Todos los capítulos de The CEO And His Ex Contracted Wife : Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Franco's POV.I continued to shout Ivery's name, but she ignored me, her pace quickening. She was walking so fast I was struggling to keep up.I knew she was angry with me, and I couldn't blame her. I just wanted to make things right, to tell her how wrong it was to confront Diva. But I was unable to get her to listen. She kept on walking, her footsteps echoing down the empty street. I felt helpless like I was chasing after something that was just unreachable.Just then, a car came speeding down the road, its headlights blinding me for a moment. My heart leaped into my throat as the car swerved towards Ivery. Time seemed to slow down as I watched in horror.In a split second, the car hit Ivery, sending her flying through the air. She landed hard on the pavement, her body crumpled and unmoving.The car sped away, leaving me standing there in shock. My world seemed to come crashing down around me as I realized what had just happened.I ran towards her, my heart pounding in my chest. I

Franco's POV.“Doctor!” I screamed, my voice hoarse with panic.I heard the sound of running footsteps, and then the room was filled with medical personnel.They surrounded Ivery's bed, shouting instructions and pushing me back.I stood frozen, watching as they worked frantically to save her life. My mind was racing, my heart was pounding in my chest. Would I ever see Ivery again?The doctor looked at me sternly, “You need to leave, Sir,” he said firmly. “I understand that you're upset, but you're not helping anything by being here. We can't do our job with you here.”I felt a surge of anger and frustration, but I knew he was right. I was only getting in the way. Reluctantly, I turned to leave. I felt helpless, unable to do anything to help. All I could do was hope and pray that Ivery would be okay.I pressed my face to the window, watching as the medical team worked frantically on Ivery. I could see the AED being applied to her chest, the rhythmic beeping of the machine filling th

Chapter 105.I watched as Franco's eyes darted between Diva and me, a look of worry etched on his face. I could tell he was trying to figure out what was going on, and I could only imagine the thoughts running through his mind. I wanted to scream at Diva to leave, to tell her that I never wanted to see her again. But I couldn't speak, my voice frozen in my throat.I felt trapped, helpless, like a prisoner in my body. I watched as Diva's eyes narrowed, her gaze becoming more intense. I knew she was trying to exert her power over me, and I struggled to resist her.Since I couldn't speak, I tried to communicate my disgust with Diva through my expression. I narrowed my eyes, furrowing my brow and baring my teeth in a snarl. I wanted to make it clear that I didn't want her here, that I was angry and scared. But I could tell by the look on her face that she was unfazed. She wasn't going to be deterred by my attempt to ward her off.And then it hit me – Diva had a secret of mine in her pos

Ivery's POV.A week had passed since I had been discharged from the hospital, and I had spent the time at home, doing nothing. I had been granted a leave of absence from work, as I was still recovering from my illness. But as the days went by, I began to feel restless, trapped by the walls of my house. I needed to get out, to achieve something, anything. I couldn't stand the thought of another day doing nothing.Kaleb had returned to the state, as his leave was over. But he had promised to come back as soon as his transfer request was approved.Even though I missed Kaleb, I found myself praying that his transfer request wouldn't be approved. I would rather not have to pretend to love him, to put on an act just to keep him around. I wanted to be honest with him, to be his friend and nothing more. But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel guilty of my feelings, for not feeling the same way he did. I was a mess of conflicting emotions, and I didn't know what to do.Since the day F

Ivery’s POV.I have been trying to avoid Franco for four weeks now. I've deleted his number and pictures, and I haven't seen him at all during that time. But even though I'm trying to forget him, I can't help but think about him constantly. I keep replaying our conversations in my head, and I can't seem to get him out of my thoughts. I keep telling myself that it's over between us, but somehow I can't quite believe it. I'm not sure what to do.As much as I attempted to move on from Franco, there was a part of me that wanted him to reach out to me. A part of me wanted to hear the side of the story, to understand why he acted the way he did. But the days turned into weeks, and there was no word from him. I tried to convince myself that it was for the best, that I didn't need him in my life. But a small part of me couldn't let go of the hope that he would call or text.My children had noticed that something was off. They could sense the tension between me and Franco, and they kept aski