All Chapters of Ex-wife Returns : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Madam Katie put down the phone and took a deep breath, gathering her composure. She knew the news would disappoint Jonathan and James, but there was no way around it. Carina's wellbeing came first, and Martins' unexpected appearance had thrown everything off course.As she walked back to the dining room, she could hear the low hum of conversation and the clinking of silverware. Jonathan and James were already seated, engaged in light banter to pass the time.James looked up as she approached the table. "Was that Carina on the phone?" he asked, a hint of anticipation in his voice.Jonathan, catching the tail end of the question, turned to Madam Katie. "Is she on her way?"Madam Katie sighed softly and took her seat. "I’m afraid not. Due to unforeseen circumstances, Carina won’t be able to make it tonight."James frowned slightly. "Is everything alright?"She nodded, her expression serious. "Yes, everything’s fine. It’s just that something urgent came up, and she needed to take care of

Jonathan and his son James returned home after the dinner, the evening air crisp and cool as they stepped inside the grand foyer of their estate. Jonathan hung up his coat, looking thoughtfully at James. "It’s a shame we couldn't meet Carina tonight," Jonathan said, breaking the silence. James nodded, a spark of curiosity in his eyes. "Yeah, it is. But I have to admit, I’m really interested in meeting her." Jonathan raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his son's enthusiasm. "You seem more interested than usual, James. What’s caught your attention?" James shrugged, trying to play it off casually, but the excitement in his voice was evident. "From what Madam Katie said, Carina seems like an extraordinary woman. And... I don’t know, there’s just something about her." Jonathan chuckled, clapping his son on the shoulder. "You know, I’m impressed. You don’t usually show this much interest in women." James smiled, his mind already racing with thoughts about Carina. "Maybe she’s different."

Martins left Carina’s house, his mind in turmoil. The kiss had been a desperate attempt to reclaim something that was slipping away, but Carina had pulled back. Her words echoed in his mind, "I can’t do this, Martins." The realization that she was serious about moving on, possibly with James, gnawed at him.As he drove, the weight of the situation pressed down on him. He couldn’t shake the feeling that everything was slipping through his fingers. The thought of Carina with someone else, especially someone as polished and charming as James, made his heart ache. He slammed his hand against the steering wheel in frustration and let out a loud, guttural scream. The sound reverberated in the confined space of the car, but it did little to alleviate his pain.He pulled over to the side of the road, taking a deep breath. He needed to get a grip. Driving aimlessly wasn’t going to solve anything. He picked up his phone and changed his destination. He wasn’t going home; he was going to his fath

Luke stormed into his house, still fuming from the conversation with his grandfather. The tension had not eased by the time he reached the living room, where his mother, Claire, was sitting. Her face lit up with concern as she saw him.“What’s wrong, Luke? You look upset,” Claire said, her voice gentle.Luke threw his coat on a nearby chair and flopped onto the couch. “It’s Martins and Carina. The whole situation is a mess.”Before Claire could respond, Luke noticed someone else in the room. Sitting quietly beside his mother was Nelly. Luke’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and confusion.“Nelly? What are you doing here?” he demanded, his tone sharp.Claire stood up, sensing the tension. “I’ll leave you two to talk,” she said, exiting the room swiftly.Nelly straightened up, her eyes hardening as she met Luke’s gaze. “I came here to talk to you, Luke. This won’t take long.”Luke crossed his arms, leaning back into the couch with an irritated sigh. “Fine, go ahead.”Nelly took a deep bre

As soon as I closed the door behind me, I locked it and sat down on my bed. My heart was still racing from the night’s excitement, but a new anxiety was building. I knew I couldn’t avoid the video any longer. Taking a deep breath, I opened my phone and hit play.The screen flickered to life, and there she was—Maria, one of my company’s most trusted employees. My stomach twisted as I watched her handing over confidential documents to an unidentified person. My mind raced, trying to make sense of it all. How could she betray us? Betray me?I felt a surge of anger and hurt. Maria had always been so diligent, so trustworthy. I never would have suspected her. The video continued, showing clear evidence of her involvement in the leak. My blood boiled. I knew I had to confront her immediately.I stormed out of my room, not even noticing Leah’s concerned calls. My mind was singularly focused. I grabbed my car keys and headed for the door, my hands shaking with anger. As I reached the drivewa