All Chapters of Mr. Ex Husband, Why're You Back After Divorce? : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter Forty

“Oh, fuck, Kat! I can’t believe you.” Willow’s voice thundered through the living room as he paced back and forth. “How could you stoop so low to the level of kissing your arch-enemy, your ex-husband in the face of danger?” Katherine’s hand unconsciously rose to her lips. That kiss, it hadn’t left her mind since it happened. Sitting on the couch with her head bowed, she slowly lifted her gaze, meeting Willow’s furious eyes.“And what exactly would you have me do, Willow?” she shot back. “I couldn’t save myself at that point! You think I wanted it?”Her friends, who’d walked in on her and Massimo earlier, now sat scattered around the living room. Since they’d come home, they had been staring at her like she’d grown a second head. She’d been trying to explain herself, yet nothing.Sure, they’d already reported everything to the cops and now five skilled officers were stationed in the shadows to protect them, but that didn’t erase the tension in the room.“But Kat, it shouldn’t have bee

Last Updated : 2025-08-30

Chapter Forty-one

“Oh my God, I heard President Massimo just moved into the other CEO’s office. He’s officially one of our CEOs now and he started today, in this very building!”Katherine froze mid-step, her pulse skipping as she heard the word from her colleague. Massimo? Here? No… that couldn’t be right. Damien hadn’t said a word when he’d visited her two days ago. “I still can’t believe it either,” Rhoda gushed, smoothing her blouse. “This time, I’m so gonna get him all to myself.”Her friend Rose snickered, tossing her hair back. “Ugh, don’t even remind me of that shameless woman who kissed President Massimo in front of everyone. Gosh, I hate her guts.”As if on cue, their eyes landed on Katherine as she stepped in. Heat flushed her palms as they grew clammy, but she straightened her back, forcing herself toward her office without a word.The hatred towards her had intensified the day Massimo kissed her in public.“Oh, look who we have here,” Rhoda sneered, striding directly into Katherine’s path

Last Updated : 2025-08-30

Chapter Forty-two

“You heard me,” Massimo's grin widened.Her stomach dropped. Her mind was spinning. Why hadn’t Damien told her anything? How could something like this happen without her knowledge?“You are joking,” she said again, this time firmer.“And why,” Massimo’s grin darkened, “would I joke about something of this magnitude?” He leaned forward, elbows resting on his desk. “If you don’t believe me, call your boss. Oh wait… he’s on a business trip with his new PA.”“You’re lying,” she whispered.He folded his arms across his broad chest, gaze glinting with amusement. “Lying? Oh, Katherine… you’ll find I rarely waste my time with lies. Especially when the truth hurts more.”It hadn’t been easy convincing Damien’s father, James. But after several rounds of tense arguments, veiled threats, and a few very clear ultimatums, Massimo had finally forced him to yield. James had no choice but to pressure Damien into releasing Katherine and her role as PA straight into Massimo’s hands.Of course, Massimo k

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Chapter Forty-three

Chapter Fourty fiveHe lifted the cup and took a slow sip. Katherine shut her eyes, bracing herself, waiting for his inevitable cough, his disgust, the slam of the cup against the desk.Five seconds passed. Ten. Fifteen. There was nothing.Her eyes fluttered open, only to see that Massimo had drained the cup empty. And now, he was staring right at her with unreadable eyes.“Congratulations,” he said flatly, then returned to his paperwork.Katherine blinked at him, stunned. Her gaze darted between him and the empty cup. Did he just… drink it? Did he just drink my spit?Her stomach twisted. Oh God… does this mean he actually liked it? That my saliva mixed with coffee is what satisfied his impossible taste buds?Panic pricked her skin. Does this mean I’ll have to spit into his coffee every single day just to keep him satisfied?“Oh gosh… I’m in trouble,” she whispered under her breath.“Quit staring in shock and go start your work,” Massimo’s voice snapped her out of her daze. “We have

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Chapter Forty-four

The room looked like an office, but it carried an aura far darker than any workplace. Around a long mahogany table sat seven men, each one dressed in immaculate suits, their mere presence radiating power and intimidation. Among them, only one face stood out, not because of power, but because of youth. He was in his twenties and that young man was Tyke.At the head of the table, in a chair that looked more like a throne, sat a man who commanded silence without saying a word. His chair bore the image of a lion carved into the wood. His resemblance to Tyke was undeniable, but he was older facially and in everything. This was Tyke’s father, Don Giovanni Basilios, the man who ruled the Brotherhood.The silence broke when one of the men slammed his glass onto the table. “Don Giovanni,” he snapped, glare shifting toward Tyke, seated on the side like a shadow. “When will Diablo bring the woman? He cannot take the throne from you without a wife and an heir. You know this as well as we do.”A

