บททั้งหมดของ MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

SYLVIA'S POVI walked back to my room from the front porch of the Lockwood mansion, feeling the cool breeze on my face. As I entered, I noticed Dora still busy with her cleaning. I gave her a friendly smile before making my way to the adjoining room where I heard the cheerful sound of laughter.Curious, I approached the slightly ajar door and peeked inside. To my delight, I saw Grayson sitting with Zenith and Zendaya. They were all laughing and enjoying his jokes, their faces lit up with genuine amusement. Grayson’s presence seemed to bring out a side of them I hadn't seen before.I leaned against the doorframe, a smile spreading across my face as I watched the scene unfold. In that moment, it was clear how much of an impact Grayson’s presence had on my kids. It was different from what they had with Raymond. Yes, they loved Raymond, but the bond they shared with Grayson felt more profound, more natural. It was as if Grayson effortlessly stepped into the role of a father, and my childr

SYLVIA'S POVI walked back to my bed after watching from the window as Grayson was being carried to the car by Rex and Paul. "Hm," she muttered nonchalantly, then flopped onto my bed and grabbed the TV remote. Flipping to *Love Island US*, she settled in to catch up on the latest episodes.A knock on the door interrupted my. "Mom, it's me. Open up," William's voice called from the otmy side."Come in," I responded without taking my eyes off the screen.William entered the room, looking concerned. "Grayson just had an accident. The maid, Dora, said he slipped in the bathroom because of the wet floor from Sylvia's kids."I barely glanced up, still focused on the TV. "Mm hmm."William frowned, noticing my lack of concern. "Mom, aren't you gonna say something?"I remained fixated on my show. "What I’m going to do is finish binge-watching several episodes of *Love Island* that I missed."William looked puzzled. "This is an opportunity, Mom. What have I always told you?"I paused the TV and

SYLVIA'S POV“Don’t worry about that, ma’am. Let them talk shit if they want,” Paul said, trying to ease my discomfort as I glanced at the TV screen in the hospital waiting room.I shrugged and replied, “It doesn’t bother me anymore. I’m used to it by now.” I walked over to a chair outside the operating room, and Paul followed me. I pulled out my takeaway food and started eating again, trying to distract myself.Paul took a seat next to me. “I didn’t meet you when Grayson and I were together. You must have started working for him after I left,” I said.“Yeah, I came on board shortly after you two separated,” Paul replied. “But I did hear about you.”I almost choked on my food. “Me? You heard about me?”“Yeah, quite a lot, actually,” Paul said. “Grayson talked about you all the time after I started. At first, he was drinking heavily, depressed, and heartbroken. He’d curse your name when he was drunk, then call out for you like he longed for you. Your name seemed to haunt the halls of t

SYLVIA'S POVI could barely process the chaotic scene in the hospital room as Paul and Rex burst in, their urgent expressions making it clear they were ready to spring into action. I gave them a quick nod, signaling that I was okay and that they should leave. I could see the determination in their eyes as they glanced around before retreating.Alice and Jocelia, on the other hand, hovered like predatory vultures, their eyes fixed on me with a mix of malice and satisfaction. Alice's long acrylic nails traced the edge of Grayson’s hospital bed as she approached me with a sneer.“The body isn’t even cold yet, and the vultures start circling, huh?” I said, trying to mask the unease in my voice.Jocelia’s face twisted into a snarl. “You think you can come in here and take over everything? I’ll be the end of you.”I turned to face Jocelia, who was seething with rage behind me. “I have nothing to fear from a fool who has no sense of self-respect,” I replied coolly.Jocelia’s face contorted w

GRAYSON'S POVThe blinding flashes of cameras from the next morning were relentless as Sylvia wheeled me out of the hospital. The paparazzi were swarming, eager to capture every moment of my departure. I could almost feel Alice’s presence in the chaos, a twisted sense of retribution for tossing her out of my hospital room. It was like she always had to balance the scales whenever she felt slighted.Rex and Paul worked hard to fend off the crowd, creating a path for us. Sylvia, her face set in determined lines, guided me to the car. As soon as we were inside, she opened the door and helped me settle into the back seat. Paul took the wheel, while Rex sat beside him, their expressions a mix of concern and frustration.“Thanks for getting me out of there,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady despite the pain.Sylvia nodded, focusing on keeping the car moving smoothly through the throng of flashing cameras. “We’ll get you home soon. Try to relax.”As we drove away, I glanced back at the