บททั้งหมดของ No Longer Yours, Ex Husband: บทที่ 251 - บทที่ 260

[Vivienne]“The presentation is ready!”I turn around to find Andrew standing at the door of my office.“Well, then who are we waiting for?” I get up from my chair, grab my blazer, and head out the door, Andrew following with the briefcase where the presentation must be secured.Andrew makes a call to bring the car around while I dial Ana, hoping to let her know that I’ll be late.“Don’t forget to pick Axel up from school,” I say as soon as she answers.“Of course, madam.”“And don’t feed him ice cream on the way. He already had it yesterday, but he might get naughty and tell you he didn’t.”She chuckles on the other end. “I got you, madam. Anything else?”“Just… keep an eye on him,” I sigh, thinking about this business conference that’s so crucial for me to attend. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”Ana assures me that she’ll do her best to take care of Axel, and I try my hardest to find relief in her confidence.The call ends, and the car arrives.Andrew opens the door for me.“My lad

[Caden]When I got the call from home about Benjamin being sick, I did everything in my power not to rush to the hospital myself.But just as I was preparing to drop everything and leave, Mother called and assured me that everything had been taken care of. She said Benjamin was much better now, and if she really needed me there, she would let me know.Somehow, I tried to find comfort in her assurance. But God knows, I couldn’t do anything except sit in the waiting room assigned to my company, waiting for Mother’s call as she visited the hospital.I couldn’t even attend the meeting after lunch.But that’s alright. I was only there to observe, not participate.Sure, I missed Vivienne’s presentation, considering she was the last one to address the members, but maybe that was for the best.Ever since she spotted me at the conference hall, she’d been

“I’m not interested.” I’m ready to slam the door shut, but he blocks it with his leg.“You will be if you just see it once.”“I don’t want to see anything, Caden. Now, please, if you’ll just leave, that would be great.”“I can’t.” He continues to block the door, and it’s safe to say this is the most frustrating thing I’ve experienced in the past few years.“You have to. You can’t force me into doing anything. I’m not your wife.”“No, you’re not,” he says, tilting his head slightly. “But that doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten everything about you.”I scoff unknowingly. “Oh, really? And what exactly do you think you remember?”He leans in just a fraction, voice lowering like he’s about to share some grand secret. “That you hate not knowing things.”I hate that he’s right.But that doesn’t mean I have to give in every time my curiosity tries to get the best of me.I huff instead. “Cute theory, but I’ve grown since then. Maybe I don’t care as much anymore.”“Doubtful. But tell you what, Vivienn

[Caden]By the time I get downstairs, the whole place has turned into a screaming and shouting mess.For a second, I pause and stare, wanting to assure myself that I haven’t actually walked into another dimension by mistake.But no. The longer I stand there, the more faces I start to recognize.More than anything, I catch sight of Vivienne standing on the sidelines, watching everything with the same bafflement as I do.I also catch some arguments as I make my way to the reception area, where the whole chaos is unfolding.“This place is a joke!” one of the businessmen from the morning’s conference snarls at the manager. “How could you let something like this happen? Do you think we are fools? Some of the most influential people in the city are here, and you dare do something so horrible? I’ll sue you!”The manager, a middle-aged man with thinning hair and a face rapidly losing color, raises his hands in a desperate attempt to placate the irate businessman. “Sir, please, I assure you—we

[Vivienne]“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” The moment we are left alone, I glare up at him, my arms crossed over my chest as I try as hard as I can not to make another scene.“And how do you think I did that?” he asks, rather innocently, as if he can’t think of a single reason he would want to do such a thing.The truth is, I can’t actually blame him with full conviction. People did choose me, not him. In fact, he didn’t even say my name, didn’t even suggest anything. It all happened on its own, and yet, I’m pretty sure everything played out just like he wanted.Ugh. I wish I knew how. I would love to get to the bottom of THAT truth.He tilts his head slightly, watching me with that infuriating calm of his. “You give me too much credit, Vivienne,” he says smoothly. “All I did was present an option. The people made their choice.”“You manipulated the entire situation without lifting a damn finger.”“I prefer to call it… guiding the inevitable.”“You’re impossible.”“And yet, her