Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ex-husband wants my New Body: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

**Third person**Valerie resumed work the next day, an unmistakable glow on her face. She wore a bright smile on her face as she walked past and replied to the greetings of employees. Most people would have attributed her smile to the fact that she'd taken back her company. Yes, it was partly that and then last night… She bit her bottom lip in remembrance.The sound of chairs scraping and cheerful chatter filled the air as soon as she entered the secretary's office. Valerie looked up at the entrance to see fancy alphabets arranged to form “Welcome back, Ashley.”Gabriel, Tessa, and some other employees popped some party poppers as she entered. Colorful pieces scattered everywhere on the floor, some clinging onto her clothes and hair.“What's this?” Valerie looked around, surprised."Honey, congratulations!” Gabriel cooed with a cake in hand. He moved forward to hug Valerie. “You did it! You're the new CEO!"Valerie welcomed the embrace, instantly feeling guilty for not reaching out

**Third person**Valerie walked into her office, her eyes widening in annoyance as she spotted Adam sprawled in her chair, his legs tangled around the table like he owned the place. “My wife,” he muttered as soon as he saw her."Adam, how can I help you?" she asked, her face twisting into a grimace.“Congratulations, Mrs. CEO,” he smiled. “You keep looking more and more beautiful," he smirked, his eyes roving over her.Valerie raised an eyebrow, striding over to him. "I can't say the same about you." She was standing in front of him now. “Get your legs off,” she snapped and then gestured for him to stand up and take the other seat. Adam chuckled. "I like this new spark, Valerie. This fierce nature…”“I knew we were meant to be from the start. But this whole new look you have... it has made me realize that you're the only one meant for me.” He paused and threw his head backwards. Then he looked up at her again. “The fact that I didn’t even know you were my wife and I was still attra

**Third person** The day outside was very bright and clear as still waters but Matt sat inside a bar, nursing a bottle of beer. It seemed like everything was falling apart for him. When he saved Ashley that night, it was out of curiosity. He'd been curious about what was so special about her. She'd been given everything while he was tossed aside in an orphanage. Then he realized it, her spark, and he fell in love with her. For the past year, it almost seemed like he had just one job—make her fall deeply in love with him first, before revealing that they're related. It would seem he did a pretty bad job. He lifted the bottle to his lips and took a large gulp. “Three shots, please,” he called out to the bartender. He needed something stronger. The bartender came over, his hair dyed a bright shade of red. Then he filled three glasses with the clear liquid. “Girl problems?” “Fuck off,” Matt snapped. He picked up the first glass, downed its contents in one go, and winced. He did the

**Third person**“Hello, sister,” Karen sneered, her eyes blazing with fury as she got closer. She reached where Valerie was standing, and without hesitating, she swung her knife in the air. Adrenaline coursed through Valerie, and she dodged quickly before any harm was done. “What are you doing?” Valerie fumed, taking swift steps backward, further into the room and away from Karen.Karen followed. “Come, let me show you.” She lunged forward and swiped the blade at Val again. Valerie scurried backwards again, her heart racing with fear as she reached for a pillow on her bed. She used it as a shield when Karen swung her arm in the air again. The knife sliced the pillow fabric, fiber bleeding out.“Don't you think you've done enough harm already?” Valerie panted, heart hammered anxiously against her chest as she spoke. She glanced at the bathroom door that was still shut. Frances was still inside, listening to her music and singing along loudly.“The fact that you're still alive means

**Third person**“I thought the reality sank in after you cried for help?” Lucas mocked, his eyes shooting daggers at Adam. “If I think about what you tried to do to my woman, I still have this urge to kill you regardless.”Adam's jaw clenched again at the mention of ‘my woman’. But he didn't say a word about it, he wouldn't dare.Lucas placed the paper and pen that he was holding on the table. “Sign them now while I'm being nice,” he ordered, his voice a low growl that had Adam forcing a lump down his throat. Then he removed his feet from Adam's hand.Adam cried out in relief.Using his other hand as support, Adam tried to massage the hurt one into shape, but it was numb anyway. He looked up at Lucas, “My fingers… I—I can't sign.”Lucas shot Adam a glare without saying a word. He didn't need to.Adam swallowed, and quickly, he picked up the pen with trembling hands and scribbled his signature on the paper. His jaw tightened when he finished signing. So he is actually divorced from A