All Chapters of Abigail's Absent Husband Is A CEO: Chapter 501 - Chapter 510

Mallory's every waking moment used to be consumed by thoughts of how to win Xander and how to become his woman. Now, with Xander lying next to her, her wish was about to come true. Yet for some reason, she was not as overjoyed as she thought she would be. Instead, a nameless, indescribable emotion was spreading through her heart, making it clench in a way that made her breathless. But for the sake of a better life, she could not back down now. She had to become Xander's woman tonight. If she could carry Xander's child tonight, she would no longer be under Max's control.She reached out, trying to unbutton Xander's white shirt, her hand trembling uncontrollably. Mallory kept telling herself, 'Xander is out of it right now. It's not that terrifying.'But what Mallory did not expect was Xander suddenly gripping her wrist before she even touched him, his voice as chilling as a demon's. "Who the hell are you?"Startled, Mallory managed to stammer out, "Mr. Zane, you're drunk. Don't you r

"Are you good now?" Dr. Sander asked.Mallory nodded in response."That's a good girl," Dr. Sander said, her demeanor much like a kind elder.However, Mallory knew that anyone aligned with Xander could not possibly be of virtuous nature. One moment, Dr. Sander could be charming and congenial; the next, she could bare her fangs, wishing nothing more than to devour her.Before long, Xander emerged from the bathroom, fresh from his bath, donning a clean set of clothes. Samuel promptly approached him. "Mr. Zane, our men have almost completely scoped out the Illumination Club. The place is riddled with traps and surveillance. Navigating within without being detected is no easy feat. But we've found a way out that ensures Ron won't detect us.""Excellent," Xander replied."Shall we leave now?" Samuel asked.Xander could not wait to leave the squalid place. "Yes. But keep watch. We need to expose whoever else is working with Ron.""I've already set up surveillance. If anyone contacts

Abigail had a mental map of all the high-end clubs in Florivera, but the Illumination Club, a mere stone's throw away from her home, was entirely foreign to her. As she journeyed there, she could not help but wonder if this was a ruse by Ron, but the presence of Xander eased her concerns.The break of dawn saw the roads virtually empty. It did not take Abigail long to arrive at her destination. Parking her car, she was met with the sight of an abandoned, encroaching wall. A decrepit wooden gate stood at the center of the wall, above which hung a barely legible sign that read "Illumination Club". The sight was a far cry from the clubs she was used to, and it only amplified her suspicion toward Ron. As she reached for her phone to call him, a man clad in a suit materialized beside her as if out of thin air."Ms. Renee, please follow me."Abigail nearly dropped her phone from the shock but managed to grip it just in time. "Where did you pop up from?" she asked.The man remained silent

Ron, perceptive of Abigail's inner turmoil, suggested, "If you're uncomfortable, Ms. Renee, then maybe it's better not to look." Abigail stayed silent. Ron resumed, "Let's go then. I'll treat you to breakfast."Abigail countered, "Shouldn't you be encouraging me to check again, Mr. Hagrid?""Do you want to?" Ron asked."To confirm it's not Mr. Zane, so I can work in peace in the future.""Then have a look." Ron led Abigail back to the door, nudging it open just a sliver.From this angle, they could not see the bed, but the clothes strewn about at its foot were clearly visible. The scattered white shirt and black trousers appeared ordinary, but the unique embroidery on the cuffs belonged solely to Xander's wardrobe. Not only did the clothes confirm the man in bed was Xander but also the voices of the pair, both of which Abigail knew too well. Even if they were in the throes of passion, Abigail could tell it was Xander and Mallory.'Did Xander really sleep with Mallory? He never ev

Abigail sighed heavily. After all, she was just Xander's assistant; she had no right to intervene in Xander's personal life. The first rule of a good personal assistant was to obey their employer, not to ask too many questions about things they were not supposed to know about, to pretend not to know even when they did, and certainly not to dictate the employer's private life. She told herself to let it go, to pretend she had not seen or heard anything today. Yet, something was gnawing at her, making her uncomfortable. If Xander had always presented himself as a playboy, cheating on his wife, she might have found it easier to accept. Instead, Xander's usual affectionate-husband image and his faithfulness to his marriage made her respect him even more.She had been working alongside Xander for a year now. In her mind, he was more than just her boss; he was a mentor, a guide, someone she deeply respected. Seeing such a person change so dramatically was hard for anyone to digest, but she