All Chapters of Ex-Husband, Beg Me!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Clarissa took a deep breath before saying, "I can't..." Her voice came out barely above a whisper. Lucas pressed close to her. "Want to break the contract?" he asked in a low voice. Clarissa tensed. The contract said he could call on her anytime, anywhere—even if it was a bad place. In a slum or under a rock. "And what if I do?" Lucas pulled back a little, his brows furrowed. "Are you planning to break it?" he said, seriously. "It's not up for discussion, Darling." Clarissa stepped back. "I don't plan to. I'm just asking..." she narrowed her eyes. "What happens if I do?" Lucas stared at her, trying to see what she was thinking. "You'll be punished my way. On my own terms." Clarissa's heart beat fast. She looked down, not sure what to say. "Too bad," she whispered. "I just... I needed to know." Lucas stepped close again, slow like a shadow. His fingers touched her chin and lifted her face. "You know the rules," he said, his voice was calm but heavy. "I don't like quest

There was a stiff silence between Clarissa and Lucas as they stepped out of the hospital. The air outside was colder than before. Clarissa wrapped her arms around herself but didn't say anything. Lucas kept his hands in his pockets. They walked side by side but it felt like miles between them. Lucas opened the car door for her and she got in without a word. He walked around and got into the driver's seat. He didn't start the car right away. Clarissa looked straight ahead. Her eyes were heavy and tired. Lucas glanced at her, opened his mouth to say something but closed it again. The silence stayed even as he turned on the engine and pulled onto the road. The street lights flickered one by one, the evening was slowly approaching and the sun was almost going down. Clarissa leaned her head against the window. Lucas tapped the steering wheel softly. He didn't know what to say. Or maybe he did, but knew now wasn't the time. After a while, he spoke to her, breaking the silence be

Easton stirred the ice in his glass, barely listening to the conversation rolling around the table. The restaurant was warm and lit, the kind of place meant for laughter and long meals. But he wasn't cut out for the stuff happening in the table.He glanced out the window when he felt a piercing stare on him. Then he froze.Clarissa was standing outside.She wasn't moving, just standing near the glass outside, her eyes scanning the restaurant entrance like she was waiting for someone while also admiring the place.It was her. Same woman he saw in that couple photos on social media. But there were undeniable changes in her—which includes the way she held herself. She stood there a little tense, and a little guarded.Easton's heart thudded once, but it was really loud. He leaned slightly toward the glass, trying to see her face more clearly through the reflection.Just then, a man appeared beside her. He looked tall and imposing. Walking in a Confident stride towards Clarissa, Easton did

Lucas kicked open the door of Clarissa's bedroom with his foot and carried Clarissa into the room. The light from the bedside lamp painted the walls in a golden hue. It was quiet in the room.He walked over to the bed and lowered her gently, her head sank into the pillow, and he adjusted it beneath her carefully.Clarissa blinked up at him, her eyes were half-lidded from exhaustion. "You know I have legs, right?"Lucas's lips tugged into a small smile. He reached down and brushed a loose strand of hair off her face. "I know. But tonight, your legs are officially off duty."She gave him a look, but it was hard to keep a straight face when her body already melted into the mattress. "I'm not a feather," she muttered.Lucas raised an eyebrow at her. "No, you're not. You're heavier."Clarissa squinted her eyes. "Wow. Romantic." She scoffed loudly. He grinned. "I meant... you're more like a very precious brick." "A brick?!" She asked ridiculously."A luxurious one," he added. "Imported. L

Clarissa didn't push any further, knowing it was a loose game to question the old woman about her grandson. It just seemed like she was the only one left out on the tea.Granny Reed stood up from the chair and walked over to the living room again to catch up on her favorite morning show.Mrs Chen walked over to the dining hall and began placing food on the table.Plates of scrambled eggs, pancakes, dumplings, and stir-fried vegetables lined up one by one on the long table.Clarissa blinked. "Is someone coming over?""No," Mrs Chen replied. "Just family."Clarissa smiled and looked around. Her smile faded a little when she spotted the time on the clock. It was close to 9:30AM.She glanced at Mrs Chen. "Wait... where's Lucas?"Granny Reed didn't look up, her gaze was fixated on the broad TV.Mrs Chen froze by the juice tray but Clarissa added. "He's not usually this late for work."Mrs Chen cleared her throat. "He... he probably slept late last night. He can clock in whenever he wants,