All Chapters of Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband!: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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Unease

Friday, 5:35pmELARA“They really do fit each other perfectly,” Nicole pointed out, a slight edge of dark amusement in her voice as we sat lounging together on the long, plush sofa in my office.We were resting, taking a much-needed breather considering the heavy work for the day had completely ended. Our eyes were glued to a sleek tablet screen—Nicole’s, both of us deeply curious to see the live recording of the engagement party. Exclusive streaming links had been sent out to a select few in the city, although if I had to guess, the whole city might as well be watching. In fact, I would think that was entirely Miranda’s plan all along. She wanted me to see. She wanted to flaunt her victory. And honestly? I genuinely did want to see them both publicly engaged. I needed to see it with my own eyes to be fully, completely assured that Shawn would never, ever make a pathetic appearance in my life again.The clock on my office wall read exactly 5:35 PM. Watching the current countdown

Engagement Party

Friday, 5:35PMMIRANDAI stared intently into the mirror, completely mesmerized as the celebrity makeup artist applied the finishing touches of translucent powder to my face.Turning my head this way and that, I couldn't help but internally rain lavish compliments upon myself. I looked absolutely beautiful. Today was my day after all, and every single detail had to reflect perfection. The heavy glamour makeup sat flawlessly on my skin, enhancing every sharp angle of my features, hiding every trace of the stress from the previous days. My eyes sparkled with a triumphant, wicked gleam. I couldn't wait to finally wear the diamond ring that Shawn and I had chosen last night. Due to his pathetic state, the shopping had been done online, and the custom piece had arrived at the mansion mere hours ago today.I flexed my long, well-manicured fingers in the air, a wave of giddy excitement washing over me. Even though this was technically just the engagement ceremony and not the official we

Keep watching...

MIRANDAWhat is happening? Did something go wrong?A heavy wave of dark foreboding instantly increased in my chest. Did something happen to the guests? An accident of some sort?If so, why today? Why now?Or has Shawn messed up again? Has that idiot…?“Quick Miranda!” My mother bit, clearly having no patience.Heavens please… not today.My heart began to hammer against my ribs as I smoothed down my dark gown, got to my feet, and followed my mother’s frantic footsteps out of the room.When we finally exited the back doors of the mansion and entered the sprawling compound, heading directly toward the private manicured gardens where the exclusive party was scheduled to be held, my frown deepened into a mask of pure confusion. The entire estate was dead silent. Totally dead. Totally lacking any form of noise. There was no music playing, no chatter, no clinking of crystal glasses. There was a complete, echoing lack of guests.What the hell was going on? Had the drivers parked outside th

Beautiful Surprise

ELARAThe monumental grandeur of the Pavilion paralyzed me, completely.As I stood frozen in the arched doorway of the hall, my eyes scrambled to process a masterpiece that felt so detached from reality. For a long moment, I wondered if I had somehow stepped into the wrong building.My late mother’s favorite venue for hosting the city’s most lavish elite galas had been completely transformed into a breathtaking, ethereal sanctuary.My chest tightened as I drank in more of the beauty of this place, which I hadn’t been able to walk into for years without feeling the lingering ache of her absence.And now it has been transformed into this.For me.Relief—over my father’s good health—and amazement tumbled and entangled in my lower belly as I came to the realization and checked out the hall.Suspended from the towering, vaulted ceilings were dozens of massive, tiered crystal chandeliers, each one casting a warm, brilliant amber glow that reflected flawlessly off the polished marble floors

Feeling pampered

ELARAThey are all going to pay for this, I muttered under my breath again as a wave of affectionate irritation washed over me.They were absolutely going to pay for making me cry like a manic banshee this evening, and forcing me to sprint through a whole lobby in front of my own employees without a single shred of my usual dignity.The more I thought about it, the more offended I became.Dominic’s text had read genuinely panicked. And Nicole had played her role flawlessly.My father had apparently participated in the entire conspiracy.And Killian…The devil standing at the end of the aisle had somehow managed to orchestrate all of it while looking entirely innocent, while assuring me to get to the roots of why my brothers had been evasive all week!I narrowed my eyes at him.He only looked more amused.However, looking at the grand stage ahead, I resolutely chinned up, straightened my blazer, and forced myself to keep moving forward down the aisle.If everyone was determined to turn

