Todos os capítulos de Too Late to Win Me Back, Mr. Ex!: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Morning came like any other day.There was no trace of last night’s chaos—at least, not on the surface.Ethan looked immaculate. His suit fit perfectly, his shirt crisp without a single crease. His hair was neatly styled, his expression calm. As if the man who had sat staring into a glass of wine all night was someone else entirely.But only Ethan knew—nothing was truly over.He made his way down the stairs, already preparing to head to the office. There was something he needed to take care of. Immediately.Downstairs, the atmosphere in the kitchen felt… different.Familiar voices reached him before he even stepped into the dining area. Anna. And his mother. The warm scent of breakfast lingered in the air, drifting softly toward the dining table. Plates were neatly arranged, thin wisps of steam still rising from freshly prepared dishes.His mother stood by the table, inspecting each dish with her usual precision—a habit that never changed. “Don’t make the soup too salty,” she said, he

That morning, the shop was anything but quiet.The bell rang almost nonstop. Orders came in one after another, and Auri barely stopped moving from the moment they opened. Her hands worked swiftly, her steps steady—everything flowing in a rhythm she knew by heart.Even so, she didn’t ignore her condition.There were moments when she paused, sitting back in a chair tucked into the corner of the shop. Not to rest completely—just enough to ease the strain in her body. Gia handled part of the workload, and with orders increasing day by day, Auri had even decided to bring in an intern to help.“Auri, what time is the moth orchid order being picked up?” Gia asked without looking up, her hands busy wrapping another arrangement.“Four this afternoon. Mrs. Hans wants it delivered straight to the venue.”Gia gave a quick thumbs-up.Meanwhile, Auri returned to arranging another bouquet, following the orde

“All right, then. I’ll see you in court. And I won’t make it easy for you to get what you want, Auri.”The words lingered in Auri’s ears for a few seconds, as if they refused to fade even though the call was still connected. She didn’t respond right away. Her fingers tightened slightly around her phone, but her expression remained composed—calm, flat, almost unchanged.“Suit yourself,” she said at last, her tone short and even.She didn’t leave any room for further discussion. Without waiting for a reply, Auri ended the call and slowly set her phone down on the table. The soft tap it made against the surface sounded louder than it should have. For a moment, she simply stared at the dessert in front of her. The sweetness that had caught her attention earlier now felt dull, almost tasteless.Lucas didn’t speak immediately. He glanced at her briefly, then looked away, giving her space without

God.Could this be… the real reason she filed for divorce?Auri finally turned, and their eyes met. For a few seconds, neither of them spoke.“You seem to be enjoying yourself,” Ethan said at last, a faint smirk tugging at his lips—though his gaze remained sharp, almost cutting.Auri didn’t answer immediately. “I’m working.”“Like this?” Ethan flicked a glance at Lucas before returning his attention to her. “Working outside your little shop, while pregnant, and… with another man?”Lucas didn’t interrupt. He simply stood beside Auri—close enough to make his position clear but not stepping into a conversation that wasn’t his to claim. Even so, there was a quiet tension in him, as if he was holding back from defending her outright.“What exactly are you implying?” Auri asked, her tone flat.Ethan smiled faintly, but there

The corridor of the venue fell quiet again after the car carrying Auri sped away. But for Ethan, the silence felt louder than anything before.His jaw remained tight, his fists clenched as if holding back something that kept pushing to break free. He stood there for a few seconds without moving—then suddenly turned, his steps sharp, heavy with tension.“Rick,” he called, his voice cold.His trusted assistant, who had been working in an area not too far from the RedFashion venue, immediately looked up. There was a flicker of hesitation before he approached—Ethan’s expression, which made it clear something was wrong.“Yes, sir?”“I need the CCTV footage from this area. Every angle—especially the lobby. Now.”Rick blinked, caught off guard. “Mr. Ethan, but for—”“Now.” Ethan cut him off. His voice wasn’t raised, but it carried enough edge to s