All Chapters of Ex-husband, You Broke The Wrong Woman : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

[Asher] I had my gaze fixed on just one person and that was none other than Raphael Thorne. I made sure to watch every one of his movements, of course without making it obvious. He was seated with his twin brother Matteo Thorne who has made a name for himself in entertainment. Matteo is currently one of the highest-paid actors in the whole of the United States. "You seem distracted," Vienna's sultry voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I glanced at her, flashing her a smile before taking a slow sip from my wine. Just before I could respond to her, the emcee's voice boomed out again, this time louder. "And lastly, among our distinguished guests this evening, we are proud to recognize Miss Elena, CEO of El Interiors. Recently, she transformed a home once shadowed by grief into a sanctuary of light and peace for former Governor Reynolds, reminding us all that creativity is not merely aesthetic, but a force that can heal, inspire, and transform lives. Miss Elena, if you’re here w

[Elena]"And what business does a murderer have to do in a place where she doesn't belong?"I spun around only to find Vienna standing beside me, a glass of wine in her hand and a big fake ass smile plastered on her face.My eyes shifted from her to the exact place she was sitting with Asher but the seats were now empty.I turned my attention back to her, letting my gaze drag down her body. "Excuse me. Were you talking to me?" I asked, raising one brow at her as I took another sip from my wine.Vienna chuckled, but I could see it clearly. The way her eyes darkened, the way her jaws were clenched tightly."I see," she mumbled, taking another step closer. "So the little helpless thing now has the right to talk back at me just because she survived and did not die on the spot?"My brow creased immediately. I swallowed, my hand pausing mid-air with my glass as I stared back at her. "And what is that supposed to mean? Died where? Survive what?""Someone as evil as you is supposed to be dead

[Elena]Well if I thought this trip was going to end in just a few days or maybe a week then I must have been joking.Sure I got what I always wanted, exposure for my business but I didn't know it would come with such force.I shifted my gaze from my laptop back to Aurora who was sprawled on the couch of my hotel room as she sipped her morning coffee, her eyes moving from me to her own laptop."Miss Elena, the emails are still coming in. A lot of them want to meet us as soon as possible." Aurora said yet again and I swallowed hard.We had a whole lot of companies and individuals that reached out earlier before we even came to Boston and just right after the gala last night, our emails have been blowing up nonstop."You have to follow up accordingly and did you contact Mr Calder like I said?""I did and he said he'll be back in Boston tomorrow morning and we can meet him up as soon as he lands.""Okay.""Miss Elena," Aurora called and I raised my eyes from the past projects I was caref

[Elena] "Oh, hello Mr Raphael," I mumbled, my fingers curling around the phone as I tried to steady my voice. I could hear the faint rustling of papers from his end. "I did say I’d reach out earlier than you expected. How are you, Miss Elena?" A small smile tugged at my lips before I could stop it. "I’m doing amazing. And you?" "I’m well, thank you. I noticed your card lists Seattle as your base — are you still in Boston at the moment?" I paused, tilting my head slightly. "Yes, I’m still here for the time being" "Excellent," he said smoothly. "Would it be possible for us to meet tomorrow? I have a project I’d like to discuss in person." I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. "That works. What time are you thinking?" He paused for a moment before his next words came, measured and deliberate. "I'm available at 2 pm tomorrow, would that be convenient for you?" "Sure, that works for me too." "Perfect, and I’d like to send a car to pick you up — makes things easier, of course.

[Asher]Something was wrong with me. That was definitely the only way I could explain the madness I displayed back there.Cause why?Why the hell did I lose my cool seeing Elena walk into the Thorne's building and not just any part of the building, but the executive floor, the one few were allowed to access, the floor where only Raphael’s closest associates—or people he personally invited—ever got to step foot.I had come to Raphael for a collaboration on a major project. The meeting had gone smoothly than I expected, and the negotiations were efficient. But what I didn't fucking expect was to walk out and see Elena walking right into his floor?And Thorne walking the fuck out himself to fucking welcome her?Was that why he kept staring at his watch during our meeting?My jaw clenched as I walked into the passenger seat allowing Tristan to drive.The moment I strapped my seatbelt, Tristan turned toward me, his brow creasing together."You didn't act surprised back there, I remember as