Resembling the soft ticking of a grandfather clock - soothing and unhurried - leisurely taking its own rhythm.   It was the stark contrast with the turmoil raging at the corner of my mind.   Chasing those thoughts away, I turned into a corner and met the inquiring gaze of Vika.   The polite and workaholic woman was dressed in her signature suit paired with her formal footwear. Vika was exuding an untouchable aura unique to people who has a very rigid lifestyle. The k