Last Updated : 2025-09-09

Chapter Forty-five

Katherine, Ariana, Willow and Jordan stood huddled at the foot of the bed, their eyes swollen and raw from crying. The hospital light made Tyke’s skin look paper thin with the machines beside him humming. This felt unbearably familiar, first it was Myles, and now Tyke.“It doesn’t add up,” Willow said finally, breaking the tense silence. “How are we supposed to accept ‘accident’ when there’s a wound right here?” He jabbed a finger toward the bandage over Tyke’s chest. “That’s a close-range shot, not a scrape from a crash.”They’d each been at their different places of work when Tyke sent the odd message, a quick line that he was at the hospital. At first they’d laughed it off, because Tyke loved practical jokes. But when his phone stopped answering and a stranger called to tell them he’d been in a “fatal” accident, the joke died. They had arrived to find the doctor tight lipped, telling them men in black had brought Tyke in. “Doctor said his chances are… twenty percent?” Jordan repe

Last Updated : 2025-10-17

Chapter Forty-six

“Oh my God, Kath! I thought I was gonna die back there. I swear I saw heaven flash before my eyes!” Jordan gasped from the back seat, clutching his chest as Katherine swerved around another corner. “You seriously need to calm down.”The tires screeched against the asphalt before she eased off the gas. Her heart was pounding hard enough that she could hear it in her ears. In the distance, the black car they’d been chasing finally slowed, turning onto a narrow, bumpy path cutting through the trees.“They’ve stopped,” Willow said, leaning forward between the seats. “Pull over. Don’t let them notice us. You need to breathe, Kath. We weren’t ready for this. It’s too dangerous to rush in blind.”Katherine’s knuckles whitened on the steering wheel before she finally nodded and brought the car to a slow stop. Her eyes didn’t leave the dark shape of the vehicle carrying Ariana.“I know, Willow,” she said softly, swallowing hard. “I know you’re right. But thinking about Ariana, about them takin

Last Updated : 2025-10-26

Chapter Forty-seven

One week laterThe living room was quiet with the kind of silence that carried the weight of everything left unsaid. Katherine sat stiffly on the couch, her fingers absently brushing against the bandage wrapped around her forehead. Ariana shifted in her seat, exhaling shakily. “I still can’t believe everything that’s happened in just one week,” she said, eyes darting around the room. “It still feels like a nightmare I can’t wake up from.”Jordan, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, let out a disbelieving laugh. “Right? Who would’ve ever guessed Tyke was a mafia heir?” he muttered. “He kept something that big from us all this time.”“He should’ve trusted us,” Ariana said. “We were his friends, his family. We wouldn’t have pushed him away if we’d known, we would’ve protected him.” Her lips trembled as tears filled her eyes. “God, I miss him so much, despite everything.”Jordan looked at her sympathetically. “Yeah… he should’ve told us,” he murmured. “But let’s be grateful we’re all st

Last Updated : 2025-10-29

Chapter Forty-eight

Katherine stood immediately, a bright smile lighting her face as she walked toward him. “Boss,” she greeted softly, bowing her head a little.“Hey, Kath,” Damien said warmly, returning the smile.“Only her friends are allowed to call her that, and you're not one.” Willow cut in sharply from his seat, his tone dripping with irritation.All eyes turned to him.Damien raised a brow, amused rather than offended. “My bad,” he said easily, flashing a grin that only seemed to irritate Willow more. “But I happen to be one of Kath's friends, too.”He emphasized friends and deliberately said Kath again.Willow’s jaw tightened. His hands curled into fists. Jordan, sitting beside him, quickly reached over and placed a calming hand on his arm. What Jordan had came to know with his little time with them, was that Willow loved Katherine, but Katherine doesn't share his feelings. Across the room, Ryan stifled a laugh, snickering quietly as he leaned back, already thumbing something into his phone,

Last Updated : 2025-10-29

Chapter Forty-nine

“What the hell is wrong with you, Mass? Are you insane?” Ariana’s voice sliced through the tension.Massimo didn’t even flinch. “Don’t you dare interfere in what isn’t your business, Ariana.” he said, calmly.Katherine drew a quiet breath and rubbed her palms together to keep from trembling. “It’s fine, Ari,” she murmured, forcing a small smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I’ll just go prepare now. He’s my boss, afterall.”Before she could go, Damian’s stoped her. “You’re not going anywhere, Kath!” he barked, slamming his palm on the table. “It is my company, and I’m your boss. I decide what happens.” His glare snapped toward Massimo. “This bastard is just an impostor!”“Watch your mouth, little Vortan,” he said evenly, though the ice in his tone could’ve frozen blood. “I don’t take kindly to filth, and especially not from a filthy mouth like yours.”“Say that again,” Damian growled, stepping forward, fists clenched.“I said,” Massimo emphasizes, “Watch. Your. Filthy. Mouth.”C

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