All Chapters of Divorcing Mr CEO : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The morning sun shone brightly over the Lordblackwood mansion. Its golden light reflected off the polished glass windows and the high white walls, making the entire compound glimmer. The driveway was wide, stretching across the ground. As Serena and Max drove into the compound, the mansion looked impressive, commanding, almost untouchable. The iron gates opened smoothly, revealing the green lawns and the marble paths that led to the main house. Several bodyguards stood still near the entrance, watching carefully as the car approached. Their faces were serious, their posture stiff and disciplined, every movement calculated. Serena parked at the designated slot, her heels clicking lightly against the stone floor as she stepped out of the car. Max followed her, his hand brushing against hers as they walked. In the motion of taking her bag from the car, Serena skillfully slid the small vial of poisonous drug into her pocket without Max noticing. Her heart beat fast, but

The moment Serena walked into the house, the sweet scent of roses and expensive perfume filled her nose. It was the kind of smell that made the whole room feel alive, warm, and soft. The lights in her room glowed brightly, pouring a golden shine across her face and body. The air felt rich and scented, like the inside of a perfume bottle. She smiled, closing her eyes for a second to take in the fragrance, then sniffed again with quiet pleasure before walking deeper into the room. She perched gently on the edge of her bed, crossing her long legs. The bedsheets were smooth and neatly arranged, the silk shining under the soft glow of the light. After a few seconds, she stood up again and walked to her wardrobe. The tall wardrobe stood like a silent guard in the corner, filled with rows of expensive clothes and memories of beautiful nights. Serena opened it slowly, her hand brushing through the rich fabric of her luxury dresses. She was searching for something special, something th

The next morning dawned slowly over Blackwood Mansion. The sun rose behind the tall iron gates, spreading a soft golden glow across the wide compound. The gentle air carried the scent of trimmed flowers and fresh grass. The fountain in the middle of the yard sparkled under the morning light, its water dancing quietly.By the parking slot, two bodyguards stood in their black suits, their hands folded neatly behind them, their eyes moving around the compound with alertness. The air was calm and cool, but the stillness held a quiet power, the kind that filled every corner of the mansion with a sense of quiet wealth and order. Inside the mansion, the silence stretched from one corridor to another. The curtains in the rooms moved lightly with the breeze that came through the open windows. The light crawled softly across the marble floor, touching everything in its path. In one of the rooms upstairs, Lira lay on her bed. The soft ray of the sun crept through the white curtain and shon

After a few minutes, Lira was discharged, and they left the hospital. On their way home, the sun streamed into the car, warm golden rays spilling across the seats, touching every corner and mixing with the cool breeze that came through the windows. The air was soft, carrying a quiet freshness that made everything feel calm yet alive. Damian held the steering wheel with a relaxed smile, his eyes focused ahead but clearly enjoying the moment. Beside him was lira, who was glaring at him slightly, with a small smile playing on her lips. At the back was Eloise, who was scrolling quietly on her phone, with a content look on her face. She felt relief and joy seeing Lira regain her memory, knowing that the storm had passed for now. Soon the car turned into a long driveway lined with trees, the afternoon sun making the leaves shimmer. Damian glanced at Lira, and their eyes met for a brief moment. A deep smile spread across his face as he leaned slightly closer to her and mu

The morning sun shone gently through the tall windows of the Blackwood mansion, scattering golden light across the polished marble floor. The light reached the dining room, glinting off the silver cutlery and reflecting softly on the crystal glasses neatly arranged on the table. The aroma of sizzling bacon and freshly baked pancakes filled the air, blending perfectly with the faint smell of brewed coffee that lingered from the kitchen. In the dinning, the table was carefully set, every plate, fork, and glass were in its proper place.At the head of the table, Harold sat, munching on his food with calmly bites. Across from him, sat Serena who was eating quietly. Her movements were precise and controlled, even though her mind was far from the breakfast before her. Beside her, was Max. Who was playing lightly with his fork, taking a bite here and there, trying to make the morning meal a game. Around them, were uniformed maids standing with attention, ready to step in if anyone n