Regretful Ceo：chasing The Wife He Let Go นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Marcus rambles off. “You know, if you would have been this passionate about your marriage maybe Crystal wouldn`t have divorced your lonely ass and left with your two sons.” “My apologies sir.” He clears his voice nervously on the other end of the phone. He knows damn well that he always drinks beer for breakfast and smokes four packs of cigars for dinner while mourning the absence of his wife and kids. Such a lifeless dude. “Good,” I walk to the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the vibrant city life beneath me. “There`s a story dropping tonight, Camilla`s affair with Ferrara.”

I saw the shock that formed on their faces as I said ‘ex’. I began. “When I married my husband, Simon Langston, the CEO of Langston's Innovations, I was labeled the lucky wife, the golden retriever, and so much more. Everyone assumed I was treated like a queen, with people at my beck and call, making me the envy of countless women who wondered why Simon chose me," I paused, wiping off my tears with the back of my hand.

I don’t blame them, I was never a trophy wife to be seen. “Eleanor Newton?” The receptionist replies, catching on the last name. “Yes, Arthur’s wife” I finally say, uneasy. That gets a reaction. A laugh, short and disbelieving. She leans back in her chair, crossing her arms. “You must be joking. Mr. Arthur Newton’s wife? Please, spare me. If I had a dollar for every delusional fan who came here claiming to be his something, I’d be retired by now.” A few employees walk past and glance in my direction, amused whispers floating between them. Humiliation prickles at my skin, but I refuse to react.

The one reading this right now, probably at 2 AM when you should be sleeping but instead you're here wondering if Ivy's gonna make it, if Ares is going to survive, if Marcus is finally going to get what's coming to him, and if Vincent is sitting in his office realizing he just got his daughter killed with his stupid ego. (Spoiler alert for Book 2: Vincent is DEFINITELY having that realization. And it's going to destroy him. But we'll get to that later.) Let me tell you something about this story. When I first started writing "My CEO Ex-Husband's Regret," I thought it was going to be a simple revenge tale. You know—woman gets cheated on, woman gets strong, woman makes everyone regret underest

I excused myself hurriedly before he could react. My work was done. The presentation would be given by Ethan as the company’s CEO. My worst fear was about to come true. I couldn’t forget the last words of Vivienne and Stephan’s mother. Once I was inside the restroom, I splashed cold water on my face to calm down. I broke down when there’s was no one around to see my vulnerable state. I cried alone. For two years in a loveless marriage, I invested my everything. I loved Stephan with all my heart and performed all the duties of an ideal wife, but he always returned coldness and husband’s duties only as an obligation.

“If I were you I’d post all our pictures on f******k and we will see how his little marriage survives that.” “I don’t want to humiliate myself.” “His wife should also feel the pain you are feeling.” “At the end I will still look like a bitter side chick. I am going to catch flight connect bus at 16:30.” “I am sorry. Now you see you played with your chance with Adrian. He is now CEO, you could have been celebrating with your man. The once low value has become high value.” “I will talk to him. Whatever relationship he is in is new. It can’t be more than 2 weeks old. Whoever it is just a rebound.”

He did not want anything bad to happen to his wife. “I don't know .... I'm still thinking about the final step to perfecting my achievements. Should I kidnap Gaby and throw her into the masher's gang? Or drag her to my bed so she can't wake up again?" "Don't you dare approach my wife!" the CEO rebuked as he could no longer contain his fury. His chest had been rising and falling rapidly, compensating for the rumbling in his lungs. "You're free to bluff. It's just a waste of sound. You won't be able to stop me. My eyes have locked on Gaby's bloodstain on your bed. Tsk, I can't wait to feel how warm it is to be between her legs."

She picked it up and walked away before I could even explain myself. Her calls are more important than me and she doesn't fail to brush me like I'm nothing to her. My head nods in deflect acceptance with my knuckles squeezed tightly resisting the urge and the anger to hit something. My dear loving wife doesn't even give me an audience. Our marriage is in shambles. At the point of both anger and humiliation bestowed upon me by my wife. My phone rang. The light lightened up my screen, the caller Mr James Turner. Probably it's time not to ignore him anymore, it's time to do the things I love instead of chasing shadows.

She felt it instead—in the sudden shift of the air around her, in the way the world seemed to lean closer. By noon, messages flooded in again. Photos from the premiere. Close-ups. Angles she hadn’t known existed. Headlines that danced around truth without touching it. Power Couple Reemerges CEO Makes Rare Public Appearance With Wife Is This a New Chapter or a Strategic Move? She closed her phone. At the boutique, the stylist adjusted the fabric at her shoulder. “Your husband requested this fitting,” she said casually. Isabella blinked. “He did?” “Yes. He said you’d need something elegant. Comfortable.”

“I spent those years trying to fill the void you left, Marissa. I tried to convince myself that I was better off, that the company was enough. But coming back here, seeing you every day... it’s the only thing that keeps me grounded." He took a step toward me, his movements desperate. "I didn't realize it then. I was too obsessed with the brand, with the image, with being the 'King.' But coming home to you every single day ... that was the only time I ever felt at peace. I loved you, Marissa. I loved you and I was too much of a coward to admit it until I saw you walk away." The confession was raw, bleeding, and entirely too late. Ten year ago, those words would have been my salvation. Today,