My Ceo Ex Husband Regret Novels & Stories

A few of the board members shifted in their seats, intrigued. "I stood before you as your CEO through seasons of both storm and sunshine. Together, we built this legacy. We survived acquisition wars, hostile buyouts, and even the merger with my ex-husband's company." She paused, looking over to the framed photograph of her late father that still hung proudly on the conference room wall. "This company was my father's dream… and then it became mine. But dreams evolve. People do too." June exhaled quietly, her eyes scanning the room. Then she turned to face her husband, Xander, who sat beside her with a tender smile on his face hands folded neatly, a mask of humility covering his ambition.

He laughed and shook his head. "Of course not. I was just going through I*******m and then I saw it, I happened to see it." "Oh really?" "I mean it. I didn't forget about you once but I have a life also, remember? The company isn't going to sit and flourish itself while the CEO scrolls through his ex's I*******m account looking for a way to get back into her life." I scoffed. "You're right, that'll be selfish of you. I totally forgot, how's the company? Good as before?"

One after the other, they took their leave until I was the only one left in my office. Reclining against my table, I used my fingers to trace the corners of my name plaque, my smile growing even wider. Nine months ago, I was the wife of Caruso Milton. Fast forward to nine months later, I was the heiress of Nexus Corporation, one out of the three largest cologmerate in the country. Pushing my hair behind my ear, I plopped on my chair, a low sigh escaping from my lips as I turned on the TV. The headlines caught my attention, so I decided to keep watching until it came to full display once more.

I stepped out of the bathroom still dripping with water when my phone rang. It was Skyee, my best friend. I picked up the phone. “Hey.” “You haven’t seen the news?” “What news?” “Check celebrity news, call me later.” I hung up the phone and turned on the TV. I went to the celebrity news channel and I saw it. My husband was seen at a club with his ex-girlfriend. The headlines said, “ Billionaire CEO Raffael Edwards spotted at a club with ex-girlfriend Tori on his marriage anniversary. Are he and Camilla getting divorced?”

He would be busy shaking hands with his business associates at the moment. That was my husband, Ethan Sterling, the CEO and eldest legitimate son of the Sterling Group, the biggest name in tech investment in the whole country. We had never truly met in this life but we were married for four miserable years in my past life. As I thought about my husband, my heart grew colder and an indescribable feeling of sorrow spread from the bottom of my heart until it gripped my whole body tightly that I could hardly breathe. I had once walked into the Sterling family mansion with naive dreams and longing but I was welcomed by a series of devastating social and emotional blows that forced me to the brink

His face reddened at the fact that he’d been the one who’d blurted out the main tea. “I’m so sorry, CEO.” He uttered with a slight bow, “That was really uncalled for.” Ethan still stood behind his desk, the paper laying before him, while he bent over it, both palms laying flat on the desk. Carter swallowed hard at that posture, and decided to wait for what his fate may bring. Thank goodness, he did not blurt out who the restraining order was from. Everyone knew that the CEO was married but his wife, Aurora Hale had never appeared in public, and that was how the CEO wanted it to be.

He seemed pissed off, overly tired of all the drama. “Calms, bro," Caleb said, patting his back. "You have to stop this, bro. What is happening? Is it still because of your ex-wife being the faceless CEO?” I gulped hard and ran my hands through my hair, they were all looking at me. “She aborted our child," "W_who?” They both exchanged confused glances. And my jaw clenched, her words rushing back to my head, “She flushed….” I paused and spun to face them, swallowing back the pain.

His sharp eyes gave him a patriarchal air, though he wasn't that old, I knew he liked to play moral compass when no one asked for it. “In as much as we are making strides in the industry,” Leigh began, his voice deep and self-assured, “I think it’s important that the CEO gets serious about the image he shows to the public.” My fingers stiffened around the pen I was holding. He continued, eyes narrowing slightly as he pinned his gaze directly on me. “In my opinion, it’s poor judgment to end a marriage with a woman like Carrie and then go back to Cathy Galloway. It doesn’t show integrity or maturity in my opinion.”

“I’m the CEO of the Wright company.” “What?” she shouted “Your husband’s really crazy.” “He is.” “He cares a lot about you. You made the right decision, keeping the pregnancy.” “That’s all because of you.” “Take care.” “I will.” I hung up.

My voice raised a bit and caught the attention of my officemate. I just smile at them and bow my head. This is all that jerk's fault! "Why is he using James Feria?" I asked when I remember why I never thought that he was the CEO of this company. "You are aware that Sir James and Sir David open this company without the help of their family?" I nodded nonchalantly. "I heard that Sir James left his family in the Philippines because he don't want to inherit their family business." "I know that." I butted in.