All Chapters of The CEO And His Ex Contracted Wife : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Ivery’s POV. I knew I had to decide, but I wasn't sure what the right choice was. On one hand, Owen was a kind and caring person who I had a connection with. On the other hand, I had strong feelings for Franco, and I couldn't deny that. I was at a crossroads, and I didn't know which way to go.I was in a state of confusion, my thoughts racing in a million different directions. In a moment of desperation, I let out a primal scream. It felt good to release some of the tension that had been building up inside me.But it didn't solve my problems. I still had to figure out what to do about the man and his mysterious words. How could I go on like this, not knowing what was going on? I felt like I was losing my grip on reality. I didn't know how much longer I could hold on.As I pulled into my driveway, I noticed that something seemed off. My front door was slightly ajar, and I could hear my mother's voice coming from inside. She was shouting, and it sounded like she was arguing with some

Ivery’s POV.I watched as Diva sauntered out of my office, a smug look on her face. I could almost hear the click of her heels as she strode away, and I rolled my eyes, exasperated. How dare she warn me to stay away from Franco? Who did she think she was? The nerve of her! I seethed, and I was tempted to follow her out and give her a piece of my mind. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to remain calm. There was no point in letting her get under my skin. I had to focus on what was essential.I was sitting at my desk, absorbed in my work, when I heard a light knock on my door. I looked up and saw Diva standing there, a large stack of files in her hands and a smug smile on her face. My heart sank. I had a feeling I knew what was coming. “Diva,” I said, with a warning tone in my voice. “What do you want?” She walked in and sat down across from me, her smile widening. “I have some critical files that I need you to work on,” she said, laying them out on my desk.I looked through

Diva’s POV.The aroma of homemade food had been wafting through the air, but the reality was that I was hungry, and my stomach was growling. I decided that the only way to satisfy my craving was to go out and eat at a restaurant. I looked through my phone for nearby restaurants, and finally decided on a cozy place nearby. I grabbed my coat and headed out the door, ready to get my fill of delicious food.As I pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant, I caught sight of a familiar car in one of the spaces. It was Franco's car, and a smile spread across my face. Finally, I would get to see him again, and we could spend some time together. The thought of it filled me with a warm feeling, like a ray of sunshine on a cold day. I walked towards the restaurant, my steps light and quick. I couldn't wait to see him.The moment I stepped inside the restaurant, I felt my heart sink. Franco was there, but he was not alone. Ivery was there too, and they were with a group of children, laughing

Ivery’s POV.The shrill sound of my alarm clock jolted me awake from my deep sleep, and for the first time in my life, I was grateful that it was morning. I had a lot to accomplish today, and I was eager to get started. I jumped out of bed, hurried to the bathroom, and turned on the shower. I dressed for work, choosing a sharp, professional outfit that would command respect. Then, I headed out the door and got in my car. As I drove to the office, I prayed that Diva would be unavailable today, so I could focus on my mission without any distractions. I needed to succeed. “Good morning,” I said to the receptionist as I signed in.“Good morning,” she replied, smiling. “Is the CEO around?” I asked. “Yes, she's in her office,” the receptionist said.My disappointment must have been obvious because the receptionist's expression turned to concern. “Is everything all right?” she asked, her brow furrowed. I forced a smile, though it felt weak and false. “Everything's fine,” I lied. “I

Franco’s POV.“Hope you kids had a fun day today,” I said, giving each of them a high five. “Yes, uncle Franco!” they exclaimed, their faces beaming with joy. “Now, let's go home,” I said, and they all groaned. “No, no, no!” Celine said. “Can we go pick up my mom from work?” she asked, her eyes wide and pleading. I hesitated, not sure what to do. “I don't know, Celine,” I said, torn between saying yes and saying no.Celine looked at me with pleading eyes, and I knew I couldn't say no. “Okay, fine,” I relented. They all jumped up and down, cheering in excitement. We got into the car and started driving to Ivery's office. I felt a pit in my stomach, worried that I was making the wrong decision. I knew that Ivery might not want the kids at the office, and I felt like keeping them from Diva. But I also knew that Celine really wanted to see her aunt (mom).The kids had called me earlier that day, asking if we could spend time together. I had been feeling a bit lonely, so I jumped at