บททั้งหมดของ The CEO’s Ex-wife Returns : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Chapter 92Sienna’s Pov“Mommy, I like this place,” Daphne whispered excitedly as she looked around the restaurant, her wide eyes sparkling as she took in the elegant lights and the cozy ambiance. Her small hand clutched mine tightly, and I smiled down at her, feeling a warmth in my heart that was rare these days.“Yes, it’s lovely, isn’t it?” I replied, squeezing her hand gently as I looked across the table at Ryan. He was sitting across from us, watching Daphne with a fond smile, his presence calm and reassuring. Tonight was different. I wasn’t used to feeling at ease in a place like this, especially with someone I didn’t know well, but Ryan had a way of making everything feel simple and safe. He’d been kind enough to invite Daphne along without hesitation, and I couldn’t deny the comfort I felt seeing him interact with her so naturally. But underneath that comfort, I could feel the exhaustion tugging at me, my body worn from the stress of recent days. I’d brushed it aside, telling

Chapter 94Ryan's PovWhen I first met Sienna, I hadn’t expected much. A fleeting bit of fun, I’d thought, a way to break up the monotony of the same old scene. But things took an unexpected turn. It wasn’t just Sienna who captured my interest, it was Daphne, her spirited, curious daughter, with that innocent laugh and quick smile that made me feel… different. Daphne wasn’t a kid you could ignore. She had this way of worming her way into your heart, one laugh at a time.Taking them out had become my favorite part of the week, something I looked forward to. But tonight was different; we’d planned for a little evening treat, maybe an outdoor cafe or a small local diner with ice cream on the menu. Sienna, however, wasn’t as enthusiastic about the idea.“Ryan, thank you, really,” she said, her voice warm but firm. “But I think Daphne’s had too much sugar lately.” She looked down at Daphne, who was happily twirling, unaware of the conversation. “I just don’t want her bouncing off the wa

Chapter 96Sienna’s Pov“Welcome back, Sienna!” Mrs. Collette, one of my neighbors, called out cheerfully as I opened the door to our new place with Daphne’s little hand in mine.“Thank you, Mrs. Collette! It’s nice to be back,” I replied with a warm smile. The sense of familiarity in this new neighborhood made me feel instantly at ease, and I was grateful that Daphne seemed to feel the same. “How was your trip?” she asked, glancing down at Daphne, who was already beaming with excitement, likely eager to play with her friends. “Oh, we just… took a little vacation,” I replied, choosing my words carefully. I didn’t want to explain too much, not wanting anyone to get the wrong idea about where we’d been or who we’d been with. My life was complicated enough without adding assumptions to the mix.Mrs. Collette nodded knowingly. “Good for you! Sometimes a little getaway is all you need to recharge. And it looks like Daphne had a good time, too.” She smiled down at Daphne, who grinned ba

Chapter 98Lucas’s PovI gripped the steering wheel tightly as I drove, the tension in my chest not easing despite the wind rushing through the open windows. My mind raced with everything that had just happened at Sienna’s house. I could still hear her voice screaming, *"Just let me leave!"* It echoed in my ears, making me feel heavier than I wanted to admit.By the time I reached home, I felt drained. The house was eerily quiet as I stepped inside, but that silence was quickly broken when I saw Lisa in the living room, shoving clothes into a suitcase."Lisa," I said, my voice cracking slightly. "What… what are you doing?"She didn’t even look up, her movements brisk and purposeful. “What does it look like, Lucas? I’m leaving.”Panic set in as I dropped my keys on the counter and approached her. “Lisa, please. Don’t do this. I’m sorry, okay? Things have been crazy, and I know I’ve been off, but we can work through this. We’ve been through worse.”Finally, she paused, turning to face

Chapter 100Lucas’s Pov"Mr. Lucas, I see you’ve arrived." The deep, commanding voice greeted me as I stepped into the lavish private dining room of The Green Ivy.The air smelled of exotic spices and freshly grilled meats, but my focus was immediately drawn to the long dining table in front of me. It was covered in an array of dishes that looked too extravagant for a simple meeting. From roasted duck and stuffed lobster to delicate pastries and expensive wines, the table was practically groaning under the weight of excess. I paused, uncertain if I was in the right place. “This is… unexpected,” I muttered under my breath. Before I could overthink it, a tall, sharply dressed man emerged from the shadows of the room. He exuded power, his every move deliberate and commanding. His dark suit fit him perfectly, and his silver watch glinted under the dim lighting. “Mr. Monroe,” he said, extending a hand as he approached. “I’ve been looking forward to this meeting. Please, sit.” I