All Chapters of Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband!: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

ELARAWe followed Pa Tony, as he led us to a quiet deck overlooking the valley. A late-night berry cobbler arrived with two spoons before he disappeared again, tactfully giving us privacy.The cool breeze rustled gently through the nearby trees, and for the first time in years, I found myself talking freely. Really talking. Not as a CEO, and not as the guarded woman I expected myself to be, but just me. I told Killian stories about childhood summers and ridiculous camp disasters, about my brothers getting into fights defending me, and about my father teaching me how to fish despite my complete lack of patience.I’m not sure why I did, considering he had been a partaker in some of our adventures as kids, but he listened to every story like each matter, like he was just hearing it for the first time. Sometimes he laughed softly. Sometimes his expression gentled in ways that made my chest ache. Sometimes I caught him staring at me like hearing these small pieces of me mattered more tha

SHAWNAt my question, my grandfather slowly turned around, his face twisting into an expression of incredulity. He stared at me as if I were a complete stranger. “You must be dumber than I thought if you truly don’t know the answer to that question, Shawn. Between the Vokens and the Vikings, take your pick.”A heavy pause filled the room.“Did you honestly think you would walk away scot-free after the nonsense you committed against the Viking princess, and Killian Voken’s bride?” He shook his head, staring at me with an unvarnished disgust that thoroughly rattled my confidence. “I’m honestly surprised you’re even alive right now. As a matter of fact, the very fact that you survived should make you terrified. Who knows what else they have in store for you? Who knows if they intentionally kept you alive just to torture and torment you with unexpected 'accidental' situations like this for the rest of your days?”A cold shudder ran straight down my spine. My fists instinctively tried t

ELARA“Ma’am, you have a visitor.”The voice of my assistant cut through the quiet of my office the moment I beckoned her in, following her hesitant knock. My brows furrowed instinctively, my eyes landing on the leather-bound planner resting next to the high-stakes merger documents I had been diligently working on. My brows furrowed even more when I scanned the page and saw that the slot for this hour was entirely empty.A visitor?It couldn't be a member of my family, and it certainly wasn't Killian. If it were them, Grace wouldn't need to step in and formally announce a thing; they both possessed the free will to come and go through these doors exactly as they pleased. Although, to be fair, Killian had only been here once, just a few days ago. He had shown up unexpectedly to deliver lunch himself, a direct, arrogant response to me strictly telling him to stop sending catered meals to my desk, reminding him that there were plenty of fine restaurants scattered around the empire w

ELARAThe sight before me was… interesting. And… hurtful.The latter would certainly explain the tight, agonizing grip that instantly clamped around my chest, suffocating the air right out of my lungs the moment I saw Killian’s hands on another woman, holding her tight against his broad chest. I wasn't entirely sure what kind of intimate scenario I had just interrupted; all I knew was that I did not like the sight. In fact, I completely hated it. I hated it so much that I wanted to grasp that woman’s head and bash it repeatedly against the nearest wall, before damning Killian Voken straight to the ends of hell.My eyes, burning with muted anger, darted sharply from the woman—whom Killian roughly pushed away from his body like she was the literal manifestation of the plague—and landed directly on him. He was standing there frozen, staring back at me with a pleading, desperate intensity I had never seen in him before.“Sugar… nothing happened.”I held his gaze for a second more, the

ELARA“Killian, I can’t possibly accept these,” I managed to choke out, my voice trembling as I tried to push the box back toward him. “This is too much. Millions of dollars for a mere surprise? It’s completely insane. Take them back.”But Killian didn't even blink. He kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead as he shifted gears, but a seductive smirk curved his lips. “If you say one more word about returning them, sugar, I swear I will pull this car right over to the side of the road, strip that seatbelt off you, and kiss you senseless.”The raw imagery of his threat sent a shockwave to my core, radiating fiercely through every single nerve ending in my body. It hit me so hard, so deeply, that for a wild, chaotic second, I was actually tempted to reject the gifts all over again—just to see if he would live up to the promise, just to experience the feeling of his lips bruising mine…But my courage ultimately failed me.“Thank you then,” I muttered under my breath, my voice thick with br