All Chapters of THE EX-WIFE HE COULDN’T DESTROY : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Elysia paused, leaning in just as she heard the name of the book, but unlike some years ago, where panic usually set in, she remained calm, collected. “The woman he could never love?” She raised her gaze to meet that of Orion, tapping her foot on the floor. “What about it?” A huge sigh made its way out of Orion's mouth, and he turned back, running a hand through his hair. “Did you write that book, based on real life events?” “Please don't lie to me.” Not like she was scared when she heard him call out the title of the book, but after the other question, a sense of relief washed over her, and her face was transparent enough to reveal that. “Who told you that?” She inquired, still keeping the eye contact. Orion swallowed the saliva that piled in his mouth, biting his lower lips for a second. “Someone in my company got the information; someone you don't know, so please go on.” “We both partnered,” she began, letting her hair fall as she loosened it, transferring her hands to her w

“Are you ready?” Elysia's voice came in from the sitting room as she packed her hair with a straight face. “If you are still busy, tell me.” “No, not at all ma,’’ it was Malia, waving as she approached Elysia who gestured towards the couch for her to sit on. “It might take a while so I guess it's best you sit down.”The maid turned to the couch for a split second, then to Elysia, before making her way to the couch, but a bit of dissatisfaction appeared on Elysia's face, and without wasting time she used her index to tell the maid to get up, clearing her throat. “Call the other maids please,” she ordered, walking towards the closest air conditioner to her in the sitting room as she waited for the maids, and in less than no time they were at the sitting room already. About right of them; all placing their hand at their front. “Take your seat,” Elysia motioned towards the chair again, taking her seat with a sigh. “So I'm about to share something with you guys, and I want you to pay f

“Mr. Hemsworth,’’ one of the guards there recognized, bowing slightly at Calvin's side, and the latter placed a hand on his shoulder before walking past him. Calvin scanned the house for a while, before taking it all in with an inhale; the weather was friendly so far. “Let's get over with this,” he whispered under his breath, placing the other hand in his pocket as he made his way into the building, meeting a nurse, along with a security guard at the front. “You are here sir,” the nurse said, her gaze darting between the the marbled floor and Calvin, whose gaze was fixed on her… at least, before it went to the guard who greeted too. “Are you Amanda?” He aksed, his baritone voice, a witness to the aura radiating around him— intimidating. “The one I spoke to over the phone to be precise.” The nurse shook her head, her hands firmly clasped at her front. “No sir, Amanda just relayed the information to me, and at the moment she's currently busy in the room.” “I'm Ruth.” “A new worke

Orion's hands were still placed on the iron bridge as he pressed his lips into a thoughtful line, watching the waters from the top. “Are you sure about it?” Elijah pressed, his voice tinged with concern. “You are really going to speak to Jordan about it?” “My mind has been made up already Elijah,” Orion clarified, drumming with his index on the iron. “There's nothing else that can be done.” “Besides, it's not like it's illegal or something,” he added with a face lined with seriousness; he did not even spare Elijah a glance, not even once. The latter sighed, turning away from Orion for the first time. “But you know fully well that it's someone's life, don't you?” “It was our lives in the past okay, and I just want to do some findings, that's all, it's not a big deal or something so what the fuck is wrong with me doing that?!” He barked, rising back to his full height and he brought out his phone from his pocket, searching for a contact almost immediately, but after a while, he pau

Calvin sat on the couch that was some meters away from the bed, clasping both hands together as he bent his head low, facing the ground with different thoughts running through his mind. None of which he said; he just remained there, sitting on that spot since he walked into the room.“We are done sir,” it was Betty, standing at Amanda's side with a tray that contained a syringe and other medical equipment. “But she'll fall asleep in the next twenty to thirty minutes sir.” “Is she strong enough to have this conversation?” Calvin asked, rising to his full height, something that had always made his presence known, along with his cologne. “I mean, will she be able to keep the conversation going for those minutes?” “I'm not sure, but it's highly unlikely,’’ Amanda stated from behind, taking a step forward. “But it's certain that she'd be able to speak for ten minutes.” “The problem we're having these days is that she loses more energy as time goes on,” Amanda added, her gaze darting be