Todos os capítulos de CEO EX-HUSBAND REGRET : Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Noah's POV:The quiet hum of the hotel air conditioner filled the room as I stared at my phone. Another call unanswered. I sighed, leaning back on the plush chair in frustration. "Come on, Mirabelle." I muttered under my breath. "Pick up the damn phone."It has been over 30 fucking hours since we last spoke, and the growing silence between us made me irritated. I had called her more times than I cared to count—twenty, maybe even thirty. Each unanswered ring felt like another stone in my chest, dragging me down.My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Startled, I straightened up. “Who is it?”“It’s me, Natasha.” Her familiar voice called from the other side.Natasha? What the hell was she doing here so late? I crossed the room quickly and opened the door. Natasha stood there, looking unusually grim. Her expression made my stomach twist.“What’s wrong?” I asked.She stepped inside, glancing around nervously. “You need to see this, Noah.” She handed me a tablet, which was al

Noah's POV:Mirabelle's words from earlier echoed in my mind relentlessly: “Don't come back, Noah. Please."I leaned back in the plush leather seat, gripping my phone tightly. She begged me not to come back, but how could I Stay away? I can't ignore the fact that she was in trouble, and no matter what she thought, I wasn’t about to sit back and let her handle it alone. I need to be there for her, to help her through the mess at her company, and to make things right.My fingers tightened around the phone. Despite her resistance, I have already decided. I am going home. The engines of the jet roared to life, but I was too restless to focus on the luxury of my surroundings. My jaw tightened as the memory of the news flashed before my eyes. Mirabelle’s company is on the brink of collapse. Fraud accusations. A shipment disaster. A fire. It was a chain reaction, one calamity after another. Was any of this connected to me? My secrets, my choices? The choices I made—might have indirect

Noah's POV:“Mr. Noah,” Simon greeted. “How can I help you?”“Simon,” I began, pacing again. “I need you to go to Samuel’s house. Now.”“Samuel’s house?” Simon asked, confused. “Is something wrong?”“He hasn’t been answering my calls for some days now.” I replied. “I want you to check on him and let me know if he’s alright.”“I don't understand, Sir.” He countered. “A few days ago, Samuel said that he was going on a leave for a few days to take care of his wife and he had already discussed everything with you. How is it now that you are unaware of his whereabouts?” Simon inquired.“I suspected that to be his reason for being unavailable. But now that you've just confirmed that he lied, I am starting to think that things aren't the way it seems.” I replied. “Just do as I said, go to Samuel's house and check up on him. Then I will know what to do next.”“Understood, sir. I’ll head there immediately.”“Good. And Simon.” I added. “Be discreet. If something’s wrong, I don’t want word getti

Natasha's POV:Zhao Feng behaved like the weak little man he is. He inserted his tongue deep inside my pussy and swiftly moved it up and down while holding my feet. His tongue had cleaned the sticky liquid that oozed from my pussy. We both caught sight of each other while looking at my tight nipples. I had to kick his testicles to remind him to keep begging.“Madam, please cure my erection. I’m desperate for sex and don’t have the balls to lure in a woman. The sticky liquid from your warm pussy has increased my lust. Please take command over my cock.” He pleaded dramatically.“Alright, you pathetic weak little man. Get on the bed and spread out your arms and legs.” I ordered him.I stood on the bed and stepped on his testicles. At first, he felt a sharp pain but then began to enjoy it, as his balls got between the mattress and my toe.I spat on his face and said. “Your cowardly cock is getting a taste of my pussy because I’m allowing it. You are not fucking me! I am fucking you! And

CHAPTER NINETY NINE. Mirabelle’s pov. The tension in the air was suffocating. I stood in the hallway, heart pounding as the muffled voices of the children from the living room filtered through my thoughts. Why would Ken suddenly show up in my house? What was all this about? I thought as I walked towards him. It didn't feel right, my ex-husband in the house of my present husband. It felt so wrong. Before I could get to Ken, my children got to him first, and I froze. Oh my goodness, I was still thinking about what I would introduce him as, but now. I might not even get an opportunity to introduce them. “Who are you?” Tyler asked Ken, folding his arms together as if Ken was a threat. Ken cleared his throat. I was sure he felt awkward at the encounter with the kids, and I was supposed to move and stop whatever was about to happen, but unfortunately, my foot stayed rooted to the ground. “I'm a friend of your mum’s.” He said calmly. The frown on Tyler's face only worsened. “My mum