THE RUTHLESS CEO IS THE BILLIONAIRE’S EX WIFE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Dahlia's POV“…I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride,” the priest announces, a teasing glint in his eyes as if he’s done this a hundred times before.I stare at the man in front of me, my legal husband. I wait, heart pounding, for him to lean in and kiss me, but he doesn’t. He refuses to follow the priest's command. My heart sinks, not in disappointment, but in anger.How dare he disrespect me in front of all these people his father invited to our wedding? Does he not respect his father enough to at least keep up the facade for the guests? I didn’t expect much from this cold, stoic man, but I thought he’d at least pretend.Instead, he rushes down the steps of the altar and vanishes from the church, leaving my face burning with humiliation. He could’ve at least leaned in, touched my cheek, or something.Embarrassed, I slowly followed him outside, my head bent, unable to withstand the eyes watching our every move. As soon as I step out, a black Aston Martin zooms o

Ethan's POV:I stood frozen, my sister's hand still in midair, the sting of her slap echoing around the room. My wife’s cheek was red, and her eyes filled with tears… tears of anger, hurt, and confusion. Those damned eyes, so wide, so trusting, and they were staring right into mine. Did she think I did it? Did she really believe I’d lay a hand on her like that? She is not as important as she thinks she is. Maxine continued to scream at her, accusing her of some ridiculous crime against our father, as if the old man didn’t have a brain in his head. I knew she was innocent in all this mess, but why did she have to accept his money and marry me? Doesn't she understand how dangerous I can be? Just because I haven’t acknowledged her existence doesn’t mean I don’t have a plan brewing in the back of my mind. She should be lucky I’m avoiding her. She’s small, too innocent, and that makes something in me want to shield her. But since that damned wedding day, I’ve felt things I shouldn’t. Wh

Dahlia's POVI awoke to a loud noise from downstairs and immediately knew something was going on. Standing up from the bed, I quietly walked to the door and peeked outside, only to find nothing. With tentative steps, I headed to the stairs, my heart pounding in my chest.For some reason, I felt like whatever was happening had everything to do with me, even though I didn't know what it was. A chill settled deep in my bones as I moved, a terrible feeling gnawing at me.I could make out two voices; one of them was unmistakably Alice's, and the other belonged to Ethan’s younger sister, Maxine. She’d been terrorizing me all year, but only once or twice a month. She was just here a few days ago, so what was she doing back already?I wasn’t curious. I already knew that whatever chaos was unfolding downstairs would end up being dumped on my head. A sigh escaped me, but I continued down the stairs, the sound of blood rushing in my ears as my heart hammered in my chest. I knew I wouldn’t like t

Ethan's POVI stride down the narrow corridor to my office, glancing at my wristwatch as I go. I’ve got about an hour until my meeting with George Crowe, and although I've got more pressing issues that demand my attention, there's something about this meeting I can't ignore. An inexplicable pull that’s been gnawing at me since the invitation came through. Instinct has always been my guide, and it's rarely steered me wrong, so I decided to see it through.Settling into my leather executive chair, I unbutton my onyx Armani suit and feel the familiar weight of the fabric drape around my shoulders. My secretary, Miranda, slips in without knocking, her hips swaying a little too intentionally, a flirtatious smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She’s angling for attention, just like every other woman used to. But things have changed; I’ve changed. Even she’s noticed. They all have. No one knows why, and I intend to keep it that way. She prattles on about my schedule, her voice lilting

Dahlia’s POV Mr. Crowe looks completely bewildered, clearly unsure how to handle the situation unfolding before him. What does one say when two powerful forces collide over the future of your company? He takes a moment to regain his composure, then stands up and adjusts his suit with a nervous smile, clearly aware of the tension filling the room. I watch him closely, noting the slight quiver in his hand as he licks his lips. He's just realized he's holding a golden opportunity. I see it in his eyes: the gleam of a man who smells money and senses a rivalry he can exploit. Ethan and I have a history, and Crowe is clever enough to see it. He’s going to use it against us. Classic businessman… seize the advantage. “I’ve heard all your proposals,” Crowe begins, his voice settling into a more confident tone, “and they’re both compelling. I wouldn’t mind selling to either of you—your strategies are impressive.” He pauses, his eyes darting between us as the board members nod in agreeme