All Chapters of Pursuing My EX Wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lilian swiftly finished typing the last few sentences of her report and double-checked the numbers in her spreadsheet. Satisfied, she saved her work and closed her laptop. With a sigh of relief, she leaned back in her chair, stretching out her arms to release the tension from a long day of staring at the screen.It was already past 5 PM, and she knew her brother Moses had gone to pick up their younger cousin, Matt, from school. That meant she didn’t have to worry about running any errands today. She could head home straight from work, and she was looking forward to a quiet evening to herself—maybe a nice takeout dinner and a movie.Grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder, Lilian took one last look around her desk, making sure everything was in order. She flipped off her desk lamp and made her way to the door, her heels clicking softly on the polished floor.She pressed the elevator button and waited, glancing around the nearly empty office floor. Most of her coworkers had a

Here is the expanded, revised version of your chapter with enhanced detail, improved flow, and grammar corrections, extended to about 1000 words while strictly maintaining your original scenes:Lilian did not notice Marcus when she entered the coffee shop. Her eyes swept briefly over the tables and customers, but she seemed preoccupied, heading directly to the counter where a young waiter stood, looking a bit tired.“Hello, I need two cups of coffee,” she said politely, her tone calm yet firm.The waiter looked up, slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected such politeness from her for some reason. “Do you want an Americano or just regular coffee?” he asked with a smile, trying to be friendly.“Regular,” Lilian replied without hesitation, her gaze fixed on the menu board above his head, though it was clear she wasn’t really reading it.“Alright, please hold on,” the waiter said as he quickly began preparing the order. He glanced back at Lilian, curious about her demeanor. There was someth

The next day, Lilian walked into the coffee shop, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. The faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, a pleasant but ordinary comfort in her busy day. Her expression was calm, her posture upright, and her steps deliberate as she approached the counter.This time, the attendant behind the counter was different from the one she had seen yesterday. A young woman with a bright, polite smile was stationed there, her hands busy as she adjusted the cups on the counter.“I need two cups of coffee,” Lilian said, her voice steady and polite but devoid of any unnecessary warmth.The female attendant immediately looked up and nodded, her smile broadening. “Alright. Please hold on,” she replied with practiced professionalism as she turned to begin preparing the coffee.Lilian gave a small nod of acknowledgment, her hands reaching into her bag to retrieve her phone. She unlocked the screen, her fingers deftly scrolling through her emails and messages

“Hi, I haven’t seen your face here before. Are you new here?”The question came from a young woman seated beside Marcus at the bar. Her dress was short and elegant, though its hemline left little to the imagination, exposing her toned thighs. She leaned toward him with an inviting smile, her confidence apparent as she toyed with the rim of her glass.Marcus had no idea why he was here. He hadn’t planned to come to this bar or even leave his home tonight. His hands had simply gripped the steering wheel, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the hotel. He sat at the bar now, nursing a drink, his mind in turmoil.When the woman spoke, he turned his head slightly, his gaze barely meeting hers. Then, with a dismissive wave of his hand, he said flatly, “I’m engaged.”The woman’s smile faltered for a moment before it returned, sly and determined. “Oh,” she said casually, as if the information hardly mattered. “That doesn’t mean anything. Your fiancée doesn’t have to know. It’ll just stay

Marcus snapped out of his daze at the sound of Lily’s voice. He blinked a few times, his gaze landing on her. She looked so much like Lilian that sometimes, it made his heart skip. The resemblance wasn’t perfect, though; there were differences that only someone as familiar with Lilian as he was could notice. The slight curve of their noses, the subtle distinction in the color of their eyes, the way their expressions shifted—Lily’s smile never carried the same warmth that Lilian’s did.“Are you okay, Marcus?” Lily asked, her head tilting slightly as her brow furrowed. She was watching him with concern now, her playful tone momentarily subdued. “You’ve been staring at me for a while. Am I that beautiful?” she teased, the corners of her lips lifting into a grin.Marcus shook his head slightly, dragging himself out of his thoughts. “You are beautiful,” he said quietly, his tone distant despite the sincerity of his words.Lily’s eyes lit up with surprise, and a soft blush rose to her cheek