Mr. CEO’s Insatiable Addiction To His Feisty Ex-Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

A few minutes after assisting Listowel to climb back into his bed, the nurse from earlier entered, her breath rugged. As soon as her eyes fell on me, she asked, “Oh miss.. where have you been? I was looking everywhere for you. I thought you’ve even left your boyfriend behind ....” Listowel and I looked at each other’s faces before I turned back at the nurse. “Oh, I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I just stepped out for fresh air. Also, we are not a couple. He’s not my boyfriend. We’re just acquainted,” I clarified with a straight face. “Sorry, ma’am. My mistake..” “It is fine dear.” By the way, the doctor has a message for you. “Me?” I asked, stunned. “Yes, please. I will do you the honor and break it to you since he’s not here..,” Sure.” Considering Mr. Gordon’s current condition, she commenced, ” The doctor thinks it will be best to have someone he’s familiar with to assist with this recovery at home even if it is just tonight. Since you’re already h

WENDY’S POV It’s been fifteen minutes since I came to the Gordon Mansion. Grandma and I have been waiting for feedback from his men for a while now but still nothing. The old lady has been pacing up and down, asking for the progress of their search every three minutes. A buzz from her phone garnered our attention. We all turned our heads in the direction of the phone, anticipating what it was. Grandma picked it up and her face lightened up as she read what was on the screen. From her expression, I could tell it was good news. The men might have been able to locate Listowel. Just then, “They’ve found him!” She exclaimed with joy. “Really? Where is he?” I asked with a broad smile. But within me, I could feel my anxiety bubbling up. They said he was—.” She was still talking when her phone rang, causing her to pause. She gestured for me to hold on before swiping on the phone screen to answer the call. “Alright, that’s good. Tell him to call me when he’s changed. Bye

MELISSA’S POV Waking up, I blinked severally as the morning light hit my eyes. My eyes darted around for a while as I stretched my body but then something hit me in the process, causing my arm to half midway. This wasn’t the guest room where I had gone to sleep. My breath caught in my throat when I realized I was in the master bedroom How did I get here? I sat up quickly, the silky duvet slipping down my body while I continued to glance around, trying to make sense of the situation. My legs swung over the side of the bed as I attempted to stand up. My heart jumped when my gaze landed on him. Listowel was sleeping on the couch, his tall figure awkwardly trying to fit in. One arm dangled off the side, and his head rested at an uncomfortable angle against the armrest. The blanket half-covered him, and his usually commanding presence was replaced by an innocent child-like expression. I froze, unsure of how to process the sight before me. “What is he doing here? An

WENDY’S POV I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, my fingers running over the luxurious fabric of the gown I had just chosen. The silk shimmered under the boutique lights, and for a moment, I imagined the gasps of admiration my friends would let out when they saw me in it. This was it. The wedding dress of my dreams. It would be my moment. I was going to be the center of attention. No one would be able to take their eyes off of me and most importantly Listowel was going to be mine, officially. Grandma Gordon stood beside me with a warm smile. She nodded severally, saying, “It’s perfect, Wendy. I’m so happy for you.” My heart swelled with pride as she complimented me. All those years of struggle, of waiting, of pretending… was finally paying off. I can't wait for the d-day, so that I flaunt my marriage, and show everyone that I won. “Thank you,” I replied with a smooth proud tone. “I want everything to be perfect for the wedding,” I said as I took one more look at

MELISSA’S POVThe water cascaded down my body. It was warm but it couldn't ease the storm brewing in my mind. The unplanned kisses and the laughter Listowel and I shared while he was at the hospital filled my memory. “Melissa,” I whispered to myself, leaning against the tiled wall, my wet hair plastered against my back. “You can’t let him pull you back in.”I turned off the shower, grabbed a towel, and dried myself. My reflection in the mirror caught my eye. As I stared into my own eyes, “You deserve better than this Melissa. He's the only man in the world. You can always love again,” I thought to myself. I wrapped the towel around myself and headed to the living room. I turned on the TV and switched the channel where they were playing music. My attention was not even in the music that much but a breaking news caught my attention. “News Flash—billionaire Listowel Gordon has officially ended his engagement with socialite Wendy Maccini. Sources close to the Gordon family confirm…”I