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Chapter 100: It has to be today
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2025-09-08 04:12:01
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Killian paused in his steps, his hand tightening around Calla’s wrist. His voice was low, almost dismissive.“Like I said before, Helen or whatever is nothing you need to know."Without sparing Vincenzo another glance, Killian pulled Calla with him. His strides were fast and hard. Calla tried to turn her head back, but his grip left her no choice.Outside, Calla’s eyes landed on Neva. Her face was calm, almost blank, but Calla caught the sharpness in her gaze. Those eyes were cold, accusing, like Neva already knew what had just happened inside.Killian opened the car door for her. His jaw was tight, his movements rough.“Get in,” he ordered.Calla hesitated, but she entered, sinking into the seat with a stiff back. Moments later, Killian slid in beside her. The air between them felt heavy, choking.“Did he hurt you?” Killian asked, his tone softer now.Calla turned her face to the window. She said nothing.“Calla, answer me,” Killian pressed.Still, silence.Killian clenched his fists
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The cab slowed to a stop. “Here we are, miss, We've gotten to your destination” the driver said. "Oh Alright, I can see so." Calla adjusted her black mask and pulled her cap lower before handing him the fare. She stepped out, her heels clicking softly on the pavement. The café looked too quiet, the kind of silence that made her gut twist. She stood for a moment, scanning the tinted windows. This is risky… but risks are what I live for. I have learnt the hard way, 5 years ago. Calla said to herself. She pushed the door open. The bell at the entrance rang, but no one appeared behind the counter. No waiter, no customer, nothing. The air felt heavy, too heavy. “Suspicious,” she muttered under her breath. Then she saw him. A man sitting at the far end. Broad shoulders, sharp jawline, dark eyes. The resemblance was there, but not enough to scream Killian. Still, her heart skipped. She walked closer, tugged her mask off but left her cap in place. “Vincenzo?” The man’s lips curved sl
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 101: No turning back
Calla after making up her mind, sat in the car staring at the message on her phone. Her chest rose and fell slowly as she typed back a reply. Calla: Send me your location. Then she paused, smirked to herself, and deleted it. No, she would be the one in control. She typed again. Calla: Here’s a spot. If you’re serious, meet me there. She dropped a pin, hit send, and locked the phone. Her reflection in the tinted window looked calm, but inside her thoughts were racing. Risk? Yes. But what’s life without risks? and this time she was going to make this risk. She turned to Neva, who was busy scrolling through her tablet. “Ummm. Neva kindly tell the other guards to go home,” Calla said casually. Neva blinked. “What? Why?” Calla touched her forehead dramatically. “I think I should actually really go to the hospital. I’m not feeling well.” Neva’s face softened immediately. “Finally. I’ve been begging you since morning. You should have gone hours ago.” “Yeah I know, you were right.,”
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 100: It has to be today
Calla rinsed her mouth, straightened, and wiped her face with cold water. “I’ll see a doctor later,” she said firmly. “Don’t panic.” Neva frowned but didn’t argue. Back in the chair, Calla sat quietly, her mind racing. She thought of Killian. His story last night. His hesitation. His lies. She thought of Selene’s words, Killian has a brother. Her jaw tightened. She didn’t want to dig into the past. But the past was clawing at her, refusing to stay buried. The office door opened. The secretary walked in nervously with files. “Good morning, Miss calla,” she said. “Here’s today’s schedule. If we start now—” Calla lifted her head. “Then start talking.” The secretary nodded quickly, flipping the file open, while Neva stood in the corner, eyes sharp on everything.**Selene sat in the car, arms folded, eyes locked on the tall glass building in the distance. She had been parked there with Damien for hours, the sun already sliding higher into the sky.Damien tapped his fingers against
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The next morning, sunlight crept through the curtains. Calla blinked awake and Killian was still in bed beside her. “You’re still here?” she muttered. Killian smirked without opening his eyes. “Why? You don’t like waking up to me?” She picked up a pillow and threw it at his chest. “Don’t you have work?” “Work?” he said lazily. “I already worked last night.” Her eyes narrowed. “Killian Black, do you want me to break your head this early morning?” He chuckled, rolling over to face her. “Relax, doll. Admit it—you’d rather I stayed here all day instead of running to meetings.” “I’d rather have peace and quiet,” she shot back, sliding out of bed. Killian stretched and sat up, watching her tie her robe. “You’re bossy, you know that? Always acting like my CEO.” “Someone has to keep you in line,” she muttered. “Maybe,” he said with a grin. “But I like it. Makes me wonder who’s really the mafia boss in this house.” She shot him a glare. “Keep talking and I’ll write you an official m
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 98: Believe him?
Neva pulled the car into the driveway and stopped. Calla reached for her bag, but before stepping out, she turned to Neva. “Don’t tell Killian about Selene,” Calla said quietly. Neva raised a brow. “You don’t trust me?” “I trust you. I just don’t want him knowing.” Neva leaned back against the seat, smirking. “Relax. I’m not a snitch.” “Good. Thank you.” Calla gave her a firm look, then got out of the car. The maids bowed as she walked inside. “Good evening, ma’am.” “I want dinner in my room,” Calla said simply. “Yes, ma’am.” One of them hurried away. Calla freshened up in the shower, but her mind wouldn’t stop circling Selene’s words. The water running down her body couldn’t wash away the unease. When she stepped out, hair damp, robe tied loosely around her, a tray of steaming food had already been set on the table. the sight of the food made her stomach twist. She picked up a spoon, tasted nothing, and pushed it away. She pressed the intercom. “Kindly come and ta
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