A Second Chance With The Ceo After Divorce Novels & Stories

Then, he finally lost his temper and shouted after me, "Grace! Where the hell are you going to go after divorcing me? Back to your parents? Don't forget, you cut ties with them years ago! "Get back here! I never agreed to a damn divorce!" I ignored him, got in my car, and drove straight to the office. After clearing my desk, I marched to HR and handed in my resignation. "Mrs. Grant, are you sure about this?" Daisy Newell, the HR manager, took one look at my expression and guessed what was happening. Her grip tightened on the form as she hesitated. "Yes," I replied. I understood her hesitation. Everyone knew I was the CEO's wife even if I'd always kept work and personal life separate.

She stayed calm and answered, “Yes, I’ve been divorced, but that doesn’t define me. People grow, and I learned a lot too.” Selena smirked, leaning back in her chair. “You’re so naive. The Evans family isn’t like any other family. But maybe that’s too much for someone like you to understand. After all, your mother was divorced too, wasn’t she? At least she didn’t embarrass herself by trying to remarry.”

“I’ve already had the papers drawn up. Just sign, Vivian. Let’s end this.” She looked down at the divorce papers. Her hand shook as she picked up the papers, staring at him one last time, pleading. “Are you sure this is what you want? Because once I sign these, there’s no going back.” He did not flinch or show even a hint of regret. “I’m sure. It’s better this way. I am a successful CEO now, and I need a woman I can proudly show to the world, who can support me.”

He advised me. I sighed. “She won’t listen to me. She’s changed. She doesn’t love me anymore.” “You should still try,” he insisted. “Go to her office and apologize, I heard Jonathan made her CEO.” He added. “My ex wife is a CEO?” I asked, stunned. “Yes. One of Jonathan’s companies.” He informed me and I sighed. When the call ended, I sat frozen, staring into space. Stella, the woman I once dismissed, the woman I refused to partner with, was now a CEO.

The divorce certificate in my hand wasn't a symbol of failure but of new beginnings. When I arrived at the Dreamland Studio, Maya was waiting for me, pacing anxiously in the reception area. Her eyes widened when she saw me. "Serena! Tell me you didn't actually go through with it!" she exclaimed, rushing over to me. I held up the divorce certificate in response. "Holy shit," she whispered, staring at the document in disbelief. "You actually did it. You left the CEO of Blackwood Enterprises,one of the most powerful men in the entire world."

One by one, I removed them, carrying out a thorough internal purge. I terminated unreliable partnerships and replaced them with more dependable collaborators. Before long, the company's stock price soared once again, and my personal wealth reached an unprecedented height. At that point, the CEO of a long-standing partner company—who had supported me throughout the crisis—suddenly called. "Johnny, you know I've always thought highly of you. Now that you're divorced and single again, I'd like to introduce my daughter to you in marriage. What do you think?" I was taken aback. A certain smiling face surfaced in my mind.

And everything went back to him somehow. Anthony slid back into the car. “Get out of here,” he said flatly to Robert. “And don’t make me call Zane again. Because you know I will.” Robert flinched. Huffed something under his breath. Then walked away. The car door slammed. Anthony turned to me. “Lucky I keep our marriage certificate on me, huh?” he said, half-smiling. I turned my head slowly. My voice was cold now. “I think that certificate is useless now that we’re divorced.”

“There’s no place left to put me anymore, Harold. I’ve grown past all that. I’m not who you think I'm anymore, I’m the man who decides what to keep... and what to fight for.” Then another silence followed “Now, listen closely,” I continued. “There’s going to be a business meeting, a family one. Everyone will be present, our father, and lira's family. During that meeting, I’ll make things clear. Lira and I aren't divorcing, I intend to get married to her again, and you will be there to congratulate me ” I leaned back against the couch again and exhaled slowly. There was no going back now. I took a breath and added, “Also, I have an offer for you.”

“I came across this when I was doing a little digging. To be honest, I was a little surprised at what I found.” I took the document from her and glanced at it. Patrice continued talking. “I’ve never heard of the company in my life, but my research confirmed that it was created six years ago. The ownership records are hidden.” “Isn’t that awfully convenient?” Sarah asked, sitting up. I looked at her. What was she referring to? “Six years,” she continued, giving me a straight face. “I mean, your divorce happened five years ago. You had hired me as your social media manager when we met at the hospital.”

Second pregnancy. Ethan stared at the two lines, then at Chloe, then at the next room where Leo slept with a low fever. Three years ago, he threw divorce papers at his pregnant wife and called her barren. Now, his ex-wife, who he forced to live in his villa to save his son, was pregnant again — with his second child — while he was still publicly engaged to Vanessa, while his mother was still fighting for custody of Leo. And his phone buzzed on Chloe's bed.