All Chapters of Too late Ex! I found my Mr. Right!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Aria’s POV.“Who the hell are you…! Let me go!” Aria’s voice was low and faint… it could barely be heard.She blindfoldedly stretched her hand, searching through the air to grab something.But to no avail… the men were muscular than they looked.“You’re such a tough bitch…” one of them spat, pulling her forward.Aria’s heart pumped so hard… it slammed her rib cage.“Hahaha… she’s pretty too,” another said as they pushed her into a white van and drove off.******“You sure have lots of nerves…” Ethan said as he watched them from afar, gaze icy.Ethan had planned to give Aria a surprise that evening after work…He drove behind as soon as she stepped out of the company.If he wasn’t interrupted by some business call, he would have caught up with her.Ethan watched as the whole scene unfold, yet didn’t make a move.He just stood there… jaws clenched, eyes promising danger.Ethan pulled his phone and dialled for his assistant, Marco.“I want you to track down every white van in this city…

Third person’s POV.The news hit Aria’s phone like a verdict. She stilled, hands pressed on her phone, vision blurry.Her phone had buzzed once and she had ignored it, thinking it was just one of her daily enterprise notifications.Aria hadn’t been herself since last night… She barely moved on her bed that morning.Ethan already left for the office before she opened her eyes. He left a small note and a cup of warm milk on the table before leaving.She was trying to get through the note when her phone started buzzing.Aria didn’t pay attention to it… the day was barely starting, she didn’t want anyone to spoil it.Note: Good morning, Ari… I couldn’t stay longer with you today… I know you’re better now. Don’t forget to take the warm milk I left on the table. Don’t stress out too much, call me when you need anything. Ethan.”A gentle smile curved at the side of her lips. “You sure have your ways of making me happy…” she muttered.Her phone vibrated for the fourth time… she decided to p

Third person’s POV.Aria stepped into her office after she was done with the garage.Andrea’s words pieced through her chest fiercely.Three years of being married to him was actually a total waste of time.He doesn’t even see a value in her, he had always seen her as some local movie producer who always worshipped at his feet in the name of love.Aria yawned softly as she rubbed a hand on her eyes. Deep down she was satisfied at her response to him earlier.He deserved every filthy word that came out of her mouth.“Son of a bitch…” she muttered. The press conference had ended, Gwen was gone to where only she knew.She doesn’t matter anymore, but could still be a threat if not handled carefully.“Good evening, Miss,” a staff member greeted, walking beside her.“How’s the investigation going?” She asked.“Smoothly…”Other staff members bowed their heads as she walked past their desk. Some whispered soundlessly.“Update me on anything you’re finding a problem with. I think that should

Aria’s POVAria slowly opened her eyes to a sterile white ceiling and a steady beep of heart monitor.She gently waved a hand over her face, her breath shallow.Aria quickly jerked upright from the bed, eyes searching, heart racing so fast.She pressed her hands to her head, trying to recall what had happened last night. Aria recalled the drink, how she had tried to please Mr. Audrey and the other two business partners.She remembered how her body grew heavy, her vision blurry, dizziness crashing over her.Her body still felt the hands on her body, how she had struggled to fight her way out but to no avail….“Let me go…” she had pleaded, even when her voice failed her.They almost tore through her dress, they almost ruined her…Their words flashed through her mind.“You’re sure a tough bitch… aren’t you?”And then… a familiar voice cut through the chaos. Ethan’s voice, and then… she blacked out.Aria grabbed the bedsheets to her shoulders, and goosebumps ran through her skin.“He cam

Third person’s POV.Aria dropped her bag in an instant and ran toward her father’s bedside, almost stumbling onto the floor.“Dad…?” She tried to steady her breath, cold chills ran down her spine, but she didn’t show any sign of panic or anxiety. The air in the room felt so cold, that even if a pin drop would echo.Aria leaned slowly, hands tightened on the bed shield.Her eyes searched so hard, as if they would make him move again.Aria’s hand hovered around him, gently, almost touching… but she hung them in the air.“I don’t believe it… Dad, you… moved.” She murmured under her breath.Aria grabbed a seat and sat beside him, eyes sharpened.She cracked her tone slightly, then swallowed hard.“Thank goodness, dad… you can finally get back with us soon…” Aria started.She slid her hands into each other and started rubbing them together in friction.Only the sound of the heart monitor filled the room…Aria watched his chest rise and fell, but something felt off about it…The room looke