บททั้งหมดของ The Ex-wife they Claimed: Their Heat, Her Fire: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

The Laurent Enterprise boardroom occupied one of the highest floors of the company's headquarters, behind a pair of enormous dark-wood doors that required a security code to open.Unlike the sleek, modern offices surrounding it, the boardroom looked as though it belonged to another era.Deep brown wood covered the walls from floor to ceiling, polished until it reflected the warm light of the brass fixtures hanging overhead. Thick wooden beams crossed the ceiling, while framed photographs documenting Laurent Enterprise's history lined the walls with photographs of a younger Harrison.The founder was everywhere.A reminder of exactly who had built the empire they were now struggling to keep alive.At the centre of the room stood an enormous oval table made from dark walnut, its surface wide enough to accommodate nearly twenty people. Heavy leather chairs surrounded it, each one bearing a small brass plate engraved with the position of whoever occupied it.There were no decorative distra

Selene's chest tightened slightly. The difficult days of her life would never leave her. She would always remember everything the Laurents made her go through. She would never forget the feeling of her lifeless baby in her arms, while she was sitting in a pool of blood. She would never forget the look of disgust on Adrian's face when he saw her in labour, but took Chloe's hand instead and left. “You have spent years behaving as though this company survived because of the Laurent name.” Harrison continued, then he leaned back on his chair, “It didn't. It survived because people who actually cared about it kept saving you from yourselves.”Adrian's fists curled beneath the table, and he looked up at Selene once again. He would try to control his anger for now, but once he had her in his clutches again, he would make her pay!!She would be crawling on the floor, licking dirt off the floor with a leash around her neck as he dragged her like a dog everywhere before he would finally acce

Hearing Harrison say that felt worse than someone carving a hole through her heart.Tears welled in her eyes and fell down her cheeks silently, and words had completely failed her.The car was driving on the highway now, the sound of the engine filling up the silence.Harrison reached over with a soft smile and gently wiped away her tears, before he took her hand even more gently into his, looking at her with that precious gaze he always gave her.That always reminded her that she was worth something."Selene," He started, looking at her and beaming with pride, "Even if I died right now, I regret absolutely nothing. Meeting you, loving you, speaking to you, was one of the best decisions I've ever made. You are my pride and joy, Selene. I could close my eyes right now, and I would be the happiest person still,"The tears only kept coming, and she finally reached in and embraced him hard.She couldn't lose him.She would never be able to forgive herself, because she had obviously neglec

"What's this?"The Triplets stood by the door of the dining room, staring at the extravagant meals that filled the long dining table, with Selene standing by it, beaming with sparkles in her eyes."Well, since you three always cooked for me, I wanted to make you feel just as special," She quickly ran up to them and helped them take off their Jacket.Another day had passed. She'd returned from work about three hours earlier than them and had decided to treat them to something very special.Dinner was everything special she could think of. From steak to three glasses of wine filled to the brim, and even venison that she knew wolves aren't able to resist."You didn't have to," Ajax said as he stared down at the food, "I was going to come and prepare something for you,""I don't wanna hear another word!" She forced a frown on her face so it looked like she was being serious.Then, she began pushing them toward the empty seats of the table.They all sat down, with Jayden and Elliot on one

Selene's fingers trembled as she unfolded the old paper, and the creases were so deep that she had to be careful not to tear it.The handwriting immediately struck her again, and it was really and definitely unmistakable.The same sharpness in the letters, the same slight slant, and even the way certain words had been written.Her heart began pounding as she forced herself to start reading:"To my brave, amazing sons,If you're reading this, then I have already done what I needed to do. But before anything else, I need you three to know something. I have never been more proud of you — not because of the strength you've gained, nor because of the men you've become, but because, despite everything the world tried to make you, you remained good.You were wild boys when I found you. Angry, frightened and ready to fight the world before it could hurt you first. Somewhere along the way, you became my sons, and I hope you know that I never once thought of you as anything less. I was proud to