All Chapters of My Ex-CEO : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Blake’s POV I had called Carmen earlier to tell her I’d be spending the weekend with her, and she was happy about it. What she didn’t mention was that her brother was around too. Not that I blame her. I’m sure he’s still mad at me for what I put his sister through back in school. And he has every right to be. If I were in his shoes, I’d probably hate me too. Still, I showed up. Dressed in nothing fancy just laid back Saturday clothes and I brought cheesecake, thinking it might help ease the tension. Carmen was in the kitchen, humming to herself while slicing fruit like a pro. I leaned against the doorway, watching her with a soft smile. But my focus kept drifting to the living room. Caleb was on the couch, arms crossed, eyes locked on me like I was a riddle he intended to solve with fire and fury. He hadn’t said much since I arrived. Just a dry “hello” and a nod. The rest was silence and side eyes sharp enough to slice glass. I know I can’t erase what happened. But I’m here now. I

The office buzzed quietly, fingers tapping against keyboards and printers whirring softly in the background. I was going through the final revision of a client proposal when I noticed Sophie hovering near the glass wall of my office. She wasn’t discreet. Whispering to Rachel by the printer, glancing toward me, then laughing just loud enough to be heard. I sighed and turned back to my screen, pretending not to notice.“I swear she does that on purpose,” Octavia muttered as she passed by, dropping off some files. “She's got middle school energy in a corporate suit.”I smiled faintly. “Let her get it out of her system.”Octavia raised a brow. “Or until someone gets fed up and puts her in hers.”Later, during the budget meeting, Sophie finally made her move.“I’m still unclear on the allocations Carmen signed off on,” she said casually, flipping through her audit notes. “Some of the expenses look... questionable.”My head snapped up. I kept my tone steady. “Those were approved under the r

I filled Fab in on everything how work had been a mess lately, how Sophie had been pushing all the wrong buttons and she promised to stop by soon to check in.Later that afternoon, Caleb walked into the apartment grinning like he’d just pulled off a master plan.“Park day,” he announced, jingling his keys. “You need fresh air and ice cream. Let’s go.”I groaned from the couch. “I’m not in the mood.”“Too bad,” he said, yanking the pillow out from under my head. “I already texted Fab. She’s in.”“Traitor,” I muttered, dragging myself up and reaching for my hoodie.The sun was kind, the breeze even kinder. The three of us strolled through the park Caleb and Fab locked in one of their classic debates over whether cereal actually counted as a proper meal. Silly people.And then I saw her.Nora.She was sitting on a bench near the fountain, sunglasses pushed up on her head, laughing at something someone beside her had said. She hadn’t seen us yet.I froze mid-step. Fab followed my gaze and

Caleb’s jaw dropped. “You actually sent it.” Jacques looked like someone had just punched him in the gut. His smile faltered for the first time all night. Fab sat up, eyes wide. “Okay, now I’m nervous for you.” Then my phone buzzed. Everyone screamed. Blake: Every damn day. My soul left my body, did a full lap around the room, then crash-landed back into my chest. I reread it. Slowly. “EVERY DAMN DAY?!” Fab shrieked. Jacques didn’t say a word. He just stood up quietly, walked to the window, and stared out like the night sky held the answers he didn’t want to hear. Caleb glanced at him, noticing the sudden shift. Jacques’ jaw was clenched, fists balled at his sides. Fab leaned in and whispered, “He’s been weird since you asked Blake that. You see it, right?” Before I could respond, the doorbell rang. We all froze. Caleb blinked. “It’s 9:47. Who the hell...?” I got up slowly and opened the door. And there she was Octavia flawless, in stilettos and silk

The morning sun felt like a spotlight I didn’t ask for. It spilled across my bed, too bright, too bold like the universe had no idea what kind of night I’d had. My phone was still face down on the nightstand. I didn’t want to check it. I already knew Jacques hadn’t texted. And Blake probably had.Fab had gone out for coffee, maybe to give me space. Octavia was somewhere in the living room she’d stopped by last night with that dramatic flair of hers and decided not to go back. It was too late, and honestly? I was glad she stayed. I didn’t want to be alone with my thoughts.Caleb was... silent. Which in my world, meant one thing.He was watching.I sat up slowly. Everything ached. My chest. My head.And then I heard it muffled voices. Two of them. Curious, cautious, I padded toward the door, cracked it open just enough to hear.“You’re going to ruin her again,” Caleb said. Low. Angry. Controlled.“I’m not here to talk to you,” Blake snapped back. “I came to see her.”“Of course you did.