บททั้งหมดของ EX Wife (ENGLISH): บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Exelle Their eyes were on me, fixated with awe and admiration as I made my entrance. It seemed I had the power to turn heads, drawing everyone's attention solely towards me. "Man, who is she?" I overheard someone whisper. "A goddess? Haha. But she looks like one," another voice chimed in. "Who is she?" someone asked, genuinely curious. "I don't know," came the uncertain response. "Maybe a friend of Mr. Riguera. She's invited tonight anyways," another person speculated. "Is that the owner of EXiellene Royale?" someone asked, recognizing me. "I guess so. But she looks more than just good. She's really beautiful," a voice remarked, capturing the sentiment of many. "Do you know her?" one person asked another. "Yeah, she's quite famous as the owner of the well-known EXiellene Royale. You know, the hotels and resorts in America. But actually, well-known worldwide," the second person explained. "Oh yeah, I remember. She's the so-called Miss Kim of that hotel and resort, EXiellene

Exelle "H-Hans..." I stuttered, my voice trembling as I called out my husband's name. He didn't hear me, and I didn't bother attempting to call him again. Finding him standing on the veranda in the living room, I noticed it was already eleven at night, yet he remained wide awake, gazing outside. The moonlight bathed his body, casting an ethereal glow upon him. Oh, how I loved this man. But I couldn't fathom why he couldn't reciprocate that love. Silently, I watched him from where I stood, admiring his figure and every aspect of his being. He wore the same white polo he wore to work, and his disheveled hair seemed to suit him perfectly. In that moment, he resembled an ancient Greek god, and despite everything, I couldn't deny the innocence and cuteness he exuded when he was silent. I wished it could stay that way forever. His well-built physique, his sharp nose, his long eyelashes, and his lips, so enticing and kissable—everything about him captivated me, stealing my gaze and cla

Exelle      Clad in a simple black dress that fell just above the knee, its off-shoulder cut adding a touch of allure, I strode into the restaurant with confidence, meeting his gaze head-on. A lopsided smile played on my lips, accentuated by the matte lipstick I wore. He, the man I had loved since the days of yore, yet who had never regarded me as a woman deserving of his love and affection, now stared at me with a mixture of awe and surprise. Even without uttering a word or making any overt gestures, I could feel the eyes of others fixed upon me, their gazes filled with curiosity. Sam had often remarked that I possessed the ability to turn heads, and today, standing here, I couldn't help but agree. It filled me with a sense of pride, knowing that I had captured the attention of the one I had yearned for. In all honesty, I had been head over heels for my husband in the past. However, times had changed,

Exelle    "You..." I stare at him, shocked and nervous that he might actually discover that I am his ex-wife, Xiellenna, at this very moment. But, of course, I won't let myself be caught. Not like this. Not this easily. I won't. "You must be kidding me, right?" I whisper, mustering the strength that I had lost a while ago. Damn it, Exelle! Don't let yourself get caught so easily! Think of ways to escape this situation, damn it! Of course, I have to, or all of my hardships to come this far would be in vain and meaningless. And yes, he may have caught me off guard like this, but he can't bring down my defenses that easily. Maybe I faltered, but I am not the old me. I'm not the old Xiellenna anymore.   "I am Exelle Kim."   His face remains unchanged. My words don't even faze him easily.   "Yes. This scar was caused by a burn, but not from a hot iron. It's f

Exelle      "Hello there, Miss Lux," I greeted her, forcing a smile upon my face. She returned the smile, but it was evident that it was forced. I could easily discern that she was merely acting friendly in my presence, something I had grown accustomed to recognizing. Becoming Exelle Kim and undergoing personal transformations had not been in vain; I still struggled to decipher people's true intentions. My journey to this point of unwavering determination had not allowed room for naivety. I had changed for the better, albeit with a degree of risk involved. Embarking on a path that originated from emotions I believed I would never experience—hatred. "Hello, M-Miss Kim," she stuttered, flashing another forced smile, before her gaze shifted behind me. "And, Alexis." My left eyebrow arched involuntarily upon hearing her falter. "Sorry about what you just saw earlier. I hope i