All Chapters of The Ex-Wife’s Mega Comeback: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

“But—” Cassie started once more, knowing exactly how grand and public Franklin usually made every important event in his life, which meant the media attention alone would turn their wedding into a massive spectacle.Franklin seemed to read her thoughts immediately, his lips curving into a small knowing smile.“We’ll keep it small,” he assured her gently. “Only close friends and family will be there.”He began listing names with a quiet confidence that revealed how carefully he had already thought everything through.“Since Frederick and Sienna will be away on their honeymoon, Rose, Corrine, Julius, and Adrian will be able to attend without them suspecting anything ahead of time.”Cassie thought he had finally finished speaking, but the moment she tried to respond again, Franklin continued with another soft smile.“And whenever you feel ready in the future,” he said warmly, “we can celebrate with the biggest wedding anniversary anyone has ever seen, because in this family we only get m

Franklin stood behind Cassie with that familiar smirk curving across his lips, the kind of expression that carried a mix of confidence, mischief, and pure possessiveness, and as his arms wrapped around her from behind his hands moved over her body with an easy familiarity that always made her melt, his fingers pressing into her breast through the thin layer of fabric that still covered her.Cassie’s breath caught in her throat as his fingers kneaded slowly, firmly, sending a wave of warmth through her body that made her instinctively reach for the hem of her top as if she wanted to pull it off and give him the access he clearly wanted, yet the moment her fingers brushed the fabric Franklin caught her wrist with a quiet chuckle that rumbled low in his chest.“No, babe,” he murmured close to her ear, his voice thick with amusement and possession as his hand returned to her breast, his thumb pressing against her through the cloth while the other hand hel

Franklin and Tristan arrived just in time for the wedding rehearsal, stepping into the grand ballroom of the luxury hotel Sienna had chosen as the venue, a place so extravagant that every surface gleamed under carefully arranged lighting and every corner carried some kind of elaborate decoration meant to impress anyone who walked through the doors.The moment they entered, it became clear that Sienna had spared absolutely no expense in turning the event into something that felt more like a royal ceremony than a wedding rehearsal.Tristan and little Rose were already being guided into place by one of the wedding coordinators, the two children assigned their roles as page boy and flower girl while they practiced walking down the aisle together with shy excitement written across their faces.On the opposite side of the aisle, Sienna’s friends Pearl and Audrey stood in their casual dresses, both of them acting every bit the part of devoted bridesmaids while they chatted quietly between in

Violet pressed her palm against her cheek the moment Sienna’s hand struck her, the sting spreading across her skin with a heat far sharper than she had expected, and although she knew very well that she did not have the physical strength to challenge her older sister, one thing Violet had never lacked was a sharp tongue and the courage to use it when someone crossed the line.Her eyes burned with fury as she glared back at Sienna.“You two-timing, money-draining evil bitch,” Violet snapped without hesitation, the words pouring out before she could even consider softening them. “What gives you the right to hit me like that?”Sienna’s temper surged immediately at the insult, her hand rising again in the air as though she intended to strike Violet a second time.Before the blow could land, another figure hurried down the hallway toward them.Vivian arrived just in time to grab Sienna’s wrist, her sharp eyes moving between the two daughters with growing irritation.“What is going on here?

Franklin had already prepared his response long before Frederick asked the question, and when the moment came he delivered it smoothly, his tone polite yet firm enough to make it clear that the decision had already been made.“I’m afraid I won’t be able to attend,” Franklin explained calmly. “Another friend of mine is getting married next week, and I promised I would be there because the bride happens to be Sisi’s best friend.”For a brief moment Frederick felt an unexpected desire to pause everything surrounding him, because curiosity about this mysterious Sisi had been growing quietly in his mind ever since Franklin first mentioned her, and part of him wished he could meet the woman who had clearly become such an important figure in his brother’s life.Unfortunately, the reality of the situation left him no such opportunity. Every detail of the next few weeks had already been arranged with careful planning and si