All Chapters of The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Flora spent the better part of her morning packing her luggage, methodically going through each drawer and closet in the hotel suite to ensure she hadn't forgotten anything. Her movements were steady, though her mind was filled with a mix of anxiety and resolve. The thought of staying with Alice in such close quarters made her uneasy - eating breakfast with her, seeing her everyday, running into her - but she had to stand her ground. If she didn’t, Alice would walk all over her, and she was determined not to let that happen.Eva flitted around the suite like a whirlwind, gathering up forgotten items from the kitchenette and the bathroom. Her presence was comforting, though the knowledge that she would be leaving soon cast a shadow over Flora's mood. Despite the fact that they would soon be separated, their plan was clear: Eva would accompany Flora to her father’s house, help her confront Alice, and then spend the night before leaving the next day.By late morning, the two

At Flora's declaration that she has come to claim her home, Alice’s lips thinned, a line of displeasure cutting across her otherwise carefully composed face. Her mask slipped ever so slightly. “Don’t be ridiculous,” she sneered, her voice cold as ice. “There’s nothing here that belongs to you.”The woman sitting opposite Alice, engrossed in their game of cards, looked up and adjusted her glasses to peer at Flora. Her eyes sparkled with interest, and a slight smile tugged at the corners of her lips as if the conflict entertained her. “Aren’t you going to introduce us, Alice?” she asked, her tone laced with a strange glee, as if she relished the drama unfolding before her.Alice snapped at her, clearly agitated. “The game is over, Janice. We’re done here.”Janice chuckled softly, unbothered by Alice’s irritation. “Are you chasing me away, Alice? How rude.”Alice’s eyes flashed with anger, and she snapped again, “Don’t vex me, Janice!” Her voice rang through the room, b

After Eva left the room, Flora stood alone, taking in the sight of her childhood bedroom. Now that they had cleared away the boxes and clutter Alice had used to fill up the space, it felt as though she had stepped back in time. The room was vastly unchanged since the day she had left it, as though the years had not dared to touch it. It was both comforting and unsettling—a reminder of a time when life had seemed simpler, though in hindsight, it had been anything but. The walls were still painted in the soft lavender hue she had chosen as a teenager, a color she now found overly sweet, bordering on saccharine. In the corner, the small writing desk she had used for homework remained, its surface worn from years of use. The familiar grooves she had traced absentmindedly with her fingers during long study sessions were still there, as were the faint ink stains from spilled pens and markers. As she walked around the room, her fingers lightly brushed against the walls,

After her conversation with Olivia, Flora felt a strange mixture of emotions—relief, hope, but also a lingering sense of unease. The years of animosity between her and Olivia couldn’t simply be swept away in one conversation, but perhaps there was a chance for something better.It still felt surreal to be back in this house, engaging in civil conversation with Olivia—someone who had once been her adversary but now seemed almost like an ally. The tension between them had lessened, but it left behind a different sort of heaviness, one born of shared history and unspoken regrets.Needing to clear her head, Flora stood up and decided to explore the house. It had been years since she had last wandered these hallways freely. As she stepped out of her childhood room, the wooden floor creaked beneath her feet, just as it had when she was a teenager sneaking out of her room after curfew. The house, despite its grandeur, had an old-world charm, with dark wood paneling and tall, n

“You… you hated him?” Flora finally managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. “You hated my father?”Alice’s eyes blazed with fury. “Hate him? I despised him! He was a pathetic excuse for a man! But I stayed because I had to. Because there was no other way to secure my future, to secure Olivia’s future. And now you think you can just walk in here and take everything that I’ve sacrificed for? I don’t think so, Flora. I won’t let you.”Flora stared at Alice, her mind reeling. This was a side of her stepmother she had never seen before—bitter, angry, and consumed by a resentment that had clearly festered for years. The image of the cold, calculating woman she had always known was now replaced by someone who was almost frightening in her intensity.“You stayed… for the money?” Flora asked, her voice shaking only slightly as she tried to make sense of the revelations.“For the money, for the security, for everything I was owed!” Alice spat, her voice rising with