All Chapters of Mr. Sterling, Your Ex-wife is a Famous CEO : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Adrian stared at his phone.Arabella's contact.“Should I call?"He paced."Will she be angry? Will she think I'm bothering her?"Mumbling to himself.Axel sat beside him.Already dressed for therapy.Watching his father pace and mutter.Dad was acting weird.Weirder than usual.He poked Adrian's shoulder.Held up his tablet."Are we leaving or not?”Adrian ruffled his hair."Let's wait a bit. Maybe Mom will come.”Axel slumped back.Frowning.Arabella hadn't come home all week.She worked remotely. Didn't cook for him. Didn't tuck him in.Didn't keep her promise.He felt it again.That empty feeling.He missed her waffles.Not that he'd tell herHe typed furiously.Shoved the tablet at Adrian."Leave NOW or I'm not going.”Adrian hesitated.Axel looked furious.Dr. Stanley always said: calm mind before therapy.This was the opposite of calm."Fine. Let's go."Adrian grabbed his keys.Axel followed, still scowling.Adrian checked his watch.4:23 PM.He'd texted her the appointment ti

Arabella stepped out of Axel's room.Closed the door gently behind her. Adrian was leaning against the hallway railing.Waiting.He straightened when she appeared. "Is he asleep?"She nodded. “You know, we will need to hire a nanny for when you're too busy or exhausted.” Arabella couldn't deny that.She'd only be fooling herself to think she could handle everything alone. “Leave it to me. I will find someone trustworthy.” Adrian didn't argue. Silence She moved to the railing.Stood beside him.Back to him, looking down at the foyer below. "Your mother's been quiet lately."Arabella kept her voice low."She barely says anything anymore. Even when I 'cross the line.'" She air quoted. Adrian turned to face the foyer.Leaned on the railing. "Maybe because you stopped being a—"He hesitated."—pushover."He regretted it immediately.Arabella's laugh was dry."So it's my fault I let them bully me?” "That's not how I meant—""You're right though."She exhaled. She'd had her reas

Sunday afternoon was fun and chaotic. Axel sat amidst the mess on the kitchen island, trying his hand at rolling the dough into shapes.Arabella tried to keep things clean, but with Adrian and Axel around, it was impossible. Flour dusted across the surface, bowls everywhere, dough clinging stubbornly to anything it touched. “No—like this,” she said, guiding Axel’s hands, steady and patient.He tried again. Messier this time.Adrian watched, attempting to follow along, but his dough looked nothing like hers.“Why does mine look like this?” he asked.“Because you’re rushing,” she said, glancing at his hands. “Slow down. Fold it in, then press—gently, not like you’re fighting it.”Adrian stared at her a little too long, while keeping a straight face. “What? Something on my face?” She'd been careful not to get messy after mocking Adrian yesterday. “Yes.” He reached forward.Dabbed her cheek with his flour-covered palm. Axel looked at Adrian. They both laughed. Arabella finally g

Arabella's eyes locked on the floor.Her heart raced as Adrian reached for the earbud.“What are you listening to that got you so startled?” Adrian asked as he stared at the earbud. Arabella’s grip around the hem of her pajamas tightened. ‘No. I can't let him hear it.’ Not until she found all the evidence she needed. He could ruin her plans. This was his mother. No one would want to believe their mother had something to do with their father's death. She had to do something. Adrian was already raising the earbud to his ear. Arabella couldn't wait any longer. She lounged forward. Rose on her tiptoes.Closed her eyes. Pressed his lips against his. Adrian froze. His eyes wide. The earbud slipped from his hand back to the floor. Everything froze. Arabella pressed her fist on her beating chest, squeezing her eyes tighter as she prayed this worked.Adrian didn’t move at first. Shock held him still, breath caught somewhere between question and instinct.Then something shifted.

Arabella finally composed herself after several minutes of trying. She stepped out of the stall, washing her face in the sink. She stared at her reflection. Eyes red, water dripping slowly. She finally stopped thinking about her past and more about her plans. She hadn't heard the rest of their conversation. Did Serena succeed in convincing Adrian to drop these charges again?Arabella scoffed, drying her face with a handkerchief. “Fine, then I will just have to deal with him first to avoid messing up my plans.” She mumbled to herself. She dabbed her face up with a little make up on her face. As she walked out of the washroom, she pulled out her phone and dialed Chadwick's number. He answered on the second ring. “Leave everything let's brainstorm on Adrian Sterling.” By the time she reached the office, Gavin was sitting across from Adrian. Their eyes locked in the distance. Arabella noticed the crease in his brow in an instant, like he was worried about something. Gavin tu