All Chapters of Gosh!!! Addicted to my CEO Ex-Husband: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Dylan, my business hasn’t been good ever since I changed the face of my brand. I hate to say it but Maeve’s pictures were selling well,” Sandra complained with a pout. Dylan sighed, not knowing what to say and careful to not offend her due to how she kept suspecting that he was developing feelings for Maeve. “Perhaps you should go and talk to her. You are cousins,” he suggested. Sandra knew that too. She should have gone to talk to Maeve when the latter felt suspicious of her and Dyla but due to the jealousy, hate, and envy she felt towards her cousin, she did not want to. Whereas for things not working out for her after Maeve stopped wearing her brands, she began to think about swallowing her pride and doing the needful. “I thought about it too but I just hate her,” she seethed, Dylan frowned a little. He was beginning to love Maeve but could not tell her cousin. “But you need her and I’m going to get married to her right after the birthday party,” There was an excitement tha

Sandra had spent money bribing a few people when she arrived here with the hope that Maeve would pay for it by purchasing the dress but if Dylan agrees to pay, Sandra could kiss her money goodbye, knowing that Dylan did not have it to give her.Maeve never asked Dylan for anything since they began dating. It has always been the other way round so this was unexpected and the money Dylan had was already budgeted for compensation, whereas it was not even enough. The nervous clearing of the throat was heard from the end of the line before Dylan’s smiley voice was heard. It was evident that he was pretending. “Ehmm…sure, sure, anything for you, sweetheart. Can I talk to Sandra?” Maeve smiled, “Sure you can. The phone is on speaker. “Sandra,” Dylan called out and she frowned in annoyance before responding, “Dylan.” “You can leave the dress with Maeve. I will transfer the money into your account,” Dylan said confidently like it was nothing but his heart ached for it. If he and Sandra k

The next day, Dylan arrived in the office and immediately went to knock on Reginald’s door. “Come in.” Dylan opened the door and Reginald smiled and said, “Dylan, have a seat.” Dylan sat and Reginald continued to say, “Your being here means there is a problem.” Dylan was smiling like a fool when all he wanted to do to the man in front of him was strangle him for not being on board that private jet and how he was investigating the plane crash seriously with Gabriel, making Dylan powerless. He was also internally annoyed by the way Reginald addressed him by name when he always addressed Gabriel as a son. “Not really. I want to talk about my marriage to Maeve.” Reginald was displeased but successfully masked it with a smile. “I see. So, what have you decided?” He already heard the rumors and was hoping for Maeve to call off the stupid engagement, especially after Gabriel said that she was being a good girl. “I am setting our wedding date to a week after your birthday,” Dylan revea

“Vincent is dead,” Gabriel announced, his mood sore. Vincent was the only one they were sure to get vital information from since Dylan had done a very good job this time in covering up his tracks. He knew that investigations would indeed be performed so he prepared ahead of time. All investigations were coming to an end with a cliché conclusion; An accident but Gabriel was sure that it was not an accident, even when he could not prove it. Not only could the detectives not lay hands on who tampered with the jet but also, the pilot was burnt and they could not perform any autopsy as to whether he was drugged or anything. Maeve sat in her swivel chair and went into deep thought, trying to recollect the memories of the future, since she was now three years back into the past to correct her mistakes. The day before her death, Vincent was the one who drove her to the house after her return from her antenatal when Dylan claimed to

“Maeve, don’t you think that leaving your cousin there like that is a little too harsh?” Dylan asked after driving out of the restaurant’s car park. Calculating the distance to Maeve’s house, he was worried because they had not even ordered food and both he and Sandra were hungry. She had nothing on her and would remain like that till he sent the cab to get her. Even at that, she would still not be able to pay since she’d have to get to his house to take either of his cards or cash to pay the cab driver. “Dylan, are you sure you are not in love with my cousin?” There was no expression on Maeve’s face and the question caused Dylan to freeze. He quickly forced a smile, “Maeve, what are you talking about?” Maeve turned to his direction, looking at his side profile. “You care too much about her and I can’t help being jealous. Maybe I should get a detective to be watching you.” She observed how Dylan’s hands