All Chapters of CHASING THE BILLIONAIRE'S SUBSTITUTE EX-WIFE: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

VIVIENNE“Can you tell us what you were doing on your computer?” Ezekiel asked our son again gently. Vince swallowed hard, looking up at his father. He seemed scared like he didn’t know what to say. I wanted to rush to his side and hold him, but I knew that wouldn’t help him now. He needed to speak for himself.“I… I wasn’t doing anything bad,” Vince said with his voice barely above a whisper. “I was just… m-messing around.”Leonardo scoffed. “Messing around? That’s not what it looked like.”I glared at the old man since he seemed pretty convinced that my son was lying. Plus the way his wife, the old hag beside him, nodded was irritating me to the full extent. My patience was wearing thin. First, there was the meal earlier, where Ezekiel’s parents couldn’t have made it clearer they were in favor of Caroline. Not that I was looking for their approval — I couldn’t care less about winning them over. But the way they openly praised her, subtly comparing me to her, was infuriating. It’s

“IT WAS ME.”Ezekiel felt his stomach drop. His own son had hacked into his company’s website. He couldn’t believe what he just heard, but at the same time, a strange sense of understanding settled in. Vince was smart—brilliant, even. Ezekiel had always known that. But he never imagined Vince would do something like this."Why?" Ezekiel asked, trying to keep his voice steady. "Why would you do that, Vince?"Vince hesitated, clearly struggling to explain himself. Then he finally broke down. Tears started streaming down his face. His small body shook as the weight of everything he had been holding inside finally came crashing down. Ezekiel’s heart ached as he watched his son cry, the sight almost unbearable. Vince had been holding it in for so long, and now, seeing him so vulnerable, Ezekiel realized just how much his son had been struggling.He knelt down in front of Vince, not saying anything at first, just letting him cry. The confession had come out, but Ezekiel hadn’t reacted yet

VIVIENNE“So,” Ezekiel said, breaking the silence, “have you decided where you’re sleeping tonight? Guest room or... somewhere else?”As soon as the kids were finally asleep, his house grew quiet. I stood in the hallway with Ezekiel, both of us facing each other. My eyes met his, and there was a silence between us. As far as I could tell, the familiar pressure that seemed to surface when we were alone together took the place of the day's stress.Ezekiel leaned casually against the doorframe, his gaze flickering down to my lips. It was subtle, but I noticed it right away. He was thinking about kissing me. I could see it in the way his eyes lingered, the way he stayed just a little too close, his body language betraying the calm look on his face.I raised an eyebrow, knowing exactly what he meant by “somewhere else.” He wasn’t being subtle at all, and part of me found it amusing. I glanced away for a moment, pretending to think about it. But when I looked back at him, I couldn’t help

EZEKIEL“Where are the kids?” Mr. Ronaldo, Vivienne’s father, asked as he shifted in his seat and turned to me. His voice was calm but curious.Sitting in the grand living room of my house, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit of irritation washing over me. Vivienne sat across from me with her parents, Ronaldo and Alice, and then there was Jeremy, sitting comfortably as if he had every right to be here. The guy’s audacity was unbelievable. He had no business being in my house, especially under these circumstances. Couldn't he read the room? I clenched my jaw, trying to maintain my composure. But the mere sight of him was starting to grate on my nerves.“They’re still asleep,” I replied to Vivienne’s father while forcing a neutral tone. I didn’t want to give away the annoyance I felt. The last thing I needed was more tension in the room, especially with Jeremy here.Vivienne’s mother, Alice, however, wasn’t as laid-back as her husband. She eyed me with suspicion as her lips pursed.

VIVIENNESeeing Caroline’s hand on Ezekiel’s arm sent a sharp pang through my chest, and no matter how much I tried to act indifferent, I knew I couldn’t hide the coldness in my eyes. It shouldn’t have bothered me—I told myself over and over again that we were just co-parenting and flings, nothing more. But seeing her there, so familiar with him, reminded me of the distance that had grown between us. I had moved on from that pain... or at least I thought I had.I tried to focus on my breathing, willing myself not to react. But my heart didn’t listen. It felt too much, and my face betrayed me. I hated that. I hated how even after all this time, something as small as Caroline clinging to Ezekiel could stir up old wounds.Then again, maybe this was the same feeling Ezekiel had when my parents brought Jeremy with them earlier. I could imagine what was going through his mind when he saw Jeremy—a man who had always been a little too interested in me—show up in his house unannounced. I cou