Semua Bab No Second Chances, Ex-husband: Bab 131 - Bab 140

ROMAN'S POV“Another day of coming to my place without letting me know,” Lauren said, leaning casually against her front door. Her arms crossed.I hesitated for a fraction of a second, weighing how to respond. I couldn’t let her think I was careless or inconsiderate, but at the same time, I needed to maintain my own calm presence. “Well, technically I told you I was going to come over so we could finish the conversation we were having at my office,” I said, hoping that could counteract the accusation and remind her that this visit was purposeful.Lauren tilted her head slightly, the expression on her face unmistakably skeptical. “That was two days ago,” she said, her voice carrying a slight tinge of frustration. “And you said you were going to come that evening.” She added. And it almost sounded like she was more annoyed that I didn’t show up that evening than the fact that I showed up here unannounced I let out a small sigh knowing she had cornered me, I hoped she wouldn’t remember

ROMAN'S POVI don’t usually get important emails on that particular account. To be honest, I hadn’t even logged into it in over a year. I used it back when I had to sign up for online newsletters and subscriptions that I never cared to open. My business email was the one that got all the serious messages — the contracts, client deals, and company alerts.So who could possibly be sending something to this old address now?I looked deeper and half-distracted as everyone else continued eating. The sound of spoons gently clinking against plates filled the air. But my focus had already shifted somewhere else entirely.When I tapped the email icon, my attention sharpened the moment I saw the sender: Medigen Hospital.That name… it made me pause. I hadn’t been there in over two years, not since I did a general check-up and stored my DNA sample for a long-term health profile. It was part of a business insurance package, nothing more.So why were they contacting me now?Curiosity took over, a

ROMAN'S POV“Why don’t we head back to the living room,” Lauren said finally, breaking the silence that had been hanging between us Her voice pulled me out of my thoughts, grounding me for a moment. I gave a small nod and motioned for her to go ahead, but Aria was the first to move, her feet pattering lightly against the floor as she walked ahead of us. Lauren followed right behind her, and I took up the rear, my gaze flicking between them. Watching them walk together like that, it stirred something inside me that I couldn’t quite put into words.When we entered the living room, the sound of loud laughter immediately filled the space. Tessa’s voice carried through the air, light and carefree, as though she didn’t realize or care that half the house could hear her. She was on a call, talking animatedly and laughing like she was in a private comedy show. Then, right on cue, my phone buzzed again in my pocket.I let out a quiet sigh. It was like the universe had decided to test how muc

CASSANDRA'S POV “Wait,” I said, blinking a few times, unsure if I’d heard her correctly. “Did I hear you right, or have I just been standing in the sun for too long?” Sofia chuckled softly, crossing one leg over the other. “You heard me right. I just got off the phone with him, as you know, and he wants to speak with you. It’s important.” Her tone was calm, confident as if this was a perfectly normal thing. But my body froze for a moment, my mind immediately racing. I stared at her face, trying to read something, anything in her expression that would tell me if she was joking or if this was some kind of trap. Important? What could be so important that her husband wanted to talk to me? I wasn’t sure if I should be flattered or worried. Sofia and I had become close enough to call ourselves friends, maybe even allies, but even allies had limits. We shared information, planned things together, gossiped over coffee but we’d never crossed certain lines. I hadn’t been to her house befo

ETHAN'S POVIs she some kind of clown? When Sophia had been telling me about all their discussions I thought she was a smart person — the one who had approached Sophia with the whole idea of bringing down Lauren. That made sense. Strategy. Initiative. A woman who could smell opportunity and pounce. So why, then, would she even think I would want to hand her a position like that?I’m still a businessman. Businessmen need proof. Proof that you’re good at what you do. Proof that you will deliver results, that you can cut through politics and ego, and actually bring value to the bottom line. Paychecks aren’t charity; they’re investments. Investors want returns, not promises. They want numbers, not whining. When it comes to Cassandra, I don’t see proof. All I see is failure wrapped in excuses. If she was as competent as she claims, she would have gotten the role she says Lauren stole from her. She would be the one sitting in some corner office now, barking orders, closing deals. But she i