All Chapters of Making Her Ex-husband Regret : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Her eyes darted open. Well, it was more like they opened peacefully. She felt a sense of inner peace, something she hadn't experienced since everything began. It was hard to imagine that she would ever feel so at peace. Her eyes darted around the space. She recognized this place- this was Cassian's room. Cassian's room! She sat up, her hand resting on something firm and hard. Stealthily she stared at it. There was something under the bed sheet. Curious she poked it, the thing groaned in response. “Mhmmm, you know, if you're that eager for another round all you have to do is ask,” Cassian said, his head appearing from under the bed sheets. “Ah!” She exclaimed, “Cassian, it's you.” “It is.” He raised a brow, “Why? Were you expecting someone else?” A blush fell on her cheeks, “W-what? No, not at all. It's just, you're still in bed.” “Where else am I supposed to be?” He tilted his head in confusion. “It's nothing,” she dismissed, “don't worry about it.” “Okay then.” He got up, the

Night came. There was no Logan. Only the cold loneliness of the empty bed. She stomped her feet in frustration. He had snuck away. Logan had acted like she was some nuisance he had to run away from. The thought baffled her. She sighed in disgust, at the turn of things, at how it now seemed as though Logan was tired of her. She rubbed her small belly tiredly. This was becoming too much to handle. Of course, there was a way that she could handle things, her mind went to the burner phone that she had. Should she call him? Was it worth it? He would probably charge her an exorbitant amount for what she had in mind but it would benefit her in the long run. She'd have to present it in a way that would entice him. She left her pacing position for the closet. She pushed the clothes hanging aside and reached for the false wood board behind them. The wood gave with very little effort from her, she had to change her hiding position, she thought to herself as she brought out a box. A box that had

“Octavia!” The table greeted, or rather what was left of the table anyway. What was once a full table of six had now been reduced to a measly three. With her, Ezekiel, and Mabel being all that was left of their once cheery team. The three of them were merely grasping at straws, waiting patiently and hopefully for a better opportunity to find them, the same way it found their other three friends. “Hey, guys.” She greeted, false cheerfulness evident in her tone as her voice cracked approaching them. “You good?” Mabel asked, eyes watching her worriedly. “Of course I'm good. Why wouldn't I be?” She asked, feigning ignorance. “I mean, you just came out of the office of the man whose world is crumbling around him looking like death warmed over, so of course it is important to ask.” Ezekiel said, “Well? How did it go? How did he take it?” “Were there any outbursts?” Mabel chimed in, “Did he demand you get out of his office immediately?” “Was that how he reacted to you guys?” She asked t

This was something he couldn't wrap his head around. All of a sudden he was in a meeting with this Guy person, who looked like a straight man trying too hard to be gay, and Christa was there. Christa who was supposed to be at home, resting, like the doctor told her to. He rubbed his temples, feeling yet another headache. This has been happening to him too much now. Sometimes he just wanted someone to perform a lobotomy on him so that he wouldn't have to think anymore but sadly that couldn't happen. “50 million?” He asked in disbelief, “To kidnap one person?” Guy tutted in response, “you wound me Mr Renfry. This is as fair a price as any. I mean it's not some run of the mill normal everyday person you want to snatch up. No. It's the newly revealed daughter of the great Angelou enterprise. You know what that means?” He paused, waiting for a response, when Logan offered him none he continued, “It means she has a ton of eyes on her, the media, businesses. She's a public figure.” “Okay

Cassian contacting her that day was not something she had expected. Given that they had agreed to see each other in about a week or so, though they hadn't said no one should contact the other. So though it was a surprise it still pleased her. “Hello Cassin.” She greeted him warmly through the phone. “Hello gorgeous.” He greeted in reply, equally as warm. She could hear the smile in his voice. “You're contacting me. Didn't we say we'd meet each other later in the weekend?” She asked. “What? You're not happy to hear my voice?” He said and she could picture the look in his eyes as he said that. “No, I am.” She replied quickly, “I really am. But still… Why did you call, Cassian?” “Some interesting news just fell into my lap. I thought you should hear it.” She waited a beat but he didn't continue, “well? What did you hear?” She finally asked. “Um, I'd prefer we meet instead. So I can tell you this in person.” He said. “My my Cassian.” She smiled to herself, “Is this an elaborate pl