All Chapters of THE PILOT'S EX WIFE: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

- "Please?"Ethan didn't have a second to think, because Blair hugged him. That act was enough to shatter the man into a million pieces. Her delicate arms wrapped around his shoulders, and he felt closer to her than he had ever been before. Ethan didn't understand the erratic beating of his heart, but he knew in that moment that something had changed.The intention was just to take Blair to his apartment so he wouldn't look like a jerk. However, after that hug and begging words, he didn't give himself any other option.- "Fuck yeah"When the elevator reached the thirtieth floor, they stepped out. Those few seconds were empty, as if something was missing. They had spent hours feeling the warmth, the closeness, and the intimacy. Being in that hallway, walking toward the apartment door, without physical contact, was undesirable.Blair opened the unlocked door to her apartment and made room for Ethan to come in. He had been there before, but he hadn't been officially invited.The redhead

- "I can invite Ethan into a conversation. Maybe I can use this information to form a bluff."- "But we still have a problem," Colton rambled.- "Which?"- "What really worries me, Spencer, is what Rivera said before he died."The agent remembered something that had never left his mind. Blair had visited Rivera, then Volkov had visited Rivera. And while Olivia was being suffocated, there was no guarantee that Rivera had not told her everything he knew.- "What do you mean?"- "What if he talked about the woman who picked up the watch?"*Blair walked down the office hallway until she reached the last room, her boss's office. The day in Las Vegas was beautiful, which contributed greatly to the redhead's mood. However, what brightened her morning the most was the memory of Ethan. Him in his bathroom, using his soap and getting to know his products. Him sipping a cup of coffee while reading a message on his cell phone. Him opening the car door for her to get in.She knocked twice on Mich

- "Go, go, go!" other men in white clothes pass me. They are running, and enter the room where mom is.She's going to be okay. I asked God to make her well so we can go home and make chocolate cake. Mommy loves chocolate. I want to see my mother. When she sees me, she'll remember that she has to put me to bed before ten o'clock. I hope she doesn't get mad at me for staying up so late, but it's not my fault. It's the doctors' fault for not getting her better soon.- "We're losing her" someone shouts, and I don't know who.- "Not on my watch. Continue with the CPR."I hear a lot of noises coming from Mommy's room. The doctors are loud, but I know they are taking care of her. Mommy is strong too, and she won't cry when she has to get a shot.I walk to the room, because I know they left the door open and I will be able to see her.- "She's not reacting" a girl says.- "Get the defibrillator ready"I don't know what a defibrillator is, it's something only doctors understand. They are very

Ethan tucked a strand of her red hair behind Blair's ear, just to reveal more of her face. Her blue eyes shone like a starry sky, with feelings that a look could not hide. At that moment, the man was sure that she saw his soul. He lowered his eyes to her lips. It was better to be attracted than shot, even though both messed with his structure.The man gave Blair a subtle kiss, but didn't deepen it. He couldn't resist her taste, but he didn't want to make a scene in his parents' house. The redhead, in turn, wrapped the black strands of Ethan's hair around her fingers and pulled him towards her. He didn't resist. He couldn't resist. He didn't want to resist.The desire that hit them was stratospheric. Ethan returned the kiss in the same proportion. His hands grabbed the woman's silhouette, and all they could feel was excitement, like a kind of preservative that would not let them go. Every inch of her skin was inviting to the touch of his hands, and his mouth drew Blair's lips as if it

And noticing Dora's choked voice, Blair gave up on listening to the other people's conversation. It wasn't just an investigation, it was the personal lives of these people.The redhead returned to her room, her mind feeling heavy with too much information. For the first time, Michele was beginning to gain credibility in her mind.- "I'm leaving. It's best for everyone," Ethan said, getting tired of the endless argument with his father. They would never find a middle ground.- "Son, please wait until dawn," Dora asked, clasping her hands together in a sign of supplication.Ethan left his father's office feeling a weight of tons on his shoulders, ignoring his mother's request. He was walking down the hallway, back to the room where he had left Blair, but he could hear the matriarch's last words:- "I hate to see what we did to him"If the man said he felt remorse, it would be an understatement. What he felt was more bitter. Ethan didn't look back, he never looked back. The man walked to