Ceo's Regret After I Divorced Novels & Stories

As long as Susan will be kicked out of the company, then it will work on his favor. “Mr. finance manager, you have separated from your wife. Did you see us pointing that out to you? several of us here are going through similar marital issues but did it affect our work at the company? Our new CEO is only but a human being and her personal life must not be used against her.” “Instead of us wishing her a quick recovery and sending her flowers, we are here listening to these fools. Comrades, let us go back to work. we have to help our new CEO manage this company well.”

She chuckled bitterly. “No, Emily. Why do you always see negativity in anything I do? I have only pure intentions. My wife taught me to forgive and move on and trust me, I am not angry on you, In fact, you’ll receive what you deserve tomorrow.” I said. Her features softened. “I am sorry, I hurt you during our divorce proceeding. It wasn’t my intention but I want to secure my future and it was the best I could think at that moment.” She said. “It means you’ll come tonight. Should I take this as a yes?’ I asked her.

Storming the office, as the employees of the S&S wine empire saw the CEO from afar dressed in corporate black, they all ran and arranged themselves in a row to greet him as he walked into his office. “Gosh, I wonder who would be the unlucky one today again,” “The person should just pray he doesn't end up in prison, because I just heard two days ago that he sent his wife to the rehabilitation center,” “I really don't know what is causing this mood swing in him every year,” the employees mumbled among themselves while they prayed for divine intervention so that no one would fall victim to his rage.

I seized the moment and interjected, "Think over the divorce. I only want what I'm owed—thirty percent of the company's shares and dividends." "In your dreams!" Susan slapped the table. "You're a worthless bum who does nothing but waste time, and you still want a share of the profits? Keep dreaming! Fine, you can have your divorce, but don't even think about touching the company!" With that, she quickly signed my resignation, threw it in my face, and said, "Get out!" I clenched my fists. "Susan, don't regret this." "Regret? You should worry about your future. You're too old to start from scratch!"

Because I hadn’t done anything to upset her tonight, I had only ask her questions about the divorce thing. She was just tired, and I understood that. But her father’s words still echoed in my head. He wanted us divorced now, Just like that. Would Lira really go through with it? I ran a hand through my hair, the thought made my chest tighten. I had failed her for three years, and I knew that. I ignored the little things. I overlooked the pain in her silence. I let the marriage become something cold and staged. But I wasn’t that man anymore.

Adrian had not prepared for a calm surrender. The divorce was not what hurt the most, it was not even the company but realizing that the man she married had convinced himself that her brilliance belonged to him. That her work was his success and her silence was weakness. And when you stop protecting something that has been breaking you, you change. As she turned to leave, a voice from the doorway stopped her. “Dr. Kane.” She did not need to look to know who it was. The voice was smooth and confident, almost amused.

I changed the topic. "Challenging, but I’m getting there; this whole CEO position is not for me; it’s overwhelming, but I’ve been managing; I had to keep myself busy after losing the most amazing woman ever,” he said and tried to reach for my hands, but I moved. “I regret losing you,” he added. “That’s great, I mean…” I cleared my voice to correct my words, “it’s good to hear. How’s your marriage with Lucy?”

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.”

Their relationship started in high school and I knew nothing about it. “I wanted to divorce you after you got appointed as CEO, but you couldn’t even get that right. You ruined everything like you always do. What am I supposed to do with a crippled wife?” he asked in disgust. “I don’t regret anything that happened. If I could go back in time, I would do it over and over again. I hate you Avery and my hatred runs deep with every passing minute so don’t think I’m going to apologize because that’s never going to happen,” Sasha deadpanned. All I could do was watch them and cry silently.

"Then, let's get divorced." Irene, who'd been so sure that I'd drop to my knees begging for forgiveness in a wink, was gobsmacked. She stared at me incredulously, her voice shaking as she said, "W-What did you just say?" I answered nonchalantly with a smile. "Let's get divorced. You're the company's CEO. Surely you're not some love-struck fool who'd keep clinging to me and purposely making things difficult for yourself, are you?" Then, I brought out the divorce papers from my bag.