All Chapters of MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

GRAYSON'S POVI stood in my sleek, modern bathroom, the morning sun filtering softly through the frosted glass. The space was minimalist perfection: white marble countertops, chrome fixtures, and a glass-enclosed shower. I gingerly stepped into the shower, mindful of the fresh scar on my neck from the recent fall that had left me injured and in need of surgery. The warm water was soothing, but I kept my movements slow and careful, avoiding any direct pressure on the tender area.As I washed away the remnants of sleep and the stress of the past weeks, my mind wandered to Sylvia. Rekindling our relationship had been on my mind ever since the court case wrapped up, and I felt a surge of determination. If I wanted a future with her and the kids, I needed to start by setting things right and securing my position, both personally and professionally.I finished my shower, dried off with a fluffy towel, and dressed in a sharp, tailored suit. My phone buzzed on the vanity, and I glanced at it

GRAYSON'S POVAs I started to leave my room, a glint of something caught my eye in the mirror. I paused, taking in my reflection. The suit I had on was sharp, tailored to perfection, but too formal for what was supposed to be a casual day. I wasn’t headed to a board meeting or some gala event—I was just going apartment hunting with Sylvia.“This is a bit much, isn’t it?” I muttered to myself.I shook my head, smirking at how easily I could slip into ‘business mode’ without even thinking. With a quick decision, I shrugged off the suit jacket, tossed it on the bed, and started unbuttoning the dress shirt. In its place, I picked out a crisp Armani white shirt and paired it with dark, tailored pants. I finished the look with a pair of dark mirrored sunglasses, feeling more at ease with the balance between casual and polished.As I left the room, I could hear Sylvia’s car pulling into the driveway. I paused at the top of the staircase, listening to the familiar hum of her engine as it came

SYLVIA'S POVI made my way downstairs, trying to forget the annoying whispers of Alice and William still in the hallyway. As I reached the living room, I found Grayson seated comfortably on the couch, his gaze focused on something out the window. The moment he heard me approaching, he turned his attention toward me, a warm smile spreading across his face."All done," I greeted him,"Oh alright then," he responded, his voice low and smooth. "You look beautiful today."I felt a flutter in my chest at his words, a warmth that spread across my cheeks. Grayson had always had that effect on me—no matter how many times he complimented me, it never failed to make me feel special."Thank you," I replied, trying to keep my composure even as his intense gaze made my heart skip a beat. "Are you ready to go?"He nodded, standing up and smoothing down his shirt. "Yeah, let's get going. We have a full day ahead of us."We headed towards the garage, where Paul, our usual driver, was already waiting b

GRAYSON'S POVAs Konrad spat out his threat, I couldn’t help but chuckle. It wasn’t a lighthearted laugh, but rather the kind that came from a place of deep contempt, a laugh that told him just how much he underestimated me. As the sound of my laughter echoed in the empty street, I watched his face twist in confusion. But in an instant, my expression shifted, hardening into something deadly serious.“Never put Sylvia’s name in your mouth again,” I snapped, my voice low and icy. The air seemed to thicken with tension as I stepped closer to him, my eyes locked onto his. “You know, my father’s greatest mistake was thinking of you as a friend. He trusted you, saw you as an ally. And what did you do? You proved yourself to be nothing more than the leech you’ve always been.”I could see Konrad’s jaw tighten at that, a flicker of irritation crossing his face. But I wasn’t done. Not by a long shot.“He forgave you,” I continued, my voice rising with each word. “He forgave you when you first b

SYLVIA'S POVGrayson finally pulled over to an old office building, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of confusion and curiosity bubbling up inside me. The building looked abandoned, with faded paint peeling off its once grand façade, and the windows were clouded with years of dust and neglect. It was clear this place hadn’t seen much life in a long time."Grayson, what are we doing here?" I asked, turning to him as he killed the engine. My voice was tinged with bewilderment, as I couldn't fathom why he would bring me to a place like this.He turned to me, his expression softening as he prepared to explain. "This building," he began, "used to be the headquarters of Lockwood Corporations before we went global. When we expanded, we sold it to a private contractor, but unfortunately, his business didn’t survive, and the building has been empty ever since. It’s been sitting here for decades, collecting dust, and, as you can see, some parts have even started to mold."I glanced back at th