All Chapters of Mr. CEO, Your Ex-Wife Is Absolutely Killing It in the Research World!: Chapter 1131 - Chapter 1140

As Miranda passed the reception desk, one of the younger receptionists chirped, “Dr. Stone, was that your boyfriend? He’s so handsome.”“Yeah,” another added. “Dr. Stone, is your boyfriend in the military?”Miranda just smiled at them without answering.But to the receptionists, that was basically the same as a yes.Mike got into his car, but before he pulled away, his sharp eyes landed on a black SUV nearby. It had tailed him to the restaurant earlier, and now it had followed him back to the lab. The sight immediately put him on alert.Was Miranda in some kind of trouble?His brow tightened.Miranda headed straight back to her office, slipped on her white lab coat, and pressed the intercom. “Which conference room is Dr. Declan in?”“Conference Room Three.”She made her way there and found Zion deep in conversation with Dr. Smith.Since it had been a while, Miranda greeted him warmly. “Uncle Zion, you’re here.”“I heard about your breakthrough in blood disease research, so I

On the road at dusk, the fake patrol car disappeared down a side lane and headed toward the reservoir.It finally stopped at an abandoned reservoir maintenance building. A fence enclosed the property, dark tree shadows hung over it, and the whole place felt eerie and deserted.When Miranda was thrown hard onto the ground, she started to come to. Before she could even make out her surroundings, a brutal slap landed across her face.“Bitch, you’re the one who got Mr. Zink’s chemical plant shut down back then, aren’t you?” a thickset man snarled. He grabbed Miranda by the hair and forced her to look at him. “If you hadn’t stuck your nose where it didn’t belong, our guys wouldn’t still be out of work.”Fighting through the pain, Miranda understood immediately that these were Owen Zink’s men. She gritted her teeth and shot back, “Your plant was dumping way over the legal limit. You know exactly how many people in those villages got sick because of it.”“Oh, you’ve still got the nerve t

Miranda suddenly grabbed Felix by the front of his shirt and pleaded hoarsely, “Felix, save him! Please, hurry. Get him to a hospital.”“I’m fine, Miranda.” Mike tried to reassure her. It was obvious she was badly shaken.Felix turned and signaled sharply to his men. “Bring the med kit. Now.”One of the bodyguards immediately brought it over. They moved fast, pressing gauze to Mike’s wound and wrapping it tightly. Mike cooperated without a word. Right now, stopping the bleeding mattered most.Felix’s gaze returned to Miranda. It moved over her face, then the rest of her, silently checking for injuries.Finally, he asked in a rough voice, “Are you hurt?”Miranda shook her head, but her eyes never left Mike. The fear and concern in them were impossible to hide.Mike was looking at her too.For a moment, the two of them seemed to see no one else.“Your injury...” Miranda asked softly, her voice trembling.“It’s nothing serious.” Mike gave her a faint smile, then lifted his eyes

In the hospital room, Miranda was peeling fruit for Mike when she heard a knock at the door. She assumed it was a nurse coming in to change his dressing, so she turned toward the door. The fruit knife nearly slipped from her hand.She stared at the man walking into the room.It had only been one night, but his hair had turned completely gray.She just looked at him without speaking. Something in her chest twisted, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to say.Mike’s gaze also lingered on Felix’s hair for a brief moment before understanding quietly settled in.Felix walked to the bedside with his usual calm composure and set the fruit basket on the nightstand. “How are you feeling, Mr. Lloyd?”“Much better. Thank you for asking, Mr. Gibson.” Mike gave a small nod.Miranda finally pulled herself back to the moment and stood. “Did something happen, or is it...”“Everything is fine,” Felix said in a low voice.His eyes fell on her face. The handprint had faded, but there was stil

At five that evening, Miranda went home and took a shower. Mike had been worried that if she stayed away from Mia for two days, Mia would start to worry, so he told her to head home first. His mother could stay with him at the hospital.Miranda had just finished blow-drying her hair when she heard Mia’s bright, cheerful voice downstairs.“Daddy, look! Mommy’s shoes. Mommy’s home!”Mrs. Young came over with a smile. “That’s right. Your mom is back. She’s upstairs taking a shower.”Felix had just stepped inside. He set Mia’s backpack down on the couch and rubbed a hand over her hair. “Daddy’s heading out.”“Okay, but you have to come pick me up for school on time tomorrow morning.”“I will.” Felix gave her little head another gentle pat. Just as he was about to turn and leave, footsteps sounded from the second-floor stairs.He looked up on instinct.Miranda was coming down, her hair still half dry and loose over her shoulders.Fresh from her shower, dressed in soft, understated