Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Ex-Husband’s Regret: The Wife He Couldn’t Love: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

GENERALViolet's body shuddered slightly when the gun suddenly grazed the nape of her neck, but she was smart enough to conceal it from whoever was behind her. She stared straight unblinkingly and maintained her composure. "Who are you, and what do you want?" She asked in a steady tone that the man behind her was amazed by her composure. Generally, anyone who was in her position would be trembling and begging for her life, but she wasn't even flinching. He realized why Willow was terrified of her and saw her as a threat. An audacious woman like her shouldn't be beside his girlfriend. She could harm her, and that was what he didn't want. "Walk straight and get into that black car. I will shoot your head off if you alert the people around," he husked. Violet blinked once, puffed out, and started walking to the car as he had ordered. She got in, and he followed suit. There was another man in the driver's seat already, and he drove off as soon as they both settled in. After driving f

GENERALWith Willow under her grip, Violet slowly took steps out of the forest until she got to where people were visible. She pushed Willow away and ran into the streets. She didn't know what time it was, but she knew it was late because of the grey sky. "How many hours did I fucking spend in the bush with those bastards?" She mumbled as she dragged herself along the pedestrian. Her breath was heavy and husky. Her vision was getting blurry, and a pang of pain was enveloping her head. She expected that. It would have been abnormal if she didn't feel anything, considering the way the man beat her up. She thought about how the man treated Willow and snorted. "You sure have a lot of good taste in men, Willow," she sighed.And the sigh was the beginning of her problem. Her symptoms worsened the moment she sighed. Her blurred vision became blurrier, and her head felt like it was being hammered with a rock. She halted in her tracks, shut her eyes, and caressed her head with her palms. "I

STEWART It was after Violet left that I started regretting helping her. I should have ignored her and left her when she lost consciousness. If I had done that, she wouldn't have the effrontery to talk to me like I was nothing. What the fuck have I done wrong? I only tried to help her, and the best thing she could do was hurl insults at me. She owed me her life. She should be thankful that I saved her. She would have been harmed if I hadn't done that. As her back view disappeared, I let out a deep breath and returned to my car. Hopping in, I placed my head on the steering wheel, and the moment we had in the car replayed in my head. I could swear that I saw lust in her eyes when our faces were close. I saw the way she glanced at me like she wanted to devour me. Or was I seeing wrong? The Violet I knew hated me to the core and wouldn't hesitate to orchestrate my downfall if she had the power. Hissing, I raised my head and shrugged the thoughts away. It was a facade. I was perhaps h

VIOLET If you would ask me, the first thing I was expecting Willow to ask me when she saw me was the reason I was at the party. Seeing that she didn't raise a question like that only meant that she believed that I was really a CEO. I scoffed, folded my arms, and raised my head, exuding confidence and arrogance. With furrowed brows, I responded, "Yeah! I think we need to straighten out some issues." I nodded and then unfolded my arms. "Don't you think we need the attention of Stewart before we have any discussion? Ah! You wouldn't want to stress yourself to go out there to call him again. Let me help you out," I taunted with a smile and acted like I wanted to step out. Inwardly, I knew I didn't want to do that. There were some scores I needed to settle with Willow so that she could stop behaving like a wench. She has been stepping on my toes lately. She had been doing too much, and I hated that. As I had expected, Willow snatched my arm and stopped me from going. "What are you tryin

GENERALSoon, it was time for dance, and the guests began to climb the dance floor with their partners. Violet was busy with her phone, reading a document Liam sent to her, and wasn't interested in what was happening on the dance floor. "Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?" Vincent's voice wafted into her ear, propelling her to raise her head. Her lips curled into a smile when she saw his outstretched hand. At first, she planned to reject him politely, but when she mistakenly caught Stewart glaring at her, she took her hand in his, and they both stood up and walked to the dance floor.Slowly, they moved rhythmically to the music playing in a soft, slow motion. Everyone was engrossed in the moment. It was a chance for most of the businessmen to relieve their stress in the center of the event hall, under the sparkling bright lights. "You are a good dancer, beauty," Vincent complimented with a wide smile.Violet giggled and lowered her head as she flushed. "Thank you," she