All Chapters of Ex-husband Last Regret: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Vivian pov Just thinking about the way Dominic had seen Jimmy in the video last night made my blood run cold. I vividly remembered Dominic saying that he would never let me have his child; if it ever happened, he would make sure that child was just an accident. Jimmy was my greatest weakness, and I would not allow anything to happen to him. Even though the sun was shining brightly, I felt a chill run through my body, my teeth chattering in response. Slowly, I turned around, my eyes filled with a cold mist as I looked at Dominic. "What do you want to say?" Dominic handed me a photo, his interest piqued. "Isn't it rude to take a picture without permission?" The photo showed me with a youthful, sweet smile, while in the background, Dominic was animatedly chatting with someone. He had been so dazzling back then; I had cautiously approached him and quietly snapped the picture. I had kept that photo hidden away in my family's cabinet, never expecting Dominic would dig it out. I snatched th

Vivian pov I suddenly saw Dominic Blackwood grab Lincoln Walter's wrist, pulling him close enough to speak in a tone only the two could hear. "I heard your brother has been getting a lot of attention from Garrison lately. If you end up trending right now, do you think the old man will kick you out of the boardroom?" Lincoln Walter immediately calmed down. With the elite of Paris gathered at the party, if he got into a physical altercation with Dominic, who knew how the media would twist the story? I might even get dragged into it, and then what face would he have left to pursue me? He glanced at me, then took my hand and, in a gentlemanly manner, kissed the back of my delicate hand. "Vivian, since someone else is trying to steal the spotlight, please make sure to save the honor of dancing the first walk with you for me." Before I could respond, Lincoln quickly stepped back, as if the earlier tension had been nothing but an illusion. Dominic Blackwood 's expression darkened. He held m

Vivian pov As Isabella Blackwood walked over, her group of friends immediately gathered around her, chattering excitedly. "Isabella, is your brother really going to remarry me? It seems like you two sisters-in-law might have a chance to rekindle things!" "This country bumpkin cleaned up pretty well; she practically has all the men in the room under her spell." "Just now, Dominic and Lincoln almost got into a fight over me. That was something!" Isabella scoffed, "I'm just a second-hand item trying to catch men's attention with my flirty antics. If it weren't for me clinging to her brother, there's no way he'd let me come to this dinner. A woman like me will never set foot in the Blackwood family home again!" "What about me and Lincoln?" Isabella gritted her teeth, "What else? I'm flirting with her brother while trying to get Lincoln's attention, wanting to play both sides." "Tsk, women like me really have no shame. They'll do anything for wealth and status." "Ha! A woman like me shoul

Vivian pov A group of burly bodyguards immediately surrounded me. From her elevated position, Nancy Helen looked down at me with disdain. Isabella Blackwood had made a fool of herself tonight. Even though Nancy knew it was for her own good, the fact remained that the mess had originated from her. It was only a matter of time before Isabella would hold a grudge against her. So, Nancy thought, the only way to relieve her frustration was to let me embarrass myself even more. With me in the spotlight, the media, eager for a story, would naturally overlook Isabella's antics out of respect for Dominic Blackwood. I, however, showed no signs of panic. A provocative smile curled at the corners of my lips. "Ms. Helen, have you studied the art of deception? Just a moment ago, you were all smiles trying to befriend me, and now you’re showing your true colors." Nancy gritted her teeth. "You little brat, stop pretending to be innocent! If it weren't for your schemes against Isabella, she wouldn't

Vivian pov I tried to pull my hand away, but the his grip was like a vice, firmly holding my wrist. I gritted my teeth and said, "Dominic Blackwood, let go!" Ignoring my anger, Dominic replied coolly, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to use cufflinks as a distraction, so you owe me." At that moment, I felt like I was losing my mind. This shameless man was, as always, pushing all the blame onto me, and he said it so pompously. I struggled to keep my emotions in check. "Dominic Blackwood, those cufflinks are only worth a few hundred thousand. You want me to pay you millions? Are you out of your mind?" Dominic seemed to seriously consider my words for a moment before tightening his grip on my fingers and adjusting the price tag. The auctioneer exclaimed excitedly, "I have raised the bid to thirteen million!" I glared at the calm man who had set down his pen, my teeth clenched in frustration. I realized that Dominic was holding a grudge against me and, unable to find a proper reas