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Chapter 31: He talked alot
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The CEO's ex-wife is Untouchable Chapter 35: The Unexpected Detour
The air in bar was thick with spilled beer, a familiar perfume that Marcelline had come to embrace as the scent of her own ruin. She was perched precariously on a stool, knees bumping the brass rail, her head resting heavily on the shoulder of the bartender whom she discovered wasn't a good person because why would he call the one enemy of her she wanted to avoid. He was murmuring something placating, she didn’t hear him. She was suspended in that sweet, heavy zone where the world felt blurry and distant, yet profoundly important.Then, the bell above the entrance chimed, a sharp, unwelcome intrusion into the soft, alcoholic hum of her existence.Her head lifted slowly, like a cracked porcelain doll, following the sound. Framed in the rectangle of sickly yellow light, a man paused, scanning the room with that characteristic stillness that always announced his presence. Rowan.The sight of him was like a shot of adrenaline straight into her bloodstream, instantly converting her passiv
The CEO's ex-wife is Untouchable Chapter 35: The Unexpected Detour
The air in bar was thick with spilled beer, a familiar perfume that Marcelline had come to embrace as the scent of her own ruin. She was perched precariously on a stool, knees bumping the brass rail, her head resting heavily on the shoulder of the bartender whom she discovered wasn't a good person because why would he call the one enemy of her she wanted to avoid. He was murmuring something placating, she didn’t hear him. She was suspended in that sweet, heavy zone where the world felt blurry and distant, yet profoundly important.Then, the bell above the entrance chimed, a sharp, unwelcome intrusion into the soft, alcoholic hum of her existence.Her head lifted slowly, like a cracked porcelain doll, following the sound. Framed in the rectangle of sickly yellow light, a man paused, scanning the room with that characteristic stillness that always announced his presence. Rowan.The sight of him was like a shot of adrenaline straight into her bloodstream, instantly converting her passiv
The CEO's ex-wife is Untouchable Chapter 34: The Unspoken Truth
When Selene finally opened the door, Leon was holding a towel, a plush night robe, and toiletries. It was an act of kindness, a gesture meant to settle her after the tumultuous evening. But it did nothing to ease the storm inside her.“Here,” he said as he followed behind her to her bed, his voice soft, almost apologetic. “You might want to freshen up. I’ll leave you to it.”Her thoughts, were sharp and focused as she turned to face him. She needed answers now that she didn't know the whereabouts of Maxwell.“I don’t suppose you have answers,” she said, letting her words float in the silence, “or do you only fetch towels and robes?”Leon’s jaw tightened. His fingers brushed the doorframe before he stepped back. “Towels and robes first,” he said, “answers… come later.”Selene’s lips curved in a faint, sharp smile. “Don’t play coy with me, Leon. I know you know something. About Maxwell.” Her voice dropped, soft and deliberate, a whisper sharpened by urgency. “Where is he?”Leon froze,
The CEO's ex-wife is Untouchable Chapter 33: Missing Threads
Selene's mind was already spinning with everything that had happened tonight—the dinner, the tension, and Maxwell. Her hand trembled slightly as she reached for the doorknob to the guestroom that Leon had directed her to, and when she pushed it open, she didn’t even bother to glance around the room. Her thoughts were too scattered, her anxiety too thick.The room was luxuriously furnished, but Selene didn’t care. She dropped her purse onto the bed with a thud, her mind immediately shifting to the most important thing at the moment: Maxwell.Where the hell was he?Her fingers hovered over the phone, and she dialed Maxwell’s number. She waited, watching the screen light up with each passing second. Ring… ring… ring… no answer.The panic slowly crept up her spine, tightening, suffocating. She had been expecting him to pick up, expecting to hear his gruff voice on the other end of the line, but there was nothing.She tried again.And again.Still nothing.Her heart began to race, and befo
The CEO's ex-wife is Untouchable Chapter 32: Slurred Reflections
The bar was dimly lit, quiet, and intimate. The hum of murmured conversations filled the air, but it wasn’t busy. Just the kind of place she liked. She slipped onto a bar stool, ordered her drink—just three shots, she told herself. Enough to take the edge off.The bartender, a middle-aged man with a weary face, nodded and set the glasses in front of her. "What’s your poison, miss?" he asked, his voice low."Tequila," she said, her eyes meeting his. "And no lime. Just... straight."The bartender raised an eyebrow, but he didn’t question her. Instead, he poured the first shot and slid it toward her. "It’s a rough night?"She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she took the shot, feeling the warmth of the alcohol slide down her throat, calming her nerves just a little. She closed her eyes for a moment, the burn in her chest reminding her of how much she needed this escape.The bartender didn’t speak right away. He simply cleaned a glass as he observed her. After a beat, he leaned over th
The CEO's ex-wife is Untouchable Chapter 31: He talked alot
The soft clink of cutlery against fine china filled the air, barely cutting through the tense silence between them. Rowan sat at the head of the table, his posture perfect, his movements deliberate and calm, as though this was just another evening. It was a simple dish, spaghetti with carrot sauce, yet it's aroma felt too heavy, too thick in the air for Selene to stomach.Her mind was consumed by questions: Did Maxwell tell him? Did he know?She couldn’t afford to let him know. Not yet. Not until she had everything in place.Her pulse quickened, but she smothered it. Her expression remained neutral, controlled, even as the weight of his confession threatened to suffocate her.Rowan’s eyes flickered to her plate, then to her face, but he said nothing. His gaze was as cold as always, as though nothing in the world could rattle him. She met Rowan’s gaze, forcing herself to smile, even as the knot in her stomach twisted tighter with each passing second. “You wanted dinner,” he said, tone
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