All Chapters of The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“Welcome home, Whiskerton,” Flora said softly, stroking the kitten’s head. Whiskerton nuzzled into her hand, his tiny body vibrating with each purr.They moved into the living room, Flora carrying Whiskerton while Eva and Catarina followed. Catarina excused herself to check on dinner, leaving Flora and Eva to settle on the couch with the kitten. Its soft fur was a comforting weight against her skin.“Tell me everything,” Flora said, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. “What’s been happening in the outside world?” She raised her fingers to imitate air quotations as she said the last two words.Eva leaned back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, Olivia is still sulking at your father’s place. Apparently, she’s convinced that Henry is going to come crawling back to her any day now. It’s pathetic, really.”Flora rolled her eyes. “Honestly, she needs to move on. There are better men out there than Henry.”Eva smirked. “Speaking of Henry, he’s been keeping a low p

Flora raised an eyebrow, surprised by Catarina’s insistence. “Catarina, really, there’s no need. I’ll be fine on my own. And it's hardly wandering if I already have a set destination in mind.” Catarina shook her head, grabbing her coat. “I’m not letting you go out alone, not after everything that’s happened. I’ll feel better if I’m with you.” Flora, touched by Catarina’s protectiveness, decided not to protest. “Alright, you win. Let’s go.” As they headed towards the door, Flora turned to Esther. “Take care of Whiskerton for me, okay? I’ll be right back.” Esther offered a reassuring nod, her face serious. “I will, Miss Flora. Be careful out there.” Flora gave her a cool smile before stepping out into the cool evening air, Catarina close behind her. The night was quiet, the streets illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights. Flora felt a rush of excitement as she unlocked her car, grateful for the opportunity to step out of the confi

Flora’s heart raced, her mind scrambling for a plan. Her lungs burned, her chest heaving with exertion and terror. The silence after the cacophony of gunshots was deafening. She glanced at Catarina, who was trembling, her eyes wide with fear.She turned to Catarina, her voice quavering. "Are you alright?"Catarina, still visibly shaken, nodded slowly. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she managed a shaky voice. "I… I think so, Miss Flora. But what… what was that? Who are those people?"Flora didn't have an answer. Her mind raced, piecing together the terrifying puzzle. Tilly Goodman's accomplices. This must be their revenge for Tilly who was still locked up. Trapped and vulnerable, she felt a crushing sense of despair.“I don't know but we have to run, Catarina. As soon as I open the door, we make a break for it. Got it?” Flora’s voice was calm and steady, despite the fear gnawing at her insides.Catarina nodded, her face pale but determined. “Okay. I’m ready.”

The phone call to Damien felt like a lifetime ago, each passing minute stretching into an eternity. Flora, with the cashier's phone clutched tightly in her hand, tried to calm her racing heart after seeing the intimidating men. Catarina stood beside her, her usually composed demeanor replaced by palpable fear. The dim hum of the fluorescent lights and the sterile smell of the store did little to alleviate their anxiety.Every second felt like an eternity as the intruders drew closer, the quiet ticking of the clock above the counter echoing ominously in her ears. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves.The tranquility was abruptly shattered as the store's door was flung open with a forceful bang, swinging wildly on its hinges. Four men - apparently there was a fourth man she had not seen earlier - each wearing grotesque masks of various cartoon characters, burst inside. These weren't your average robbers; they moved with a predatory purpose that sent shivers down

The agonizing car ride stretched into what felt like a hundred years. Each bump in the road sent a fresh jolt of fear through Flora. How long had they been driving? Her legs felt cramped from being crammed into the back seat and she had lost all sense of time. Her surroundings were a blur of terror as she sat trembling in fear beside Catarina. Her heart raced in her chest, echoing like a drumbeat in the stifling confines of the blue jeep. The blindfold pressed against her eyes, blocking out all light, leaving her with nothing but her racing thoughts and the dread of what awaited them. She couldn't tell how long the drive lasted. It felt like an eternity as the vehicle sped through unknown terrain. The rough fabric of the blindfold irritated her skin, and the ropes binding her wrists chafed painfully. She could feel Catarina's warmth next to her, the maid's breathing quick and shallow, mirroring her own fear. Suddenly, the jeep jerked to a halt, and Flo