All Chapters of Ex-Husband, Beg Me!: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"I thought you wanted space?" Clarissa asked in a calm voice.Lucas moved closer to the dining hall as he whined. "I don't. Who said I wanted space from you? I don't want any space.""Ohh." Clarissa looked unfazed. "Then,can you tell me why you were so upset about the idea of being married to me?? Do I disgust you that much??""No, no.." Lucas immediately denied it. "You don't disgust me, Clarissa. Where did that come from?? I thought I've used every day to show you how much you mean to me ... .and, I told you before that I like you more than 'like.'. I've told you before." Clarissa hummed,turning to face him more. "Then, why did you become super annoyed when your grandmother asked you to get married to me?" Lucas's gaze softened. "You want a wedding?" It was Clarissa's turn to be mute. She just stared at him...unsure about what she wanted. Lucas added. "Do you want a wedding,Clarissa?""Won't that make things even more complicated?? We're....I mean, what we have is not real." She

The drive to the airport had been crazy, the roads were packed, slow traffic too with horns honking—-typical Manhattan traffic. Clarissa sat beside Lucas in the car, watching the buildings blur past. Her face was quiet, but her heart wasn’t. She kept twisting the edge of her dress between her fingers, acting like she wasn’t nervous when she definitely was. Lucas looked calm as always. He had one hand on the wheel and the other resting on the door. He didn’t say much but he kept glancing at her sometimes. They finally arrived at the airport and boarded Lucas’s private jet which took them directly to Brooklyn. By the time they arrived, Clarissa was worn out. Finally, they arrived at the hotel. The hotel was covered in glass and Gold paintings. A red carpet had already been rolled out, and people were walking on it like they were royalty. Clarissa started to open the door but Lucas gently caught her wrist. “Not here,” he said to her for the first time since they left the hou

“I know it might sound weird but I’ve always wondered what it would be like being inside of you. Raw.” He said flatly with no rumble in his expression. Clarissa glared at him. “ I need after-pills. I don’t know how you’ll get them but I need them.”“I don’t fancy your reaction after sex.” Lucas twisted his face. “But you’ll get your after pills.”Clarissa snarled at him. “Thank you.” With that, she entered the bathroom adjacent to the room. She rushed towards the bathroom counter, clinging to it while staring at herself in the mirror. The thought of getting pregnant made her blood run cold. She had lost a child once, what if the same thing repeated itself?? What if the universe had taken her first child because she wouldn’t be a good mother?? What if—“Holy Christ.” She grumbled as she turned on the water faucet and placed her hand under it. She splashed water on her face, wiping off her sweat and anxieties.“Are you okay in there??” Lucas’s voice came from the other side as he kn

Bukky rushed towards Lucas but he was quick to grab her wrist. He shook her slightly as if trying to knock off the stupidity in her. “Stop being delusional, Bukky. This whole stunt you pulled tonight, do not ever repeat it.” His eyes had turned cold. Bukky panted hard as she gritted out. “Why?? Why can’t you see that I want you?? Do not let the others interfere with what we have going on. I love you. ”Lucas snarled. “The others—you mean your husband who just wedded you a few hours ago?? And my woman who’s out there, waiting for me to be done with the so-called meeting?? You need to be at rehab.” He let go of her wrist with a slight force.Bukky stumbled backwards and pretended to fall, making Lucas’s eyes grow wide in shock. He instinctively rushed forward to hold her. Bukky gasped in shock, her face covered in fear. Her body was falling and about to hit the floor but thankfully, his arm wrapped steadily behind her back, saving her from the fall. Lucas’s tight face was just right

Isabella's jaw dropped slightly. "Oh..." Her confident smirk fell like a cracked vase as she tried to swoon herself out of the embarrassing situation. "Umm."She found nothing to say.Clarissa's face flushed with secondhand embarrassment.Justin's eyes hadn't left Isabella. He looked as if he wasn't sure whether to laugh or pretend he'd heard nothing at all.Lucas was the one who spoke first. "We just arrived and Mrs Chen said you had some guests over. We came to check if you needed more supplies or something. Didn't mean to... interrupt."Justin added with his voice deadpan. "Interesting sewing conversation."Isabella scrambled to recover and hide her shame. She stood abruptly, brushing threads off her shorts. "Right, well, sewing's more than just thread and fabric, you know. It's... It's passion. Inspiration. Sometimes... buzz-worthy."Clarissa groaned and buried her face in her hands. "Isabella, stop."Her embarrassment heightened even more on Isabella's behalf.Lucas raised an eye