MY CEO HUSBAND'S REGRET のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

As Ethan's anger flared, he took a menacing step toward Mason, his face flushed with rage as his grey eyes darkened like a powerful storm. The idea of another man laying claim to Rose and potentially being Daisy's father was more than he could bear. The words Rose spoke hit him in the gut and shattered his hope.His fists clenched at his sides, his gaze locked on Mason and all he saw was red. “I’ll break every fucking bone in your body.” He growled. “Ethan, stop,” Rose’s voice pleaded but it only angered him more.“So, you’re even defending him now?” He asked with a raised brow. “Be civil for once!” Rose snapped, “You’re not needed here. Just go back to your world and leave us be!”Rose tried to sound confident but her heart was pumping wildly in her chest. She knew Ethan was ruthless and powerful. He could easily disfigure Mason and no one would say anything about it, so she stood in front of Mason shielding him with her body.Ethan watched Rose’s action and his jaw ticked, “What f

The rest of the week went by smoothly without any more disturbances from Ethan. Rose also noticed that he no longer came to their branch anymore. A part of her was disappointed.“Has he finally given up?” She mumbled to herself as she finalized her latest creation.She was working on a necklace that would be part of the launch exhibition. The company allocated millions towards her budget to get her the materials she needed, so she was putting in her very best to make it a one-of-a-kind jewelry.Sighing as she settled for which stone to use, her mind kept going back to the pink diamond Ethan had bought for her the other day. “Why are you still in my head?” She breathed as she looked at the diamond on the computer screen.It would be extremely fitting to use it but they couldn’t afford it. So she tried to search for something that would be cheaper but none of the other stones made sense.A knock on her door made her look up before she responded, “Come in.”Ben peeped in with a grumpy Cla

Ethan's hands roamed her body, his movements so slow as if trying to remind himself how her skin felt when he touched her. Rose's skin burned with desire, her heart racing with anticipation as she threw her head back.Suddenly, Ethan spun her around, his eyes blazing with intensity. "Tell me the truth, Rose," he demanded, his voice low and husky. "Do you miss me?"Rose's lips parted, but no words came out. Instead, she nodded, her eyes locked on his.Ethan's face was inches from hers, his lips claimed hers in a passionate kiss. Rose's body melted into his, her arms wrapping around his neck as she deepened the kiss.The world around them melted away. The kiss was soft and tender. Rose clung to him and pulled him closer, wanting to feel every connection they lost. She slid her fingers through his hair and wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him pressed against her.Their tongues battled for domination as he reached forward and held her waist to hold her in place and deepened the ki

“Shouldn't he be behind bars for murder then, has the law become selective now?” Rose sniffed still in denial.“Since it was self-defense, no. He's on the right side of the law. But would that have been your preference? To see your husband arrested?” Micheal asked. Rose was stunned as the word ‘Husband’ made her insides turn.But before she could respond, a deep voice answered behind her, “Will you visit me every day if I get arrested?” “Ethan?” “Mr.Sinclair.” “I didn't know you called my wife over without letting me know,” Ethan commented. His tone sounded displeased and made the detective shift uncomfortably. “My apologies, it won't happen again.” The Detective responded.Rose looked from Ethan to Micheal and back to Ethan, “You knew?”“Yes, but I didn't want to stress you. I'll handle it. Come, Daisy is waiting.”Rose felt her stomach drop. How did her daughter find herself in Suncity?“Why is she with you?”“She wanted to learn how to skate, that town is nice but has no prop

Zoe’s breath hitched as she stumbled back, her eyes widening in shock and terror. The masked man stepped inside, his presence dominating and suddenly a large space felt too small. She clutched the knife in her hand, her knuckles white with the force of her grip. "Who sent you?" she demanded, her voice trembling despite her efforts to sound strong. "What do you want?"The masked man didn’t answer. Instead, he took slow, deliberate steps toward her, his gloved fingers flexing as if warming up for an early morning exercise. His silence was more terrifying than any words he could have spoken.“Was it Rose?” She trembled. She hid the phone behind her hoping Franchesca would open her voicemail on time. “You don’t get to ask questions, sweetheart.” He took another step forward.Zoe’s heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with desperate thoughts. She couldn’t put a finger on who sent the man before her. No matter how much she tried, she had too many people she had offended and couldn’