All Chapters of The EX-Wife Returns : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

The sun was just coming up when Calla's phone rang. She was already awake, sitting at her table with a cup of tea. She looked at the screen. It was Mr.Hughes , her lawyer. She answered. "Yes?" "Ms. Calla" Mr.Hughes said. His voice sounded nervous. "I have it. The information you asked for. And I have the papers for the house ready to be signed." "Good," Calla said. She did not sound surprised. "Meet me at the Calloway estate. In one hour." "The... the estate?" he asked. "Yes. Do you have a problem with that?" Calla asked, her voice cool. "No. No problem. I will be there," he said quickly. Calla ended the call. She finished her tea. It was time to see her new house again, even though she felt satisfied seeing it yesterday but the real work had started today. An hour later, Calla stood in the middle of what used to be Damien's living room. Now, it was a construction site. The air was full of the sounds of hammers and saws. Workers were everywhere. A man with a clipboar

Later, Calla looked at Neva, her face calm and sure. "This changes everything," Calla said. "Now we have more than just his family to use against him. We have his secret." She stood up and looked at her security team. Three of the guards stood ready. "Let's go," Calla said. "It is time to visit the judge." They drove to the judge's house. The lights were still on inside. Calla looked at the house, her hand on her stomach. Judge Harold Miller sat alone in his quiet house. His secretary had left an hour ago. He was tired. The doorbell rang. Who could that be at this hour? he thought, annoyed. He opened the door. A woman stood there. She looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place her. She was well-dressed, and her face was calm but hard. "Can I help you?" he asked, using his important judge voice. The woman smiled, but it wasn't a warm smile. "Hello, Judge Miller. You don't remember me, do you?" She stepped closer, into the light from the hallway. The judge looked at he

The big church doors opened. The noise from the people was loud. Then it got quiet. Everyone turned to look. Calla stood there. She wore a black dress. It was tight and showed her baby bump. A black scarf was on her head. Her lips were bright red. She looked like a vengeance queen.. She walked in. Her shoes made a sound on the floor. She looked around the room. She was not scared. She looked like she owned the place. Then her eyes found Killian at the front. Killian’s heart stopped. Calla? Here? He could not breathe. His face, which had no feeling before, now showed shock. His eyes were wide. He looked at her. He saw her face. He saw her body. He saw her stomach. He saw the baby bump. She is pregnant? He did not know what to think. He felt happy and scared at the same time. He took a step toward her. His hand came up. He wanted to go to her. Vanessa saw it. She saw her new husband look at Calla. She saw his face change. Her smile went away. She got angry. She grabbed

He walked towards the house , holding her in his arms. He opened the door and entered the house walking straight to his room. He placed her on the bed and pulled out his gun placing it on the bedside table. She stared at him, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions. Killian leaned close, his eyes dark. He ran his thumb over her lower lip. “Open your mouth,” he said in a low voice. She did as he said, her heart racing. He kissed her, hard. His tongue pushed into her mouth, demanding and hungry. She gave in, kissing him back with a desperate need. He broke the kiss, breathing hard. “Calla, I need you. I need to be inside you.” She looked into his eyes, her voice shaky. “Killian, I…” But she did not finish. He kissed her again, pushing her back onto the bed. He climbed over her, his body hard and warm. His hands were all over her, touching her everywhere. “You are mine,” he whispered against her neck. “ My love. Mother of my babies. My everything.” She moaned, her body arching und

Calla started walking toward him, slow and confident. For a moment, he thought she was going to kiss him. His breath hitched, eyes going down to her lips. But instead, she stopped right in front of him, opened her purse, and dropping a few cash into his palm. “Thanks for the night,” she said sweetly. “And the premium breakfast.” She winked, turned around, and swayed her hips like she knew exactly what she was doing to him. Killian stared at the bills in his hand, then burst into laughter. “Thanks, ma’am!” he shouted after her, still laughing as she climbed into her car. Killian stood by the door for a moment after Calla drove off, the sound of her car fading into the quiet street. A low chuckle escaped his lips as he stared at the coins she’d dropped in his palm. “Thanks for the night and the premium breakfast,” he murmured under his breath, shaking his head. She still had a way of getting the last word, even when she was walking away. He closed the door and leaned against it