All Chapters of Making Her Ex-husband Regret : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

“You didn't get any help because we didn't want to help you.” Howard's voice rang from the entrance. Next to him was his wife, and together they walked to the stage, joining the four people already there. “Mr and Mrs Angelo.” Logan greeted eagerly, a thirsty and somewhat desperate look clouded his eyes. His mind was turning with the possibility of him getting these people to invest in his company. If he did so, he wouldn't need to bother with anyone else, “It's good that you are here. This woman, who happens to be my ex-wife, is claiming to be your daughter.” He chuckled, “But I know that cannot be true. There is just no way that she is an Angelo.” Howard raised a brow, “No way? And who are you to decide that?” Logan stepped back in shock while Jael moved closer to Marybeth, holding her in her arms. “My daughter, hope no one here has troubled you too much?” She asked her sweetly, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear. “It's nothing that I can't handle mother,” was Marybeth’s

“Did you see their faces?” Marybeth said cheerfully as she chuckled. She was with Cassian in his car, as she had decided to join him. She had just finished telling her family how she would see them later. “You did great out there my dear,” Jael said to her daughter, drawing her into her embrace, “You were calm and showed just how far above them you really are.” She smiled. “Yeah, plus the looks on their faces were absolutely hilarious. It took everything in me not to laugh.” Wayne grinned. “It's good you didn't,” Marybeth replied. “So, you're coming home with us?” Jael asked. Marybeth turned to look at Cassian who was waiting patiently by his car, then she faced her mother and shook her head, “No, not today. I'll be leaving with Cassian.” Jael shot her daughter a knowing smile, “Alright then. You can also tell him that I've decided to hire a planner for the ceremony. Neither of you will need to worry about a thing.” “Thanks, Mom.” She smiled. She stood there watching them as the

Logan paced his room, his steps forceful and heavy, each one leaving an angry thud behind it. Christa was on the bed and was also in a foul mood of her own. Logan’s words at the party painted the picture that he would willingly toss her aside if it meant that he got to be with Marybeth and that was completely unacceptable. She would not be tossed aside like trash. She had thought Logan was like all men she had come across, weak to a pretty and helpless woman and she had planned to milk him of that. To monopolize his attention and his money, she had ruined his marriage, made him neglect his wife and son and that in turn had led to the death of his child, though it’s not like it was a difficult thing to do, if anything it had been relatively easy because Logan had still been hung up on her, so her return was like him getting back something that had been taken away from him. Logan was a way for her to enjoy life after her previous plans had been ruined. The man she had run away with had g

He could hear the shower running, and he tried desperately to keep his mind off the woman who was upstairs and the state of undress that she was in. He forced his mind to focus instead on the stock report that was playing on the television. He listened intensely to the reporter’s voice till it drowned out everything else. He didn’t know how long he had been seated there in the living room watching the news, but the sound of feet on the staircase broke his concentration. There she was, walking down, looking absolutely delectable in his clothes. It had seemed like a good idea earlier, handing her his clothes to wear but now he wanted nothing more than to see those very clothes off her body and on the floor. Calm the fuck down, he admonished himself. Marybeth felt safe enough around him to wear his clothes and even spend the night in his place. It would not be smart of him to ruin that just because his body wanted to follow his dick and not his mind. “What are you watching?” she asked, a

Cassian shot her a look of disgust at those words. “Better?” She scoffed, “Need I remind you that you are engaged to the very woman you cheated on me with and I am married, to your uncle no less.” “Those are all technicalities that we can easily work around.” He replied, eagerly, “I can easily get rid of Christa, that is not any trouble. The only thing that will be troublesome will be you divorcing Cassian.” He spat out that name bitterly. “Divorce?” She shot Cassian an amused look, “You think I am going to divorce him? Why would I?” “Because you love me and you want me back.” He replied exasperated, “I thought we had already established this.” “No you established it.” She shot back, “You’re giving me some half assed apology and expecting me to just accept it like that? I will do no such thing. What you have done to me… the pain you’ve caused me, it is going to take a lot more than an apology to fix it.” “Okay then.” He sighed, “What do you want? Just tell me what you want and I’