All Chapters of No Longer Yours, Ex Husband: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

Chapter 272[Vivienne]My words seem to have caused a strain at the side of her neck, a thick green vein popping out as it always did whenever she was pissed but too smart to let it show.Her lips stretch into a smile instead. “Why, Vivienne? Are you still bitter about all those years? Come on, it’s been such a long time. Let bygones be bygones.”I hate that she has the audacity to even think she can forget what her family did to me—what her husband put me through with his venom-like hatred, the way her daughter treated me, always accusing me of being a gold digger and making me feel like a whore who didn’t know her place in their world. And what I hate the most, even more than her, is her son, who stood there, unblinking, never taking a stand for me.Mrs. Lawrence’s smile falters for just a fraction of a second, and I can practically see her pushing down the urge to snap—something she surely never did in the past.“Well, that’s good to hear,” she says, clasping her hands together. “Th

[Vivienne]The fact that this woman knows me doesn’t surprise me as much as the fact that I know her too.She’s that supermodel I saw with Caden that night—the woman he was head over heels for long before we even met.I don’t know much about the details of their relationship or why she left him when she did, but I do know that she left him first—and that it left him heartbroken. Why else would he have hung around with Sasha, who tried so hard to look like this woman?“I’m sure that’s right.” I have no interest in butting heads with her if that’s what she’s looking for. All I want is to leave and get back to the work that awaits me. “But accept my apologies, just in case.”Then, I step aside and walk past her. Or at least, I try. Because I haven’t even taken two steps away from her when she calls out to me again.“I don’t even know what Caden saw in you,” she says, rather arrogantly. “You must have been really desperate to be with a guy to ignore his feelings for someone else, weren’t

[Vivienne]I have just reached the office when my phone rings.When I see the name flashing on the screen, I immediately think of the worst.I pick up quickly. “Is Axel okay? Please tell me he’s okay.”The principal on the other end chuckles softly. “Axel is fine, Ms. Richardson. I just called to inform you about something.”First, I take a deep breath and tap my hand on my chest, wanting my heart to calm down.Axel is okay. That’s all that matters.Second, I focus on what the man said next. Inform me about something? I wonder what it might be.I gesture for Andrew to close the door and turn around in my chair. “Sure. What is it?”The man clears his throat. “I hope you remember the conversation we had during Axel’s admission. You wanted your brother and sister-in-law to be named as his legal guardians.”“I remember.”That’s right—so much was going on at that time, all the media craze, always hogging outside our mansion, trying to get as many sneak peeks as they could. It made our life

[Vivienne]For the last two days, I’ve been coming to pick Axel up.Thankfully, I haven’t run into either Astrid or Caden while doing so—and I’ve been clinging to that tiny stroke of luck like a lifeline.Today, I’m hoping for the same miracle when a sleek black car pulls up beside mine.The moment I glance over and see Alexander stepping out, that hope shakes a little.I almost imagined him to be Caden.Shit, I really need to stop thinking about him.My brows pull together in confusion anyway, however. “What? What are you doing here?”He flashes one of those charming, too-smooth smiles. “The same thing you are.”Like that should explain everything.“I don’t understand.”He looks at me—really looks at me—with a kind of amusement that instantly puts me on edge. And then he chuckles, low and annoyingly pleased with himself. “Oh boy… looks like you’ve been kept in the dark.”My frown deepens, and I hate the way he’s drawing this out. Like this is some kind of game and I’m the last one to

[Vivienne]“Is he mine?”That’s what he asked.That’s what he wants to know.The fact that he was able to piece together the whole truth in just mere seconds baffles me.But maybe I shouldn’t be that surprised either.If you put Axel and Caden in one room, you could clearly see the similarities in their faces—the texture of their hair, the shape of their eyes and lips, and even that small dimple on their chin.Even if I want to, I can’t deny it.Because he knows. He knows and he still wants to know. Maybe he wants to hear the truth from my mouth. Or maybe he wants me to speak the truth after years of lies I’ve told the world.But instead of doing so, I turn to Alexander instead.“Can you please take the kids home?”“But Vivienne—” he tries to say something, probably warning me against what he thinks I’m about to do, but I cut him off.“Just go. Take both of them. We’ll see you at home.”Alexander nods, hopefully trusting me to handle this mess on my own, and reaches for Axel.However,