All Chapters of The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back!: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

After taking her to heaven and beyond, Kris prepared a bath in the bathroom, where they washed and cleaned off the sweat and grime from their countless rounds of lovemaking.Of course, Kris didn't miss the opportunity to give her another orgasm with his fingers.Once they were freshened up and dry, Thalassa went to her room to get dressed, while Kris headed to the guest room he'd been given to change into one of the outfits he had ordered and received the night before.They met up in the hallway and went together into Alex's room, but finding it empty, they made their way downstairs.As soon as Betty laid eyes on them, the older woman broke into a knowing smile. She was sitting on one of the couches in the living room while Alex sat in front of her, using crayons in a coloring book.“Good morning, Betty,” Kris greeted.Betty scoffed. “It's already some minutes past twelve. Not that you two would know, being so busy up there.”Thalassa flushed, narrowing her eyes at her. “Betty!”Betty

Karen’s heart thumped inside her chest, each beat growing louder as she stared at her mother. “Mum, what do you mean you have the bag? You had no right to take it from where it was locked!”Rita descended the stairs slowly, her eyes never leaving Karen. Her calmness only made Karen’s panic worse. “Why are you so upset?” Rita asked, her voice soft but tinged with disappointment. “Didn’t you tell me last time you had nothing to do with hiding the evidence against Linda?”Karen swallowed hard as her mother stopped right in front of her. Her face was lined with bitterness, her eyes cold as she continued. “When you came here and I asked if you were involved, you tried to guilt me into dropping the subject. But it left me even more suspicious.” Rita’s lips curled into a bitter smile. “So today, when Bridget mentioned the bag you brought in that day, I knew instantly what it was.”Karen’s head whipped around, eyes narrowing as she hissed at the maid. “You fucking gossip!”“Don’t you dare t

“Oh, God. Yes. Just like that.” Thalassa gasped breathlessly, her fingers threading through Kris's hair as his tongue did wicked, wonderful things to her weeping core. His teeth scraped, and his tongue stroked, lashed, and penetrated her repeatedly until she fell right off the edge, buckling her hips against his face as her orgasm tore through her. While she was still recovering from the intense pleasure, Kris climbed back up her body, his lips traveling between the valley of her breasts and finally capturing her lips. She could taste herself on his tongue, and that only seemed to amplify the pleasure. Grabbing her legs, Kris firmly wrapped them around his waist before sinking deep into her heat in one powerful stroke. They gasped into each other's mouths before he began moving, proving his need for her with every kiss and every thrust. Moments later, after they had caught their breaths from the intense pleasure, Thalassa kissed his chest and looked up at him. “Do you really ha

Kris trudged toward his car, numb. Reaching, he tossed the bag of evidence into the back seat, then slumped into the driver’s seat, gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles. His hands trembled, his breaths shaky as he started the engine, staring blankly ahead. He felt sick to his stomach. As he pulled out of the lot, the streets seemed to rush past him in a blur. His heartbeat pounded in his ears, each beat harder, faster. He could barely focus on the road, the suffocating weight of the truth pressing down on him. The longer he drove, the worse it became. His chest tightened, and his vision blurred again. A loud horn honked as another driver sped by, jolting him back into focus. By the time he reached the Miller mansion, his body felt like it was running on autopilot. As he entered the house, he could hear the low murmur of voices in the living room. His family was gathered there; Susan, Tyler, and aunt Cynthia. Karen was sitting with them.As soon as Tyler saw him, he storm

With his mind made up, Kris stormed down the stairs, his rage evidenced by the heavy thumps of his steps.In the living room, Karen was still crying with her head bowed in shame as Aunt Cynthia, Susan and Tyler threw every insult at her.Kris didn’t bother to stop. Stepping outside, his hands trembled as he got into his car, slamming the door shut. He didn’t bother glancing back at the house. The moment he jammed the key into the ignition, he was gone.The drive to Henry’s company blurred into a haze of fury. His knuckles turned white against the steering wheel.Pulling into the parking lot, he sat for a moment, staring at the building. It wasn’t large, and it compared in no way to Kris’s company.How ironic, Kris thought bitterly. Over the years, Henry had constantly needed help, soliciting financial assistance from both him and Alden. Kris had written off most of the loans for the sake of their ‘friendship’. Now, all he could see was how Henry had been taking advantage of him, usin