All Chapters of Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Why?” I asked sharply, a mix of anger and astonishment coloring my tone at Joshua’s commanding request.“Do you need a reason to sleep with your husband in the same bed?” Joshua retorted calmly, finally tearing his attention away from his phone to meet my gaze.Our eyes locked in a silent standoff, the tension between us palpable. I struggled to comprehend his sudden insistence, his casual demeanor contrasting sharply with the weight of his words. Why now, after everything?“Anyways,” Joshua continued, breaking the uneasy silence. “I don’t want you sleeping on the couch anymore. The last time Emma walked in and saw you there, she was furious. If she had paid closer attention, she might have sensed something was amiss. I don’t want any misunderstandings or complications that could jeopardize my plans.”His explanation hung in the air, mingling with the unresolved tension between us. I remained silent, grappling with conflicting emotions as I processed his words. His concern for appear

“Finally,” I sighed while I stared into the mirror. I couldn’t stop looking at my reflection. My eyes were drawn to every detail—the curve of my lips, the lines around my eyes, the way my hair fell just so around my face. Though I attempted a smile, my heart was heavy, and my smile hid a lot of pain, grief, and agony. Each time my lips curved upwards, it felt like a lie, a mask to cover the turmoil inside.I was all dressed up in a hot, sexy, and tight silk red gown that Joshua had instructed me to wear. The fabric clung to my body, accentuating every curve and dip, making me feel exposed and vulnerable. Though I didn’t feel really comfortable in it, I had to do what he said. The gown was his choice, his preference, and in our world, his desires often overshadowed mine.The bright rays of the morning sun penetrated the room, casting a warm glow that contrasted sharply with the cold feeling in my chest. As I placed red lipstick on my lips, the color felt bold, almost defiant. I smacke

“Leave us,” Joshua said coldly to the drivers.We had reached the destination for the unveiling of the new branch. Truth be told, I felt so nervous, my heart was pummeling so fast and hard. It was as if a drum was beating inside my chest, each thump echoing in my ears. I sat beside Joshua, trying to regulate my breathing, feeling the tightness in my chest. People had already taken their seats in front of the building, where there was a small gathering and a podium placed on a stage. The press was there too, their presence adding to my anxiety, their cameras and notepads ready to capture every moment. I could see Eve amongst them, her sharp eyes scanning the crowd.“Okay, Boss,” the driver nodded and immediately stepped out of the car, closing the door with a soft thud that seemed to reverberate through my entire body.I stayed quietly with my hands placed gently on my lap, fingers interlaced, gripping each other for support. The leather seat beneath me felt cool and smooth, a stark c

“What the fuck did I just watch on the news?” One amongst the men who was older, thundered, his face red with rage. The sheer force of his voice echoed through the large, dimly lit room, causing everyone to flinch.One had a full beard, grey and imposing, that kinda gave him an air of authority and wisdom. He stood tall with a good physique despite his age, muscles still defined under his crisp white shirt. His white hair contrasted sharply with his furious expression, making him look almost ethereal in his anger. He moved toward the family members, his eyes blazing with a fire that seemed to consume him from within. I narrowed my eyes, wondering who he was. Another family member? I guess the family never ends.The air was thick with tension, a heavy silence hanging over us as we watched one approach. His footsteps were deliberate and menacing, each one echoing ominously in the large lounge. The room itself seemed to shrink in his presence, the walls closing in as his rage filled the

“Hi,” my eyes curled up as my gaze met with Cole, Michael’s son and Joshua’s cousin, I guess. His eyes were sweet and bright like the Morningstar, chestnut brown and beautiful. He had a genuine smile that enveloped his face, making him look even more approachable.“Hi,” I returned his gesture, though I was thrown off guard because he was the last person I expected to see. I thought it would be Emma, Mrs. Hensaw, or even grandmother, so I had prepared my mind for their tantrums. Instead, here was Cole, standing in the doorway, radiating warmth and kindness.“Claire, yeah?” he quizzed with his brows lifted slightly, and I nodded. His voice had a melodic lilt to it, as if each word was part of a song only he could hear. The sound was soothing, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of chaos I had anticipated. I could feel my pulse slow down, the initial surprise giving way to a more pleasant sensation of curiosity.“I’m sorry to barge in on you, but is Joshua in the room?” he asked, his to