All Chapters of Mr. CEO’s Insatiable Addiction To His Feisty Ex-Wife : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

WENDY’S POV “Omg…. She’s really urinating on herself!” another person from the crowd shouted, jolting me out of my thoughts. My eyes slowly trailed down between my thighs and then into the floor where the warm yellowish liquid was streaming. My heart instantly skipped a beat, my stomach blazing hot as I shook with fear. Panicking, I lifted my gaze and darted around to check the expressions the people gathered around were making. Some were staring at me with mocking faces, some were laughing and whispering to their friends and family, others were shocked while the rest just couldn’t believe their eyes. “Ewww…. She’s so disgusting! Look at her peeing on herself” a plump bald man exclaimed from the crowd, inching closer to me with a huge camera. He scrutinized my whole form with a disgusted look, positioning himself at an angle where he could capture my mess. The flashes from the paparazzi intensified as they all stepped closer, each of them trying to take the perfect

MELISSA’S POV As I walked out of the elevator, Listowel was leaning over the counter with a proud smile. He looked like he had done something to be proud of. Earlier in my room, I had watched him finally put Wendy in her place at the press conference. Well, I can't deny I felt a sense of relief seeing that Wendy got torn up by the internet. It was very fulfilling to see her get her cover blown like that. I must admit that it came as a shock to me that she was messing around with a bartender. As pompous as she is, I never expected her to be fvcking around with someone like that. And oh, the fact that she was fvcking other men while still insisting on getting married to Listowel didn't come as a surprise to me. She looks exactly like the kind of person to do that. I'm only surprised that it took Listowel this long to notice. Deep inside me; I really wished Listowel had exposed her earlier. It would have saved us so much drama but well…. Things happen. It's just to

MADAM GORDON’S POV The chandelier above me sparkled gracefully as I put on my diamond earrings while its rays cast warm shades on my face. The coolness of the diamond gem relaxed my nerves a little as it touched my skin. I glanced at myself in the mirror one more time, a smirk playing at the sides of my lips as I felt satisfied with my look. I’ve been looking forward to this evening for some hours now. For the past forty-eight hours after my call with Mr. Coleman, I’ve been preparing adequately for this dinner. Emily is everything I want for my grandson so it will only be right that I prepare this gracious dinner to welcome her into my family. Not only is Emily elegant but also she is sophisticated, well-connected, and has her father’s influence backing her. There are no two ways about the fact that she is the perfect match for Listowel. Not even Wendy talks less of Melissa. However, I needed to see for myself if Emily was as perfect as I had imagined. I walked out of my room an

LISTOWEL’S POVAs I approached my car, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around, and before I could say anything, someone pulled me into a passionate kiss.My eyes shot open wide, my heart racing as thoughts of Melissa filled my mind. For a moment, I thought it was her so I almost leaned in to kiss back. Only for me to pull my head away from her as her scent filled my nostrils. It wasn't Melissa. In fact, my Lisa doesn't smell like this.“What the hell are you doing, Emily?” I exclaimed, pushing her away.She smirked. “I thought you might change your mind.”I shook my head. “ Change my mind from what? Don't you have any manners?! Get away from—”Before I could finish, she lunged forward, pressing her lips against mine again. I struggled, trying to push her away without hurting her, but she held on tightly.“Let go!” I shouted, managing to break free.In the scuffle, I accidentally bit her lip. She yelped, stepping back with full-blown tears streaming down her face.“You monster!

MADAM GORDON’S POV I tried Emily’s number for the third time, pressing the call button with trembling fingers. The silence that followed each ring only deepened the tight knot forming in my chest. She had put her phone on voicemail so my attempt to reach her for the past thirty minutes were all in vain. I couldn't wrap my head around what was going on. I know Listowel will never do such a thing. And Emily herself too seems like a nice person the last time we met. I’m finding it hard to believe that she will accuse my grandson of this. That's why I’ve been calling her persistently. I needed to at least hear what she had to say before I made any move. I let out a long, heavy sigh before I dropped my phone on the table. I stepped out into my garden, hoping to escape the suffocating mansion. Slowly inhaling the gentle breeze, I couldn't help but, wonder why it's been so hard to get my grandson a wife. All I want is to leave the family company in the right hands before I die.