Todos los capítulos de THE EX-WIFE HE COULDN’T DESTROY : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Elysia drew a long breath, letting it out after a while. “You know, the last time she called me, she ended the call like something's wrong.” Whenever something like that was brought up, Calvin had always tried to hide the obvious look on his face, but at that moment it was not the same. He was trying to hide something different— the shock that was evident on his face. “A-Are you serious about that?” he stammered, the words barely making it past his lips as his fingers tightened around the sleek cuff of his custom-tailored black Louis Vuitton suit. “I’m talking about her tone now.” “I mean…” he shut his eyes for a second, shaking off the negative thoughts that kept making its way to his head. “We’ve always known Alicia to be fragile; so I'm just curious, what if it was her scared part talking?” Unease surged through Elysia, making way to her face, and even where she was seated, she shifted, pinching the bridge of her nose. “It was something other than that,” her forehead creased

Elysia placed both hands on the mahogany table, locking her eyes on that of Mr. Henderson. “Two weeks ago?” She asked, arching an eyebrow. “Are you sure it's two weeks ago, and not before or after.” “Yes ma, I'm sure about it,” he replied, shrugging. “Is there a problem ma? Or are you yet to see him?” “No,” she shook her head, taking her hands off the table. “Not at all, I'm just curious that's all, since I don't remember having any business with him last two weeks.” “Last week included,” she added, crossing a hand defensively above her chest. “The reception can confirm ma'am,” he pressed, rubbing the under of his lip with his thumb. “I was the one who told him you were not around.” Elysia frowned, sitting on the chair with a sigh. “Did he state his reason for coming here?” “No, he just said he was looking for you, and since I know you two have been meeting for business lately, I responded to him,” the words tumbled out in a rush, and he sighed, burying his face in his palms.

“Is there something you need Mr. Belmont?” It was Calvin, appearing to breach Orion from his line of thoughts.“Something I might be able to help with?” He asked once more, pressing his lips together. All Orion did on that spot was shrug, taking a step closer, seconds after watching Elysia walk out from his field of vision. “At the moment, nothing,” Orion flashed a smile, one that did not reach his eyes, ignoring the fact that it was obvious. “But I can't say.” “Number?” Calvin asked, pressing his thumb and index together as he awaited Orion's response. Since Elysia left him that night— three years ago, he had learnt that most of the things he did for her was out of guilt, and ever since then, he tried to act out of freewill, but still, it felt like he was not trying enough. And maybe, just maybe, he was not trying enough as expected of him. After the incident that happened in ArgonTech meeting room where Orion dismissed the meeting barely after a minute, he felt guilty for his

Seraphina moved from where she was, moving to the huge window in the office where she stopped, chuckling at every passing moment after she heard that familiar voice. Yes, the voice had changed a bit compared to the last time she heard it, maybe deeper, or rougher, but still, she'd recognize it anytime, and anywhere. “Donovan?” She called out of shock, narrowing her gaze on a dark spot on the window, something that needed complete concentration to be noticed. “Is that really you?” For a second, there was silence between them, not until she heard someone giggling, and not long after that, the answer to her question came in. “Yes that's me,” the man's voice was hoarse. “But not the sixteen year old me this time, trust me.” “Just like you, I've also grown, what do you think? I did not betray you did I?”Seraphina placed a hand above her stomach, walking away from her position. “God, it's really you.” “To cut the long story short, just come down, I'm there,” he announced, staring at

“That will be all for today,” the man said, taking the microphone off his mouth, and he turned away from the crowd, gently walking off the stage, and just as murmurs started to erupt from the few numbers of people that were seated there, another man walked up to the stage, picking up a microphone. “We'd love to apologize for what happened,” he started, making sure that they were back to being silent, and Damon, who was at the far right corner watched him from a distance with his hand under his jaw. “The guest had something serious to attend to, so–” he trailed off as the sound of displeasing voices increased, but even at that, he raised a hand, and everywhere became quiet once again.“Once again, we're sorry,” the man repeated, taking a step forward on the stage, and after that, Damon turned his attention from him, focusing on Melissa who was packing her books into her bag. “We'd love to bring to your notice that there will still be room for question and answer, but the time has be