All Chapters of A One-Night Stand With Her Ex-Husband: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The moment Cynthia uttered the words "I'm sorry," Lucien's fingers, which had been gripping her chin tightly, suddenly froze. A flicker of shock flashed across his face—he clearly hadn't expected those three words from her, not now. The situation was eerily reminiscent of the night he had apologized to her.In that instant, a wave of emotions—anger, bitterness, frustration—crashed over him like a rising tide. All of it transformed into a consuming, possessive kiss. Lucien pulled Cynthia into his arms, kissing her with a desperate intensity, as though he was pouring out years of suppressed emotions in a single breathless moment.Cynthia was caught off guard, her body trembling slightly as she instinctively clutched at Lucien's shirt to keep herself from falling.But this time, she didn't push him away. She accepted it in silence, as if trying to atone for the pain she had once caused him.When Lucien finally pulled back, his breathing was ragged, his chest rising and falling violently.

Of everyone, Jacqueline was having the worst time.In just one week, a media outlet had published a veiled critique of a certain actress behaving like a diva—unnamed, but everyone knew it was her. Then, an indecent video was leaked. Photos of her in bed with a certain director surfaced. Even rumors from her pre-fame days—being a kept woman—were dredged up. The internet turned into a war zone. Overnight, Jacqueline became public enemy number one, a rat crossing the street with everyone eager to beat her down.To make matters worse, CoreClub was hit with an official order to shut down and rectify operations—allegedly due to a tip-off about illegal sexual transactions.Everyone in the industry knew Anders was the man behind CoreClub. The club had always been one of his top-earning ventures, far outperforming other nightlife establishments. People couldn't help but whisper: Who on earth had the guts to go after him?Strangely, Anders didn't retaliate. He admitted defeat—just like that.Th

After saying goodbye to Anders, Cynthia stood still, hesitant to get into Lucien's car. Deep down, she still felt a trace of resistance to being alone with him.But before she could make up her mind, Simon had already walked over and respectfully opened the car door for her, his posture quietly urging her to get in. With a quiet sigh, she finally stepped inside.The car started slowly. Inside, neither of them spoke. Cynthia instinctively turned her head and looked back. She saw Anders still standing where they'd left him, waving enthusiastically. A warm feeling bloomed in her chest.Whether or not Anders genuinely wanted to be her friend, at least on the surface, he had treated her with care. He had welcomed her warmly, introduced her to his people—providing her with a solid support system.Lucien glanced sideways at her, lips pressed into a thin line. His tone was cool as he spoke."You seem to like him quite a lot."Cynthia turned to look at him, responding calmly, "We're friends. H

What the hell?! Again?! Cynthia cursed inwardly, trying to stay calm. She attempted to break free from Lucien's grip and whispered, "I'm really tired right now."Unbidden, an image surfaced in her mind—maybe other women had once stayed in this place. The thought instantly extinguished whatever spark of passion she had left.To her surprise, Lucien actually let her go this time. Cynthia breathed a sigh of relief and turned to walk away. But just as she took two steps, she felt an arm wrap tightly around her waist—her feet left the ground as she was suddenly lifted."Ah!" she cried out, startled. Before she could even react, Lucien had thrown her onto the bed.The world spun. Cynthia barely had time to process what had just happened before Lucien was on top of her. His eyes bore into hers as he spoke in a low, firm voice, "Did you forget what I said earlier?"Of course she remembered. Panic rose in her chest. "But I really am exhausted..." she tried to explain.Before she could finish,

Ever since that explosive fight with Lucien, Cynthia had been living like she was alone.Lucien had vanished without a trace, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.This time, Cynthia was truly furious—fed up with him to the core. The mere thought of seeing him again made her chest tighten with discomfort. She wished, more than anything, never to have anything to do with him ever again.It wasn't until the next day that Lucien's phone, left behind at home, was finally picked up by Simon in a rush.Gradually, Cynthia's life returned to something resembling normalcy—though she was still troubled by a few loose ends.Vicky's clothes were still at her place, unreturned. After mulling it over for days, Cynthia couldn't shake a growing sense of guilt. Perhaps she had misunderstood her.Thinking back, Vicky had always seemed quiet and sincere—hardworking and polite. Nothing about her suggested she was manipulative or calculating.The more she thought about it, the more Cynthia f