Mr. Ceo Ex-lover Comes With Baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

The night crept slowly along the walls of Hunter Jackson’s luxurious apartment. Dim lights cast soft shadows that wrapped around every corner of the room. In the master bedroom, Evelina Willson stood in front of the mirror, letting her long hair fall freely. Her new face reflected the soft glow of the night lamp—serene, yet cautious.But that calm was quickly disturbed by the sound of heavy footsteps. Hunter Jackson entered, his body relaxed, but his eyes burning with desire.“You’re still awake,” he said softly.Evelina turned slightly, nodding. “You’re not asleep either?”Hunter moved closer. The scent of his masculine cologne filled the space between them. His gaze traveled from her head to toe, unabashed and lingering.“You know,” he murmured, voice thick, “I still remember our kiss at the club. Vividly. And I want to feel it again.”Evelina remained silent. Her heart pounded, but she kept her expression cold. “Hunter… that shouldn’t have happened.”He stepped closer—just one step

The sunlight had fully spread across every corner of the luxurious apartment. Yet the atmosphere inside felt like a suffocating fog. Evelina was still sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at the floor, while Hunter Jackson stood a few steps from the door, still unable to believe what had just happened.At the doorway, Serena Jackson stood with a tense face. Her beautiful eyes were lit not by love, but by a consuming fire—jealousy, fury, and fear.“Hunter.” Her voice was sharp, cutting. “We’re going home. Now.”Hunter turned slowly, his breath heavy. “I’m not going home.”Serena lifted her chin. “So you’re choosing to stay here? With a woman you don’t even really know?”“I know who she is,” Hunter replied shortly. “And I’d rather live in this confusion… than in a lie with you.”Serena stepped inside, now only a few feet from her husband. “You talk like I’m your enemy. I’m your wife, Hunter! The wife who stood by your side for five years, supported you, defended you in front of everyone

The sound of water trickling in the sink of the women’s restroom on the 21st floor was soothing, but the atmosphere in the room was far from peaceful. Evalina Wilson stood before the large mirror, wearing a fresh powder-blue satin blouse she had just retrieved from her emergency locker. Her damp hair had been partially dried, and now she was carefully fixing the makeup that had been smudged by Serena Jackson’s coffee attack that morning.Her hand was steady as she applied her lipstick, but her eyes were sharp. The reflection staring back at her showed no sign of weakness or defeat. She wasn’t about to give them that satisfaction.But then, a mocking laugh echoed behind her, causing the faint smile on her lips to stiffen.“A pretty face doesn’t always come with dignity, does it?”Evalina glanced at the reflection in the mirror. A woman in her early forties, dressed in a sleek gray blazer with a finance manager badge pinned to her chest, stood with arms crossed. Melinda Carter—long-time

The office was buzzing with activity that morning.In the executive lounge, Serena sat with a stormy expression. She had just witnessed Hunter escort Evalina into his office with a warm smile. That preferential treatment made her blood boil.“Who does she think she is? Just a cheap mistress, and now she has the audacity to sit among the executives,” Serena hissed under her breath.Clutching her phone tightly, she made a call.“Do it now. Wipe all the files from Evalina’s laptop. I don’t care how you do it, just make sure it’s clean. She needs to be humiliated during the meeting.”“Yes, Ms. Serena. I gained access last night when her laptop was connected to the public network. Just one click and everything’s gone,” came the man’s reply on the other end.Serena ended the call with a smirk.“Let’s see how valuable she still is to Hunter after this.”---Meanwhile, Evalina was enjoying a calm moment in the office pantry. With a warm cup of coffee in hand and a neat stack of notes beside h

That night, Serena Jackson stood before the vanity mirror in her spacious bedroom, which now felt increasingly empty.She stared at her own reflection—composed but confused. Her hair was still perfectly styled, her silk nightgown exquisite, and her face nearly flawless. But beneath all the glamour, her eyes were hollow. Tired. Tormented.Hunter Jackson, her husband—the man she once proudly called hers—no longer looked at her the way he used to. The warmth of their past love had turned into a cold shadow. Everything changed the moment Evalina Wilson entered their lives.Serena clutched the resignation letter she had written with her own hand. Though she didn’t work at Hunter’s company, it was a symbolic gesture—her way of resigning from his life. Her hand trembled as she reread the words:“I give up. I’m tired of fighting for a love that was never fully mine.”But her resolve began to crumble as she glanced at her bank account. The numbers were substantial, but Serena knew they were al