All Chapters of Ex-Mate Wants Me Back: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Third Person's POVVivian looked at Connor's furious expression and no longer dared to act impulsively. She forcibly suppressed the restless instincts of her wolf and replied reluctantly, "Dad, relax. I'll go find Mortimer now."With that, she quickly left the house and took a car out.But this time, Vivian was destined to return empty-handed.Connor waited anxiously at home for most of the day, but no good news ever came.It was not until dusk that Vivian pushed open the door, her face full of defeat."How did it go? What did Mortimer say?" Connor hurriedly approached her.Vivian shook her head weakly, her voice tinged with hurt. "I couldn't find him at all. He cut off all contact with me and removed every trace of my scent. I went to the villa this afternoon, but the guards wouldn't even let me through the gate. They said the alpha's orders were clear—I wasn't allowed anywhere near the Blade pack's inner territory."She looked deeply shaken, tears gathering in her reddened eyes. "D

Third Person's POVHow could Vivian possibly think that after publicly accusing her of cheating on her mate, Seraphina would still be willing to ask Mortimer to spare the Davis family?Still, Seraphina was surprised.Mortimer had always protected Vivian without question. How could he now stand by and watch his childhood sweetheart become so desperate, even driving her family's business to the brink?Seraphina silently watched Vivian play the victim, then suddenly said, "Rolf is really pitiful."The unexpected comment almost made Vivian break character.She stared at Seraphina in shock, forgetting even to cry. Was Seraphina crazy?Why bring up Rolf now?"You bribed a nurse and nearly got him killed. Then you framed him on top of that. And now, because of your own stupidity, he's about to lose the last remaining piece of his family's business."Looking at Vivian, Seraphina suddenly realized that Rolf's situation wasn't so different from her own.Both of them had become victims of the tw

Third Person's POV"C-Can... can you let go of me now?" Vivian was trembling from the pain. Tears and snot streaked down her face, leaving her in a miserable state.Caldwell, however, had no intention of going easy on her.Without the slightest warning, he released her wrist.Vivian had been desperately pulling away. The sudden loss of resistance threw her completely off balance. With a startled yelp, she stumbled and crashed heavily onto the freezing, hard floor.Her bare palms scraped harshly against the rough concrete, leaving several raw, bloody abrasions. She sucked in a sharp breath at the sting.But after seeing just how ruthless Caldwell could be, she no longer dared provoke either him or Seraphina.Gritting her teeth, Vivian struggled to her feet. She shot Seraphina one last venomous glare before clutching her throbbing wrist and hurrying out of the academy hall as fast as she could.Once she was gone, the crowd of students gradually dispersed, murmuring among themselves."Th

Third Person's POVVivian was trembling with rage, her wolf clawing to break free.But Connor's warning—that their family's business would go under if she crossed Mortimer again—echoed in her mind. She dug her nails into her thigh, forcing herself to swallow her anger.When she spoke again, her voice had softened, tinged with wounded dignity and condescension. "Fine. I'm not going to argue with a receptionist like you. Mortimer personally called me just now and asked me to come. If you don't believe me, call upstairs and ask. Keep your CEO waiting any longer, and you might be in serious trouble."She sounded so confident, yet so dramatically aggrieved, that the receptionist hesitated.After all, everyone in the company knew how outrageously indulgent Mortimer had once been toward Vivian.With the previous lessons in mind, the receptionist said tentatively, "Since Alpha Mortimer personally asked you to come, would you mind giving him a quick call? The moment his secretary confirms, I'l

Third Person's POVMortimer let out a hollow laugh, his eyes stone-cold.His Alpha aura surged through the office, intense and suffocating.Still sprawled on the floor, Vivian paled, her eyes locked on Mortimer as he stood up with absolute indifference.His tall, imposing frame cast a shadow over her as he looked down with contempt. "I've repaid you a hundred times over. Everything your family has—protection, status, wealth—all of it came from me. But you were never satisfied. You even reached for what was never yours—the place beside me as my mate."Every word landed like a hammer blow, shattering the entitled certainty Vivian had clung to.Trembling, she looked up, only to meet a pair of bloodshot eyes—cold and utterly merciless.Then Mortimer spoke again—and his words struck her like a bolt from the blue."Vivian, back then... was it really you who saved me?"At the time, he'd been gravely wounded—hovering on the brink of death, his wolf barely holding together. When he finally reg