All Chapters of The CEO And His Ex Contracted Wife : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Ivery’s POV.I finished helping the kids with their assignments, and just as I was about to relax, I realized that I couldn't find my phone. “Where could it be?” I wondered aloud. I started searching for it, retracing my steps from the last time I remembered having it. I checked the kitchen, the living room, and even the bathroom, but no luck. In a last-ditch effort, I decided to check the kids' room. And there it was – my phone! I picked it up, relieved to have found it. But as I looked at the screen, I saw a message from Franco, which was odd because we had spoken not too long ago. I opened the message, my heart pounding in my chest. “Can you come over now,” the message read? I couldn't help but smile when I saw the message. Maybe Franco just needed some advice, or wanted to chat about something. I called him, but the call went straight to voicemail. I left a message, figuring that he must be in the shower or something. The image of his naked body was vivid in my body, I imagin

Diva’s POV.I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't hear Ivery's voice until she spoke again. “I think I should get going,” she said, her voice shaking. It was then that I realized I had been imagining the whole scene – I had not hit her, and Franco had not slapped me. I was overcome with relief, and I took a deep breath to steady myself.“Why do you want to go now?” I said, my anger getting the better of me. “I thought you came here to seduce my boyfriend, so why are you leaving without accomplishing your mission?” Ivery’s eyes widened, and she took a step back. “That's not true!” she protested, her voice quivering. “What's not true?” I asked. “I'm not trying to seduce your boyfriend!” she insisted. "I'm just a friend! Please, you have to stop with all this nonsense.”“Then why are you here so late?” I countered, my anger building. I turned to Franco, who looked at me with a pained expression. “Please, Diva,” he said, his voice calm and steady. “Just stop. There's not

Ivery's POV.My eyes fluttered open as the sound of an alarm blared through the room. I tried to sit up, but something was holding me back. It took me a moment to realize that I was being held close by Franco, who was still fast asleep. I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of comfort and security in his embrace. I closed my eyes again, content to stay like this for a little while longer.The memories of last night flooded back in my memories and a smile crept into my face, which made my cheeks red. Do I love Franco? That I don't know, but do I want to keep having sex with him? Yes, I do. He is a sex God, Diva doesn't know how lucky she is.As I lay there in Franco's arms, my thoughts drifted to Diva. I wondered if she was still angry at him, or if she had managed to calm down. One thing I knew for sure was that she was mad at me, and I felt a little guilty about that. But I also knew that I had no control over her emotions, or my emotions. And that I couldn't force her to feel a cert

Ivery’s POV.As I stood there, my eyes locked on the strange man who had stepped between me and Diva, my mind raced with questions. Why was he here? How did he know about Diva? Who was he, and what did he want?“You ladies shouldn't be fighting in the office,” the man said, a smirk on his face. I could tell that Diva was fuming – her face was flushed, and her eyes were narrowed. But I tried to keep my cool, taking deep breaths to steady my nerves. I didn't want this man to know how much Diva had riled me up. I needed to stay calm and collected, no matter what.“And who are you?” Diva asked, keeping my voice as even as possible.I didn't even wait for him to answer. I turned on my heel and marched out of Diva's office, not bothering to look back. My anger was boiling inside of me, but I knew that I couldn't let it show. I needed to get out of there before I lost my temper. As I made my way to my office, I gritted my teeth and forced myself to breathe. I had to stay calm, no matter w

Diva’s POV.I glared at Franco, my eyes full of disdain. “How could you just ignore me like that?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice level. “If it was Ivery, you would have been falling over yourself to get to her!”I knew my words were harsh, but I couldn't help but feel betrayed by his actions. We had been engaged for so long, and I had always thought he cared about me. But now, it was clear that I wasn't as important to him as I thought.“Don't compare yourself to Ivery,” he said fiercely, his eyes narrowed. “You're not the same person, and you're not in the same situation. Don't try to minimize your importance by bringing her into this.”I looked at him, the words hitting me like a ton of bricks. It was true, I was different from Ivery in so many ways. But I couldn't help but feel like my feelings were valid, even if they weren't the same as hers.“I'm your fiancé, Franco,” I said, my voice breaking. “I'm in pain, and I'm hurt. Can't you see that? Do I not matter to you? Am I