All Chapters of THE CEO PLUS-SIZE EX-WIFE: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Andrea's slap was just the beginning; her words followed, sharp and unyielding. "Jack Smith, you are a man who stoops to gossip, a disgrace to the Smith family. Even though they have come to terms with their loss, I will not stand by while you insult my husband."Her fierce gaze then landed on the Kent family patriarch. "Old Kent, if this invitation was merely a setup for insults from societal miscreants, consider this our departure," Andrea declared, her anger palpable.Jack Smith's face flushed with a mix of anger and jealousy. He couldn't fathom what made Lucas Anderson better than him—after all, Lucas lacked the authoritative presence that he believed a husband should have.Fuming, Jack stepped up to Andrea, his hand raised to strike back. He was accustomed to bullying women; the shock of being slapped was foreign to him.But before his hand could connect with Andrea, another hand caught it in a vice-like grip. A chilling sound of cracking bones echoed, eliciting gasps of shock an

Andrea's eyes widened in shock, her breath hitching as she stared at the intricate butterfly tattoo adorning the man's chest before her. It was identical to the one she'd seen on Valentine Anderson's skin, down to the finest detail. However, the man standing in front of her was a stark contrast to Valentine in demeanor and presence.Sensing her turmoil, Lucas Anderson cast a knowing glance at her. The corners of his lips curled into a sly smile as he closed the distance between them."I thought you said you wanted me to make love to you. Have you changed your mind?" he teased, his voice smooth as silk.With every step he took forward, Andrea retreated, her earlier boldness dissolving into a bashful timidity. She cast her eyes downward, her cheeks burning with a blush that betrayed her inner turmoil.The air between them was thick with awkwardness."I want to eat you," Lucas jested, taking another deliberate step toward her.Andrea, overwhelmed by his words, turned on her heel and scam

When Tony realized that Lucas Anderson had deceived him, it was already too late. Consumed by rage, he tightly clenched his fist, determined to land another punch on Lucas's smug face."Stop, Tony!" Andrea's anxious voice pierced through the tension as she hurried towards them, breathless.She managed to pull Tony away from Lucas, whose smile persisted despite the blood trickling down his broken nose.Witnessing the bloodshed, Andrea felt a pang of heartbreak. She turned to Tony and uttered firmly, "Please leave."Tony stood there, his mouth opening and closing as he absorbed Andrea's lack of emotion, a sign of her deep disappointment in him.After taking a deep breath, Tony made a decision. Without a backward glance, he turned around and walked away."I am sorry," Andrea said, turning to Lucas with an apologetic gaze.Lucas Anderson simply bowed his head, observing her concerned expression with a gentle smile. "I'm not angry," he assured her.Noticing the blood still seeping from his

The days leading up to their departure were calm and unremarkable. On the morning they were set to leave for Sunshine City, a light snowfall had blanketed the area, but the diligent mansion staff had quickly attended to the snowy accumulation, ensuring the snow was removed efficiently. The roads, now cleared, presented no obstacle for their journey.Pete was the first to burst out of the house, donning a thick white fur hat and white gloves, his body snug in a heavy jacket.Lucas Anderson and Andrea emerged next, closely followed by Housekeeper Win.Andrea paused and turned to address the housekeeper. "Win, it might be best if you stayed here. We won't be in Sunshine City for long, and we plan to catch the first flight back to Vegas City tomorrow."Housekeeper Win seemed to struggle with the decision, a nervous edge to her voice as she replied, "Mrs. Andrea, I'd like to come along, if I may. I want to clean Mr. Singer's photographs and pay my respects at his grave."Understanding flas

Andrea's face flushed with anger; she hadn't anticipated Tate would stubbornly argue rather than succumb to her commands.Determined, she strode toward Lucas Anderson, positioning herself protectively in front of him. "Go ahead and shoot, but you have to go through me to get to him," Andrea spat out fiercely, her gaze at Tate filled with a fiery rage.At once, Tate's hand dropped, his heart pounding. The thought of directing a gun at Andrea was inconceivable to him. "Listen to me, Andr...""Enough. There's no need for you to show up at the mansion to welcome us. We'll meet at the cemetery tomorrow," Andrea cut him off sharply.Having said her piece, she grasped Lucas Anderson's arm and headed for one of the parked cars. Tate's gaze followed her departure, his expression a mix of complexity and frustration, as Lucas, carrying Pete in his arms, joined her, and they all entered two cars and left the airport.With Tate's gun lowered, his bodyguards also refrained from aiming at Lucas Ande