All Chapters of CEO BARREN EX WIFE GAVE BIRTH TO QUADRUPLET: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Stephan did not reply her, so Sylvia turned her head and looked out of the window. The car glided through the streets until they reached a large, imposing building. Sylvia craned her neck to look up at the structure, clearly confused by its purpose. Stephan parked the car in front of the entrance and turned off the ignition. He stepped out of the car, his movements measured and deliberate. Sylvia followed suit, her steps small and hesitant. "What are we doing here?" she asked, her voice soft and uncertain. Stephan didn't answer her. He simply gestured for her to follow him as he made his way to the entrance of the building. The doors slid open with a faint hiss, revealing a sleek and modern interior. Stephan walked with purpose, and Sylvia struggled to keep up. As they walked deeper into the building, Sylvia took in her surroundings. The walls were a stark white, and the floors were polished to a high shine. The air was cool and crisp, and the sound of their footsteps echoed t

She opened the car door, and Sylvia could feel the cool air from the car's air conditioning unit hit her face. She slid into the plush leather seat, feeling its softness envelop her body. She closed the door behind her, and the sound echoed in the quiet garage. Stephan, sitting in the driver's seat, greeted her with a raised eyebrow and a curious expression. "What are you both chatting about?" he questioned, his deep voice resonating through the car's cabin. Sylvia hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. She shook her head, trying to brush off the question. "Uh, nothing," she answered, hoping that he wouldn't push it any further. The car's engine roared to life, and Stephan put the car into gear. Sylvia could feel the smooth acceleration as they exited the garage and hit the open road. The silence was deafening, and it made her uncomfortable. She could sense Stephan's tension, and she knew that he was probably jealous. After all, she had spent the evening with another man who

His mom stood up and walked toward "You are welcome," she said. Her gaze suddenly fell on her. "She is?" She asked as she looked at her with a gentle look. "My wife," he introduced. His dad was drinking water before, but he suddenly threw up the water inside his mouth and choked. "Cough Cough" "What is your name, dear?" His mom asked with a gentle look, not sparing her husband a glance. "Sylvia. Sylvia Adams," Sylvia responded. She felt nervous at her gentle look and clasped her hands nervously. "Nice name you have there, darling," his mom complimented. Sylvia blushed. "Thanks, Aunty." She thanked her shyly. "You are already married, but you are still calling me Aunty. Hmm?" His mom teased her. Sylvia was dumbfounded. ‘Then what should she call her?’ She thought. His mom saw her looking clueless; all her thoughts were written all over her face. She does not know how to hide her expression. But she still felt that she was being too honest. His mom stretched

She asked as she looked around the restaurant. The restaurant was still a little empty because it was still early in the morning. So people have not started coming like normal. But Her partner had already started making the food. While Sylvia cleaned the table, as time went on, Customers started coming in one by one to eat. “Sylvia.” The manager called her from behind. Sylvia turned her head and looked back. "Manager,” she said, and she walked towards him respectfully. "Go to room 9 and attend to the VIP customers there,” the manager said to her. Sylvia nodded. "Okay, sir,” she said with a smile. Sylvia walked towards the counter and took the book menu. She walked towards the room and walked in. The man sitting down, his back was facing her, so she did not see her face. “This is the menu here. What are your orders, Sir?” Sylvia asked respectfully. The man suddenly turned and faced her. Sylvia was stunned when she saw the man’s face. Sylvia's heart raced as the man turned to

James got home and sank onto the couch, the weight of the day pressing down on him. His mind was still reeling from the unexpected confrontation with Sylvia. Victoria walked toward him, her smile bright but fading as she noticed his expression. “Welcome back, dear! How was your trip?” she asked, sitting beside him. James opened his mouth to respond but found no words came. The memory of Sylvia’s cold rejection replayed in his mind. How could she have turned him down? “You didn’t meet her?” Victoria asked, concern creeping into her voice. “No! I saw her,” he replied, frustration boiling just beneath the surface. “Then why didn’t she come with you? Or is she already upstairs?” Victoria glanced toward the staircase, hope flickering in her eyes. “She refused to come back,” he said, bitterness coloring his tone. The disbelief gnawed at him. Why wouldn’t she want to return? “Sylvia?” she asked, her eyes wide with surprise. James nodded, a wave of confusion washing over him. He had n