I want him

ELARAAs my father’s booming voice echoed through the pavilion speakers, I found myself barely hearing the actual words of his speech, my mind drifting into a darker, more analytical space.“...We are gathered here today to witness a lovely union… a merging of two formidable legacies… my beautiful daughter Elara has finally found a man worthy of her strength…”My father’s voice faded into background static as a cold, familiar anxiety tried to grip my throat.It happened so suddenly that it almost stole the joy from the moment.One second, I was standing beneath chandeliers surrounded by warmth and celebration. The next, old wounds were clawing their way back to the surface.I couldn't help but wonder… how would Killian treat me once we actually got married?Hadn't Shawn done the exact same thing years ago?Shawn had been all attentive and cute when I had been a naive girl following him around, desperately wanting his attention and approval.Back then, I had mistaken attention for love

Vows and Wishes

ELARAI saw a flash of surprise cross Killian’s dark eyes at the strength of my grip, at my brave response, and then he—ever the flawless gentleman—caught me off guard.Before my brain could even begin to process his movement, his tall frame smoothly dropped down, sinking onto one knee right before me on the hardwood podium.The entire hall let out a collective gasp of excitement.My face flamed with shyness. Oh no. Absolutely not.I quickly leaned down, my voice a frantic, hushed whisper meant only for his ears.“Killian, stop! This is just an engagement party, you don't actually have to kneel in front of everyone—!”He smiled instead, a devastating thing that made me gulp.This man…Without breaking eye contact, he reached into his breast pocket, pulled out a small, plush velvet box, and smoothly snapped it open.My breath caught completely in my throat.Diamond and gold again.The ring resting against the velvet was another custom-designed masterpiece—a beautiful oval-cut diamond b

Not over

SHAWNShe said yes.How could she possibly say yes?A suffocating, black rage violently gripped my throat as I watched Killian slowly rise back to his full height on the live digital broadcast.The single word continued echoing inside my skull. Yes.Again. Again. And again.Each repetition felt like a mallet striking against my ribs.On the glowing screen, Killian took his sweet time before leaning down toward Elara.She seemed absolutely willing as he approached.The sight made my stomach twist violently. Was it all just a facade? A pretense?The raw, intense emotions the broadcast camera captured swimming in her beautiful eyes—the glistening tears—was it all just a calculated act for the press? I wondered fiercely, my mind spinning into a dark abyss of pure denial.It had to be.Because the alternative was impossible.Absolutely impossible.How on earth could she genuinely love someone she had barely just met two months ago?Even if the Viking and Voken families were notoriously

Humiliation x2

SHAWNMiranda slowly, reluctantly got to her feet, her expensive dark haute couture gown dragging heavily through the grass as she walked over to where I stood.She looked nothing like the triumphant bride she had imagined herself becoming.Mascara streaked down her face. Her carefully styled hair had begun to come loose. And the expensive makeup she had spent hours applying was ruined beyond repair.Her entire body trembling, her tear-stained eyes darted toward the empty, beautifully lit floral podium where we were originally supposed to celebrate our engagement, where I was supposed to kneel and propose…Pfft. The sight alone was enough to reignite the bitterness inside me.All of that effort. All of those decorations. All of that money. For nothing.“There is absolutely no need to go up there,” I cut in coldly, my voice stopping her in her tracks. “There is no audience here to watch us anyway.”Miranda's face crumpled. She began to weep afresh, but I didn't care one bit.In truth,

Desire

ELARAWhen on earth are all these people finally going to leave?I wondered silently, biting my lower lip as I watched Killian greet and laugh with the massive crowd of high-society figures converging tightly around him.He was flanked by his parents, my brothers, and my father, who were all completely surrounded by the city's elite, but my eyes were stubbornly, exclusively locked on Killian alone.No matter how many people stood around him, no matter how many conversations demanded his attention, my eyes always found him.And his somehow always found me right back.When would I finally have some alone time with him?Didn't any of these people think that a newly engaged couple would actually want that?That we deserved a moment of privacy after a surprise of this scale?I nervously toyed with the heavy, exquisite ring resting on my finger, deeply liking the cool, solid feel of it there, even as I forced a perfunctory smile onto my face for the endless stream of guests meeting me to of

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