All Chapters of Let Me Go, Ex Husband!: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Orchard As I opened my eyes, the faint glow of morning sun filtered through the curtains. I felt a twinge of excitement and nervousness coursing through me as I turned to look at her. Iris was still asleep, her chest rising and falling steadily under the thin duvet. The sight of her like this, so peaceful, made my heart flutter in ways I hadn’t expected.Last night, I had done something bold. I told her I loved her. It had taken me weeks—no, months—to work up the courage to say those words. But the moment I said them, fear crept in. What if she didn’t feel the same way? What if I had rushed it? I didn’t even give her a chance to respond. Instead, I panicked and said, “You don’t have to say anything back. I just… wanted you to know.”And then, as if to taunt me, she had fallen asleep. Just like that, with no reaction, no answer.I let out a soft sigh, brushing a hand through my hair. Despite the uncertainty gnawing at me, I couldn’t bring myself to regret it. Looking at her now, I k

Iris"I know where the conference room is, thank you," I mumbled as I walked away. Suddenly, I stopped and turned around, noticing that Sophie had already lowered herself into her chair, rolled her eyes, and leaned back before hopping out of breath and rolling her eyes again. "Aren’t you supposed to bring me a report? At least show me what I’m supposed to be working with. Tell the heads of the departments to come see me." Sophie leaned forward in her chair but otherwise made no move to stand. "Yeah," she said, swiping her hand over her white table. "I’ll do that. No worries." She gave a wide but clearly fixed smile. I had seen that kind of smile countless times. It was the pandering kind—the kind that many use when they try to put you at ease and tell you that you had nothing to worry about. Just trust her, a small part of me that genuinely didn’t want to stress said. She’ll get it done. I gave her another smile of my own and turned around, heading towards the conference

IrisI felt like a fool. I felt like I had no idea how these things worked. It was my first day, and I had successfully made a fool of myself, made myself look like a slacker, and most importantly, I did not have their respect. I stood to my feet, walked over to the head of the table, and slammed my hand down. At least, I did in my mind. Instead, I settled on walking outside the conference room and going over to the front desk where Sophie sat undisturbed. "Sophie," I called as I placed a hand on her desk. "I can fire you," I said. "Yes, this is my first day, but so far, you have done nothing but infuriate me and completely lose all form of communication with me. We seem not to understand a dynamic here. You’re my PA," I said. "Mine." I placed the hand from the desk onto my chest. "You’re going to open my email, you’re going to send me the password, I’m going to log in, and then you’re going to go in front of the heads of the departments and apologize to them for wasting their t

Iris’ Pov "How dare you!" Tiffany pulled my arm backward. "You can’t keep me out," she said. “I’m the CEO of T.M corp, you can’t treat me like I’m some random stranger, trespassing.”"Oh, but I can." I stepped away from her, feeling suddenly suffocated by her strong perfume. "I can do that. It’s my building; it’s my office. You’re not welcome here. Get out," I said. “Who the hell do you think you are, Iris ? Telling me what I can and can’t do. Or have you forgotten, the reason why you’re with Orchard in the first place is because I made it possible.” My hand immediately collided with her face. At least, in my thoughts they did. I couldn’t believe she just admitted she was a back stabbing bitch and had no shame in doing so. “Look, Tiffany, I’m only being patient because of dad. Respect yourself and leave.”“Why don’t you make me?” She snickered. "You know what? Don’t make a fool of yourself any longer. And if you want to stay for a couple of minutes, you can. Go ahead, look aro

Dave The car hummed quietly as I drove, my grip on the steering wheel tight enough to make my knuckles pale. My palms were slick with sweat, but I didn’t dare ease my grip. The road stretched ahead, the streets were empty and dull under the gray sky. A cold knot of dread sat in my stomach, twisting tighter with every mile I drove. The closer I got to his mansion, the more I dreaded going there.Whenever my father summoned me like this, it was never good news. Not once. And with everything that had been happening lately, I couldn’t help but feel uneasy. My thoughts ran in circles, trying to guess what this meeting might be about.The towering gates of my father’s mansion soon came into view. I slowed the car as the gates opened automatically, making no sound.Even though I’d been here countless times, the place never felt like home. It was a fortress, my father’s domain, not mine.Parking the car, I stepped out, the crunch of gravel under my shoes echoed as I made my way to the house