All Chapters of The CEO And His Ex Contracted Wife : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Ivery’s POV.Franco's expression was one of surprise, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly agape. He seemed to want to say something, but he held his tongue. Instead, he kept glancing at me, his gaze lingering a bit too long for my liking. But I did my best to ignore him, focusing instead on Owen. I was so focused on searching the room, that I hadn't realized Franco had noticed my behavior. “Seems like you're looking for someone,” he said, his voice cutting through the silence. I jumped, startled by his sudden comment. “Eh…em…not really,” I stammered, my words tumbling out awkwardly. But Franco wasn't convinced. “You can't fool me,” he said, a sly smile playing on his lips.“Well, I'm just curious about where Diva went,” I said, trying to sound casual. But Franco wasn't buying it. “When did you start caring about Diva?” he asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. I felt my cheeks flush, and I was grateful when Owen stepped in. “Chill out, bro,” he said, throwing an arm around m

Ivery’s POV.I opened my eyes, blinking rapidly to clear my vision. The first thing I saw was Franco's chest, just inches from my face. My head throbbed, and I reached up to touch the spot where I had been struck. As my fingers brushed against my skin, I felt the sticky residue of blood. My heart began to race, and I tried to sit up, but Franco's arms held me in place. “Stay still,” he said, his voice low and soothing. I remained still, not wanting to disturb Franco's slumber. I knew he needed his rest, and I had to keep my movements slow and steady. The longer I lay there, the more anxious I became.I had to get up, and I had to continue my search for Diva. But I also knew that I couldn't risk waking Franco. It was a delicate balance, and I had to find the perfect moment to move.Carefully, I eased myself out of the bed, my movements as light as a feather. I held my breath as I tip-toed towards the door, my heart pounding in my chest. I turned the doorknob slowly, wincing as the h

Franco’s POV.We arrived at Diva's lounge, and I practically leaped out of the car. I was a ball of nervous energy, my heart racing and my mind racing with thoughts. Ivey scrambled after me, her breath heavy as she tried to keep up.“Please slow down,” she pleaded, but I couldn't hear her. All I could hear was the blood rushing in my ears, the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I stormed through the front doors, and there she was. Diva sat at the bar, her back to me.She was with another woman, and I could see that the woman had some sort of powder on the table in front of them. Ivery grabbed my hand, squeezing it tightly.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. She gave me a look that said, "Stay calm" and I nodded.I would do anything she asked because I knew she was right. I had to keep a cool head if I wanted to get through this. I took another deep breath, letting it out slowly.I walked up to Diva and whispered in her ear, “Let's go to your room.”She looked

Franco’s POV.As I stared at the negative pregnancy test in my hand, my anger rose like a tide. A wave of emotion washed over me, carrying with it feelings of frustration, fear, and confusion. I had never expected this. I felt my blood boil, my fists clenching with rage.I turned to look at her, my anger growing by the second. Her eyes were shut tight, as if she was trying to block me out. But that only added to my rage, my blood boiling with each passing second. “What's the meaning of this?” I shouted, my voice a roar of fury.Slowly, she opened her eyes, revealing a look of pure terror. I could see the fear in them, the terror of what I might do next. But I couldn't stop myself, my anger driving me like a wild animal.“I don't understand,” she said, her voice shaking.“What don't you understand?” I snapped, my voice harsh and accusatory.I flung the pregnancy test at her, watching as she flinched, her body tense with fear. She slowly bent down to pick it up, her movements cautious

Franco’s POV.I watched as Diva stood, her eyes locked with her mom's. And then, without a word, her mom gestured for her to come closer. Without thinking twice, Diva ran to her, throwing her arms around her mom's waist. "Mom!" she said, her voice full of relief and joy. And as they hugged.I felt a flash of irritation at the scene before me, a sudden anger welling up inside me. It wasn't fair, I thought, for them to be so happy when my world was falling apart.How could they be so carefree, when everything was so uncertain? I felt my fists clench, my teeth grinding together in frustration.This was no time for lovey-dovey affection. This was a time for seriousness, for action. I wanted to shout, to demand that they take this seriously."Enough!" I screamed, my voice sounding raw and unfamiliar to my own ears. My outburst startled everyone, and Diva immediately let go of her mom. "That's no way to talk to your elders!" my dad said, his voice stern. I rolled my eyes, my frustrat