Semua Bab Let's Divorce, Mr. CEO!: Bab 1 - Bab 9

A sharp slap landed on Vicktor’s left cheek. Lucy flinched, clutching Kelly, who suddenly burst into frightened tears. Amora stood tall in the doorway, her eyes bloodshot, her chest heaving with the emotions that threatened to explode.“Do you think I’m a woman you can trample on as you please, Vick?!” Amora’s scream echoed through the grand living room.Vicktor held his cheek, still stunned.“It’s not like that, Amora. I was only—”“Shut up!” Amora snapped, pointing a trembling finger at him. “You brought this whore into my house? Right before my eyes?! Have you lost your mind?!”Lucy tried to speak, her voice shaky. “Amora, please don’t say that in front of Kelly. I’m not a whore, I still have my dignity, Amora!”Amora’s head whipped toward her, eyes blazing. “That child? A child born of betrayal? And you still dare to talk about dignity?”Kelly sobbed harder, her small face pressed against Lucy’s stomach.“That’s enough!” Vicktor roared at Amora, his voice filling the room as he st

The car sped forward. Rain began to fall, accompanying Amora as she rushed to the hospital after receiving the news that her father was in critical condition. Raindrops streaked across the windshield in uneven lines, and Amora’s own tears streamed down her cheeks.When she arrived, Amora hurried inside the large hospital. Her heart trembled violently the moment her eyes caught sight of Vicktor standing not far from the emergency room. The wound of betrayal resurfaced, bringing back a pain she could hardly contain.She was about to step inside, but Vicktor’s voice stopped her.“Amora…” he called softly.Amora turned, her gaze bitter and sharp.“Why is Father in critical condition? Did he have an accident, Vick?!”Her question froze Vicktor in silence. His mind scrambled for an answer. He couldn’t possibly tell her the truth—that Robert had gone to see Lucy at her residence.“Mommy said Daddy slipped in the bathroom and passed out. Maybe his heart condition relapsed again.”Vicktor was

After Amora’s departure, the party resumed as if nothing had happened. Glasses clinked, music thumped once more, and the guests’ laughter filled the room. Vicktor stood with a blank expression, not even considering chasing after the woman who had stood by him long before he became anyone of importance.Lucy, who had been sitting sweetly at his side, smiled in satisfaction. Her shame had long vanished, replaced by a swelling sense of triumph. This is the moment. My revenge has finally begun, she thought, gazing at Vicktor with eyes brimming with smug delight.As the music took over the room again, people gradually began to forget the commotion from earlier. Laughter echoed once more, and the beat grew louder. But the calm didn’t last long.Suddenly, the sound of the large doors creaking open thundered through the hall. A middle-aged woman with piercing eyes stepped inside.“Turn off the music!” she commanded loudly.The melody was cut short. Silence fell instantly, thick with tension.

“Wait, let me answer this call first. I’ll explain later, Darling,” Jessica said hurriedly, her face looking tense. She quickly rushed out of the room, as if trying to escape her daughter’s gaze.Amora, still seated where she was, could only watch her mother’s back disappear behind the door. Something felt strange. That warm smile from earlier had suddenly vanished the moment the phone rang.Is Mommy hiding something from me? she wondered, her brows knitting in suspicion.Before she could dwell on her thoughts, two nurses entered the room. “Miss Amora, it’s time to move you to the recovery room,” one of them said with a friendly smile.Amora nodded faintly. She didn’t protest, merely laying back down on the hospital bed. The two nurses carefully pushed her bed toward another room. A complete recovery was waiting ahead; the wounds from her plastic surgery had to heal perfectly before she could begin a new life..Two days passed. Finally, the moment Amora had been waiting for arrived—t