All Chapters of The Ex-Husband’s Regret: The Wife He Couldn’t Love: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

~VIOLET~Stewart arrived earlier than 1 pm. I was surprised to see him, but he told me he just wanted to stay around the kids before the actual time. I found it reasonable because the children wouldn't let him leave without playing with him.An hour after his arrival, we left the house but not without placating Nyla and Nathan with some dollars. Still, they didn't want him to leave, but they had no choice. The car was silent as we began the trip. I didn't know where we were going. I just knew I took my time to dress myself up today.I have been searching for what to wear since I got the message last night. I was ready before the said time. I just couldn't wait to see what it looked like to spend the day with him without caring about anything else.I anticipated the fun we would have.Was this going to be a step to us getting back together or a step to us falling out forever?I couldn't look at him as he drove. His gaze was focused on the road. The A.C. was on, but everywhere was stu

~VIOLET~Ever since Vincent left, Stewart hadn't said a word, and he avoided my gaze. His expression deepened with his brows furrowed. I was surprised.I was certain he had something to say before Vincent interrupted. However, since he left, he never made an attempt to say a thing. The aura emanating from him was off and unwelcoming. There was something wrong, but I couldn't put my finger on it.Did he have some sort of argument with Vincent before today that ruined his mood the moment he saw him?I had plenty of questions, but I couldn't ask because his mood wasn't just right. He looked like a baby whose milk had been taken from him—annoyed but cute.He sipped his glass of wine gently, still avoiding my gaze like a plague. "Is there a problem, Stewart?" I finally asked when I couldn't hold it in anymore. I needed to know why he was this way. "No!" He sharply responded, his face focused on the sea. "Are you sure?" "Yes. I am. Did you do something wrong?" He questioned, tur

~VIOLET~A spark—no, a surge—shot through me the second his lips touched mine. It wasn't soft. It wasn't careful. It was a jolt, like my body had been waiting for this without telling me. I couldn't think. I didn't want to. My thought shattered, useless against the pull of him. It wasn't just a kiss. It was a shift, quiet but seismic—like something inside had been waiting for this, for him, without ever saying it out loud. And now that it had happened, I knew one thing with terrifying clarity. I wouldn't be able to go back to who I was before. When he didn't get a response from him, he bit my lower lip, just enough to make me gasp, just enough to make me want more. He took advantage of the moment I gasped to thrust his tongue into my mouth. The spark didn't fade; it deepened, flaring into something slower, hotter. My hands moved before my thoughts did, reaching for him like instinct had taken over. I wasn't thinking about right or wrong, past or future. Only the way his mouth found

~VIOLET~ "Bye, Mommy," Nyla and Nathan muttered, waving as they ran out of the house in their school uniforms.I waved back, picking up my cup of tea from the table while chewing the sandwich. "Okay, honey. I love you." "I will take them to school now, ma'am," Their nanny said, bowing curtly, and I nodded my head.The house suddenly went silent as the children left. I finished my breakfast, snatched my bag and car keys from the table, and strolled out.As soon as I stepped out, I saw a familiar car in front of the apartment. For a moment, I thought I was hallucinating. I couldn't believe it was Stewart's car.I was still trying to figure out why his car would be in front of my apartment at that time of the day when I saw the door open and he got out of it.Fully dressed in his black kiton. He looked like money had a favorite child, and it was him. The fabric hugged his frame with the kind of ease that only bespoke tailoring and old wealth could afford. His shoes, polished to a q

~GENERAL~The moment Violet ended the meeting with the partnership company, she took out her phone from the bag and started typing a message to Stewart. Her radiant smile and the happiness visible on her flawless face made Liam perceive something. He suspected something but couldn't lay a finger on what it was. She was brighter and happier. Definitely, there was something she wasn't telling him, and he decided to ask once they got to her office.Helping her with her bag and documents, they left the meeting room and walked to her office.Despite walking, her eyes were fixated on the phone, and her smile grew wider anytime her phone chimed, indicating a new message. Liam's brows creased. He was certain that something was going on, but she hadn't told him anything yet.They got into her office; she sat down while typing on her phone swiftly. He placed her documents and bag on the table in front of her. His eyes were fixed on her, hoping she would at least lift her head and take a glan