All Chapters of Ex-husband wants my New Body: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

**Valerie** I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom, admiring my new bob hairstyle for the last time before I headed downstairs, where Lucas was already waiting for me. "Hey," I greeted, buckling my seatbelt as soon as I entered the car. He glanced at me with a smile and brushed my cheek gently. "You look great." My heart did a stupid flip, and I blushed. "Thanks." As soon as the drive started, I mentally began to go over how I hoped today would turn out. The music playing from the speakers served as a backdrop as my mind reeled... searching for loopholes, and I so hoped to God that there were none. I glanced at Lucas humming to the music, and I was glad that we'd reached the stage of comfortable silence between us, where neither of us felt pressured with bringing up topics to be discussed, where we both understood that sometimes, silence was indeed golden. As usual, Lucas walked me to the huge doors of Harrison Enterprises when we arrived. And today again, I w

**Third person**“I should leave now.” Matt stood up abruptly, clearing his throat and picking up his phone. “I, um... I have some work to…”“Yeah, yeah,” I cut him off, my palms rubbing my thighs nervously as I looked around. “You should leave.” The tension in the room was almost choking me.“No need to walk me out; I’ll go myself.”I nodded. “Yeah, sure, you should do that.”I let out a deep breath after I heard the door shut. Then I reached for the cup and emptied the contents at a go.My mind reeled with thoughts, uncertainty twisting my insides. I entered my room and grabbed a coat and my keys, deciding to go for a ride.After about half an hour of driving around town, I found myself at Lucas’s gate. Maybe my body was trying to tell me what I needed tonight—good dick.My subconscious tugged at me for reducing him to just a body part when I knew that he was so much more. I knew that too. It’s just that… If I said that I craved his company, wouldn’t it sound like I’m falling for hi

**Valerie** My mind spun as I tried to get him off, but it was useless against this tall, well-muscled man. Okay, one… two… three… I'll push him again with all my strength. And then I pushed. Matt ripped off from me and fell to the ground. Cool… Am I that strong? Seems my workouts finally served for something other than aesthetics. But when I looked up, I realized I was wrong. Lucas was hovering over Matt now, his eyes blazing with anger, and before my lips could part to say anything, he'd already landed a punch on Matt's face, sending Matt crashing to the ground. My lips parted, and I facepalmed mentally. Oh fuck… Mathew immediately sprang to his feet, his face twisted in a snarl, his fists clenching as he charged towards Lucas. I rushed between them, facing Matt, my hands raised to stop the impending fight. "Stop! Both of you, just stop!" Then I glanced at Lucas to see his chest heaving with anger, but he didn't take his eyes off Mathew. "You're a fucking goner," he growled.

**Third person**A month ago,Layla walked into the reception area of Stone's Enterprises. "Hi, I'm Layla Beckett from Harriston's Enterprises. I'm here to see Mr. Stone," she said, smiling at the receptionist.The receptionist looked up, slightly taken aback. "Do you have an appointment, Miss...?"“Layla. And no, I don't have an appointment.”“Then I'm afraid you can't see Mr. Stone.”"Please, can you just call and tell him it's very important?" Layla urged. “It's an emergency.”The receptionist hesitated for a moment, seemingly studying Layla and contemplating whether or not to help. With a small sigh, she finally picked up the phone."Hello sir, there's a Layla from Harriston's Enterprises here to see you. She says it's about..."“It's an emergency,” Layla whispered, mentally rolling her eyes at the receptionist's pretense of forgetfulness since she walked in.A pause, then the receptionist nodded and dropped the call. "Very well, Miss Layla. Mr. Stone will see you now."Layla smil

**Third person** Mrs. Stone raised a brow, genuinely taken aback by Angela's audacity. “You're not leaving?” Her tone was as sharp as her gaze, daring Angela to repeat her words. Angela swallowed. “That’s not what I meant, mother. Please, I want to be by Lucas's side.” “Lucas doesn't want to be by your side,” Lucas chipped in through gritted teeth. “Angela, you have to leave.” Mrs. Stone's voice was softer now. “What happened between you two was a mistake.” “Nothing happened between us,” Lucas clarified, his frown deepening. For goodness sake, he'd know if there was sex. And why can't he remember anything else after the bar? Mrs. Stone glanced at Lucas briefly, a small sigh leaving her before she returned her focus to Angela. “You two aren't meant to be.” Angela's fingers dug into the sheet wrapped around her. “But—” “Leave," Mrs. Stone cut in, her voice dripping with an air of finality. "Before I'm forced to take drastic measures,” she added when Angela didn't respond. With t