Dumping My Ex To Flash Marry The Untouchable Ceo Novels & Stories

Chapter 42 I thought everything was going to be so good and everyone had their way, but perhaps my life could not be free from that ex-husband. I and were originally two parallel lines from birth, how could anyone think that an ordinary girl with no talent and beauty like me could marry a rich CEO But I couldn't understand for some reason a straight line went out of its way and we met and still can't go back to our original path. I also couldn't believe that simple photo went viral and Enzo knew, he saw it but I only found out later.

Marie exclaimed in annoyance as she thought about the picture on his phone. “I thought you all said it was just a contract marriage; how are you sure they weren’t dating in secret before she made her debut in the company, and now she is his wife?” Marie didn’t know how to rest or put out her anger because it was so annoying to her that she felt like killing her. Her colleagues could see how angry Marie was and slowly moved their seats away from her to give her some alone time. A few hours later, Damien walks out and towards his office, but he stops at Marie and her colleagues' tables and says, "This is the department that deals with the production of demo dresses by the designers, right?” He

I think I'm the least impulsive person in the world, Handling and being responsible for millions of pounds each day tends to keep you on your toes, and everything I do is well thought out. I couldn't believe what I had just done. One moment, everything seemed fine, and the next, I found myself on one knee, a thirteen million pink diamond ring in my hand, asking Kate to marry me. It wasn't exactly the way I had planned it, but sometimes life throws you unexpected curveballs, and you have to adapt.

"Aren't you ashamed to be married to your ex-boyfriend's brother? How will you feel if I let him know?" "You dumped me!" She slammed. "If you hadn't cheated on me, our relationship wouldn't have ended and your brother wouldn't have been my husband…." She shrieked at him. What a mess! Is he trying to get on her or what? He clutched his palm, rubbing them against each other. "I can see you're growing wings, because you think getting married to the CEO of babel's group would bring back your reputation huh?" He laughed and clapped his hands. "The game begins now, let's see who will be the loser." He remarked and walked out of her sight.

“Marry me.” Two words, one sentence. Straight to the point, without beating around the bush. One thing Vlora Anderson, a smart woman who worked as executive secretary to the CEO of Greatech, appreciated was getting to the point without unnecessary complications. She despised all things that were full of pretense. She preferred to get straight to the point without the fuss that could give anyone a headache. But this? “Marry me?” Oh, dear. Vlora could only freeze for a moment, staring at him. She wondered briefly if the man before her was sane.

The man exclaimed with excitement as he showed his phone screen to both me and the handsome man he referred to as boss. "Gotcha!" Was the last word I heard from him before he stood up and carried me up in a bridal style. I laughed at the way he staggered away from the bar and took the stairs up to the room that was booked for us. Trust me, I had no idea all of this was happening. **End Of Flashback** I let out a gasp remembering how we had sex that night. I couldn't believe I gave myself so cheap to a stranger. It was absurd. Another set of tears streamed down my face again as I held my mouth in regret. What have I done?

He turned to me more fully now, and I braced myself. “This is undignified,” he said sharply. “Dragging my business into your petty marriage squabbles with your husband? Is this what you do now? Stalk men at the theatre because your husband stepped out on you?” It stung, of course. But I’d prepared myself for it. The moment I decided to come here tonight, I knew I had to wear my business face, not my heart. I smiled. “Twelve million dollars,” I said lightly. “That’s what you already paid Conrad as a deposit, isn’t it? Must be chicken change to a man like you.”

She turned her face towards me, tears gathering her face. “Really? Is this why you wanted to work with me? To steal all my designs and give to your nephew to do better? You knew all of these? And still y…. I raised my hand and I tried to speak but she interrupted. “You are my soon to be ex-husband, Ethan, Uncle?.”

Something ugly and volatile crawls up my spine the longer I look at her flushed face, her trembling hands. "Do you know what it looked like?" I demand. "My wife meeting an ex-boyfriend in broad daylight? On the same week, the media is circling for any sign that this marriage is a sham." Her lips tremble, but she masks it with anger. “Maybe they should know it’s a sham.” I step in closer, breath sharp. “Is that what you want?” “It’s the truth, isn’t it?” she throws back. “You didn’t marry me because you love me. You didn’t marry me because you even like me. So why would it matter who I have coffee with?”

He stepped closer, and I suddenly felt too small in a room I used to navigate with ease. “You want the truth?” His voice was low, lethal. “I don’t trust you, not anymore. Maybe I never did.” “Alex…..” He raised a hand, silencing me. “This marriage was a business arrangement. A mutually beneficial alliance but I won’t tie myself to someone whose loyalty can be bought by the highest bidder.” My chest tightened with a stinging ache I hated admitting even to myself. “It wasn’t like that,” I whispered. “I don’t care,” he said, utterly unyielding. “The merger of both families will proceed through the board, not the wedding and whatever future you imagined with me—stop imagining it.”