All Chapters of His Regret: Ex Wife I Want You Back: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Say that again." Ivy threatened, her voice cold. "You will do the interview," Sheila muttered once again, her voice fierce and determined. "What?" Ivy's reeling voice echoed. "Yes, that's why I let them direct the email to you." Sheila snarled. "That's not my job, I wouldn't do it." "But you will, you would do the interview, the negotiation as well as the work." Ivy's brows raised and her fist tightened even harder, her knuckles turning white. Where does she get all these nerves? "And I said I wouldn't do it!" "Well.. we'll see about that," Sheila muttered, her lips tilted into a smirk. Ivy's blood boiled in her blood. If they were outside, she'd have slapped her face, but this was the office. She clenched her teeth hard. "You'd better not look forward to it. Word of advice." She muttered. "We'll see to that," Sheila replied, making her more reeled up. She balled her fist tightly and turned to leave. A few minutes later, she arrived at her office. She coul

"Have you lost your manners?" Ivy yelled, her frustration etched on her forehead. Sheila's eyes widened at the condition of her office. "Are you packing?" She queried, with a slight smirk on her lips. It was obvious she wanted her to leave. "I'm taking some books out why?" Ivy lied, she wouldn't give her the satisfaction of making her feel she was leaving the office for her. "Ow alright, so how is it? I told you right? You'll do it, you don't have a choice." She muttered, mockery filled in her voice. "Yes I'm doing it, not because you asked me to, but because Ryder my husband asked me to do it, due to your lack of experience," Ivy muttered, then smirked at her face. She could see Sheila ball her fist beside her. Her forehead slowly deepened into a frown. Ivy was right, she had no experience being an MD. Even when she still owned her company, she wasn't always around to manage any deals. Sheila was always interested in clubbing with her friends. And how her company was hij

Her pupils dilated as she walked closer, the sound of her heels adding to her elegance. "So you think you can shop here hun? Does this look like a thrift store to you?" She mocked. Ivy bit her lower lip. Sheila seems not to have any other things going on in her life except her and Ryder. "This b!tch." Ivy cursed under her breath, trying to maintain her composure. Ignoring her, she walked up to Larisa. "Let's get out of here." She muttered. Larisa's brows raised. "Why?" She asked. Just then Sheila came behind them. "I know you'd come here with your minion." Larisa couldn't help but glare. Inside her, she was a bit scared as she might get sacked. Then she agreed with Ivy. They had to leave, but then this was the best place to shop for the pretty dress Ivy would need for Grandpa Walton’s birthday. "Why don't we just buy this then we leave?" Larisa suggested, showing Ivy the dress she had in her hands. It was beautiful too. As they talked to the sales rep, ign

Ivy lay on her bed with her eyes wide open. She wondered where her husband had gone with Sheila. Figuring she couldn't deal with this alone, she decided to put in a call to Larisa. But after calling several times, Larisa never picked up. Deep sighs escaped her lungs. Larisa was an early sleeper, maybe she had fallen asleep. She was now alone in her dilemma, alone in her marriage, with nobody to comfort her or distract her even for a moment. She was losing her husband to his ex. With so many thoughts jumbled in her mind, Ivy finally drifted off to sleep. -------- Light rays pierce through her window into the room. She turned around on the bed. Her eyes opened slowly and suddenly opened wide as they stopped on Ryder in front of the mirror. She placed her head back on the pillow, admiring the back of the man who had chosen to disrespect her and neglect their marriage. Their bond was dying yet Ryder couldn't make it right. When did he get home last night? Ivy

‎Ivy's heart thumped faster in her chest. Was this it? Getting found out this way? She balled her fist under the table, her jaw clenching harder. ‎This b!tch Lucielle. Set to expose her now. ‎"Ivy, is that true?" Her mother-in-law's voice came through. ‎Ivy bit on her lower lip. Getting cringed by all these eyes on her. Even Grandpa Walton's eyes were on her with such a beaming expression. Oh, how she wished she could say the truth, to make Grandpa Walton happy. But she wasn't sure of her marriage anymore. She wasn't sure if Ryder was apt enough to be her baby's father anymore. ‎Tears threatened to well up in her eyes. She had always wanted to make Grandpa Walton happy for loving her so much by giving him a great-grandchild, and now that it was here, she couldn't even tell him. This broke her heart ‎"Ivy.." Ryder called, confused by her silence. ‎"No.. I've been eating anyhow lately, that's why." She muttered. ‎"Of course.. It's unusual for you to get pregnant." Sarah co