All Chapters of The Ex-Husband’s Regret: The Wife He Couldn’t Love: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

GENERAL "LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!!! LET ME GO!!!" Willow shouted as she was being dragged out of the store. She jerked away from their grip when they finally reached the gate. "You will regret ever laying your filthy hands on me. I will make sure you regret that." She spat in their faces, pointing a finger in their faces. "You don't know who I am. You don't know who you just embarrassed. You will pay with your jobs," she threatened in a loud voice laced with anger, pain, and frustration. She was pained and couldn't even believe what was happening. Violet won yet again? She was dragged out of the boutique instead of her, and the more hurtful part was that she had been banned from purchasing any of their collections. Rikky's Couture was every woman's dream designer. Everyone wanted to put on the company's dress. You will be regarded with respect if they find one of their dresses on you, and that was the reason Willow had been able to join a lot of elite women's clubs. What would hap

GENERAL "What the hell are you doing?" A familiar voice echoed in the bush, causing the man to pause in his actions and turn. His eyes shone and lips curved into a wide smile when he saw Willow. She was standing with a mixture of shock and anger in her eyes. Darting her eyes over Violet and the man, she blew out air and ran her hands over her hair. "My love, you are here," The man muttered excitedly, rushing toward her and opening his arms. Violet took steps backward with raised brows as she wondered what was happening. Of course, she knew somebody requested her abduction, but she never imagined Willow would stoop so low as to try something like that. And what did he call her? 'My love'? Do they have something together? Her chest heaved up and down rhythmically with her audible breaths as she scrutinized the situation. Before the man could wrap his arms around her, Willow kicked his legs and yelled. "Is that what I told you to do to her? I fucking asked you to teach her a lesson

VIOLETDespite being in an unconscious state, I could discern that there was a deafening silence. Everywhere was so silent that the sound of a falling needle could be heard. Unhurriedly, I pried one of my eyes open, and I was welcomed with an unfamiliar environment. It seemed I was in a car. The last thing I remembered before losing my consciousness was... Yes! Stewart was offering his help, and I was blatantly rejecting his offer. The thought of that forced me to open the second eye and jerk up from my half-conscious state, and as I suspected, I was really inside a car. "You are awake, Violet!" I heard a voice say with concern beside me, causing me to turn my head in that direction. It turned out to be Stewart. That bastard! Didn't I tell him not to help me? "And what am I doing here? Why am I in your stinky car?" I fired at him, forgetting that I almost lost my life a while ago. The thought of owing him a favor irked me a lot. "I clearly told you to leave me alone. I told you

VIOLETDifferent luxurious cars drove into the Platinum Hotel Park. Paparazzi lurked around, trying to capture an exclusive news story. It was the elite party and auction evening. I stepped into the event hall, and I almost gasped at the number of guests seated. This was my first time attending, and I didn't think there would be a lot of people there. And they weren't just people. They were people of class and prestige. Laughter and chatter filled the air as I searched for Sister Kate, the real reason I had to attend this event, even when I didn't feel the urge to. Scrutinizing each face, I finally got a glimpse of her. She was in the middle of four other women, and they were laughing heartily. "Sister!" I called the moment I got nearer, and she raised her head at the mention of her name. Her eyes widened and her lips curled into a wide, genuine smile as soon as she saw me. She stood up, left her seat, and embraced me warmly. "Thank you for honoring me, Violet. I am so happy for y

GENERAL "Is this Kate?" A masculine voice resounded behind them, and they were propelled to turn their heads in the direction of the voice. Violet couldn't recognize the face, but her sister's face contorted into astonishment. "OMG! Vincent Clark! How are you here? When did you return from Nigeria?" She spurted out, standing and holding his hands. Her lips were curled into a wide smile. Violet could discern the kind of relationship they had with the way she reacted to his presence. "I met your secretary at a party last week, and she told me you will be returning next month. How were you here before then?" Vincent chuckled, "Well, I was able to round things up earlier than I intended. The investors didn't think it was possible to finish the project in two months, which was the reason they scheduled three months, but we finished everything last week," he explained. "Now tell me. When did you return to the country? I heard you went on a business trip. You are the last person I thoug