All Chapters of Once His: Chased By Ex-husband: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Taylah was packing her things, her face clouded with sadness. It had only been a month, yet she already had to deal with this new position—one created exclusively for her. To learn directly from the current CEO of the company. Assistant Executive Officer… how ironic. She had told Laurence not to do anything with her position but here we are, Laurence being Laurence did a whole powerful thing. “Will you be okay, Taylah?” Felix asked. Taylah nodded, taking a deep breath. She even asked those questions to herself, Will she be okay? God knows, whether she will be or not. “Honestly… I don’t know. I’m just scared. I never wanted power or authority.” “It’s okay, Taylah. Everything will be fine.” Aryan tried to cheer her up. Meanwhile, Charlie jumped in between them. “Don’t forget about us, okay? We’re your sweet teammates.” “Of course not. To be honest, you guys never treated me like an outcast. I’m really grateful for that.” “I think you use the word grateful a bit too often. Come

Arjan was going through his documents when his assistant, Max, walked into the office as if he owned the place. He didn’t knock, didn’t wait for permission, he simply entered.“Sir, the information you asked me to investigate…” Max said, placing the tablet in front of Arjan so he could review the details he had gathered.Max was a genuine and sincere person, more than just an assistant, he often acted as a part-time decision-maker for Arjan. So when Arjan suddenly asked him to dig into Briga Morris’s information, he was both flabbergasted and confused, since Arjan had never done anything like that before.It took a moment for Arjan to read through all the details about Briga.“Briga Morris, a 25-year-old girl. She is an orphan and half foreigner. Five years ago, she was brought to Lancaster by Sam Lancaster. Her studies, parents, and other details are unknown, but the available information vaguely aligns with the person who claims to be Sam’s secretary.”As Arjan closed the file, Max

“What if my past bothers him?” That was a hard question but Dicentra always had a way of answering with another. “Doesn’t he already know? You practically made headlines back then with the divorce.” Taylah fell silent. Of course, he knew. Maybe not every detail, but enough, at least a vague idea of her marriage. The point was, he knew. “Girl, don’t overthink it. Our paths were never beds of roses, you know that. Give it a try. And if it doesn’t work out, just walk away.” It sounded simple, almost too simple but for the first time, it felt possible. Maybe she should try… try to let someone love her, scars and all. “It’s a big decision for me, Di. But you’ve got me. Thank you.” “Silly, I’m always here for you.” They both laughed, the sound light and warm, before turning their full attention back to the food. Since Ivano had decided to pursue Taylah, it only felt right that she knew more about him. Dicentra sighed softly and began to share. “Ivano… he used to be just a part-tim

She was shown to the front row by the staff, but Ivano was nowhere to be seen. Uncertainty crept in, she didn’t know how she was supposed to act here. Should she approach someone for guidance, or stay silent until the show ended? Again, those stares. They pressed against her, suffocating. This was why she had always disliked high society, the wealth, the judgment, the unspoken hierarchy that lingered in every glance. Just as her composure began to slip, a shadow fell in front of her. Ivano. He stood there, blocking her from view, as if he were quietly shielding her, protecting her from everything she wasn’t ready to face. She didn’t mind standing in Ivano’s shadow. It felt safe like he was taking the force of everything meant for her, blocking out the judging gazes that threatened to swallow her whole. “The show is about to start. Let’s go to our seats.” Taylah nodded, and the two of them settled in. Soon, the show began, models gliding down the runway with effortless grace. T

The morning wind made Taylah stir out of her deep slumber. When she felt the weight on her, she only then realised who it was. Ivano was practically strangling her in his sleep, yet he lay there peacefully. Taylah’s cheeks flushed as she took in the morning view of the man she barely knew. Last night had been so much fun. They had had dinner and gone for a walk, and even though Ivano had covered his entire face, he was still recognised by fans and chased by them. They had both ended up running through the streets, only to slip into a dark alley. There, they had burst out laughing without even realising it. She had never laughed like that before. It felt stupid and childish, yet so blissful. Later, they had a few drinks at Ivano’s so-called apartment and ended up sleeping together. She had never felt this safe with people she once knew. Ivano was different, she knew it instantly. But it was a bit overwhelming, since she had let a man into her personal space without truly knowing