All Chapters of Is Mr. CEO Our Daddy? Ex-Husband Returns As My Patient: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Alex snapped his fingers. “Two weeks ago, on Friday, you sent me a text about staying over at a friend’s place, didn’t you?” His voice was sharp, his pale green eyes fixed on Sophia with an intensity that made her stomach churn. She frowned. “Me? Sent you a text?” Confusion flickered across her face. She didn’t remember sending him anything. Not in the past year, at least. After their marriage, she had been careful, giving him space, making sure she never did anything that might anger him. She had always walked on eggshells, hoping that if she did everything right, he would finally see her. “Oh, fuck!” Alex exhaled harshly, his frustration crackling in the air between them. “You’re not just a cheat, you’re a liar and a fucking wh…ore!” He couldn't even say the words correctly, because it broke him to say them. Sophia flinched as though he had struck her. Of all the things he had said, nothing stung as much as that word. “Alex…” Her voice was barely above a whisper. Tears burned the

As the first rays of dawn broke through the curtains, Alex sat upright, restless and on edge. Thoughts of Sophia consumed him, gnawing at his mind until he couldn’t stay still any longer. It was still dark when he grabbed his jacket and stormed out, determined to confront her before she vanished from his life for good. He drove through the empty streets, his grip on the steering wheel tight enough to turn his knuckles white. Frustration boiled over, and he punched the wheel before running a hand through his hair. His mind was in chaos, replaying the events of the previous day. What have I done? When he pulled up to the mansion, his heart pounded with nothing but fear. He stepped out, his gaze darting around briefly before he ruffled his hair in frustration. He wasn’t thinking straight. He knew he hadn’t been the best husband over the years, but had she really betrayed him so easily? He had given her everything. Financial security, a lavish lifestyle…what else did she need? Why had s

The morning sun painted the sky, casting a warm glow over the bustling city of Kentucky, a heavily pregnant young lady stepped out of the grocery shop, her blonde hair blended in with the bright rays of the sun, the gentle breeze played with her hair, and the air carried the sweet scent of fresh blooming flowers outside the nearby stall. A gentle smile grazed Sophia's lips as she felt a slight kick in her abdomen, at the same time, her face pulled into a frown as she felt a sharp pain in her lower back, she released a sharp breath and sat on the bench placed outside the grocery shop. She recently found out she was going to have twins, and as her due date came closer, she had been receiving strong kicks from her babies, still unsure of what gender they were. It's been eight months already, Sophia sighed, and looked around the car driving past. Eight months since she left Evermore. Eight months from the night that Alex accused her of infidelity and ended their marriage. Eight mo

“No. He wouldn't be there,” Sophia finally answered. There was a long silence for a moment, and Sophia thought of what she could say. Anything at all to cover up the emptiness her babies must be feeling. But she came blank with ideas. Addie and Aiden exchanged glances with each other. Aiden wiped imaginary dust from his shirt, “It's not a problem, Mommy.” Sophia looked up at him, and she could have teared up. He continued after a moment, “Just having you here means everything to me. I'm sure Adeline feels the same way. Besides, it's time we stop dwelling on him,” he said, his gaze shifting to his sister. “Right, Addie?” His serious expression added years to his young face, causing a pang of sorrow in Sophia's heart. Adeline pressed her lips tightly, she didn't look like she agreed. But she eventually nodded, tightly. “I read a quote in a book I came across on your table a while back,” Aiden said with a smile. “It said, 'People make time for what they value,' so maybe he's just t

“This had better be a damned one-off, or your future here is toast! And I'll personally ensure you pay dearly for it!” “If there's one thing a doctor should never do,” Dr. Sarah began, her tone sharp as a scalpel, “It's to walk into an operating room or commence a procedure with a heart full of unsettled thoughts! With the accolades you've received in this hospital, I'm certain you need no reminder of this important rule. Yet, you faltered the moment you stepped inside!” It was 10 AM the next morning, and Sophia found herself seated in Dr. Sarah Mitchell's office, the assistant to the Chief of Surgical Service Director. Dr. Mitchell, a young woman with honey-blonde hair, exuded an air of disapproval that hung heavily in the room. Her demeanor toward Sophia was far from friendly, as her interactions were marked by harshness and rudeness, making the atmosphere tense. Sophia wasn't supposed to be here. She was meant to be with the Chief himself, but he had an urgent appointment that d