All Chapters of Mr CEO Your Ex-wife Is Back: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

AVAThe hospital room felt smaller with every passing hour. I lay there staring at the ceiling tiles, counting the tiny perforations like they might hold some answer. Had I been too harsh with Daniel? The way I had turned away from him, refusing to even look at him… part of me wondered if the slap I gave him the other day were too much. He had been there through the worst of it, standing beside me when no one else would. But then the memory of that necklace hit again—I couldn’t pretend it didn’t hurt.I needed to move, to do something with the restless energy trapped inside this bed. “Nurse?” I called out, my voice weaker than I liked. One of the younger nurses appeared quickly, efficient and kind-eyed. “Could you help me sit up properly? And maybe adjust these pillows? My back is aching from lying in the same position.”She smiled gently. “Of course, Miss Ava. Let’s make you comfortable.” Together with another nurse who came in, they carefully propped me higher, fluffed the pillows,

SIENNAThe café door had barely shut behind Daniel when a vicious surge of triumph shot through me. He’d walked away without another word after my warning, but I saw it in his eyes, the flicker of fear.The blackmail had landed perfectly. He wouldn’t dig too deep.I should have felt relieved. Instead, acid burned up my throat as I drove, one hand pressed to the swell of my belly.Before heading home, I stopped at the hospital for my routine prenatal check. The familiar sterile scent and soft beeps of monitors usually calmed me, but today my nerves were frayed.The doctor, a kind woman in her fifties with gentle hands, performed the usual ultrasound and blood pressure check.“Everything looks good, Sienna. Baby’s heartbeat is strong—around 145 beats per minute. Growth is right on track for thirty weeks. How have you been feeling? Any more swelling or back pain?”I forced a smile, shifting on the exam table as the cool gel lingered on my skin. “The back pain is worse some days, especiall

DANIELI let myself into Ava’s apartment, the slim manila folder tucked under my arm like a live grenade. The place smelled faintly of citrus and herbal tea, the late-afternoon light slanting across the hardwood in long golden blades. Ava was already on the couch, legs elevated exactly as the doctors ordered, but her eyes sharpened the second she saw my face.“You’re not going to believe what I just found,” I said, voice low and tight as I closed the door behind me. I crossed the room in three strides and dropped the folder onto the coffee table between us. “I didn’t sleep last night. Couldn’t. After that call with Sienna and Julian, something kept gnawing at me. If it wasn’t him and it wasn’t her who doubled the doses, then who the hell had access and why?”Ava sat up straighter, wincing only slightly at the pull in her abdomen. “Talk.”I flipped open the folder and spread the pages like evidence in a murder trial because that’s exactly what this was. “I started at the hospital this

AVAThe cramp hit like a blade twisting behind my ribs, sharp and unforgiving, cutting through the remnants of sleep with merciless precision. I bolted upright in bed, sheets tangling around my legs in a chaotic mess that trapped me for a terrifying second, and the room spun hard enough to slam my shoulder into the nightstand with a dull thud that echoed in my skull.6:47 a.m.Gray London light leaked through the curtains like a reluctant witness to my suffering, casting long, indifferent shadows across the marble floor.My stomach lurched violently, a wave of nausea rising so fast I could taste bitter bile climbing my throat. I barely reached the toilet before everything came up—bitter, burning, relentless waves that left me gasping for air, my body trembling with exhaustion and the cold sweat that clung to my skin like a second layer of fear.It didn’t stop immediately. It came in cycles, and each one was worse than the last.By the time it finally slowed, my arms were shaking from

VIKTORI watched the feed from the hidden camera in Ava’s kitchen, fingers steepled lightly in front of me, my gaze fixed on the screen as she and Daniel worked through the footage with growing intensity.They were faster than I expected.Most people in her position would still be recovering…weak, disoriented, afraid. Ava Harrington, however, was already dissecting the situation with precision, her attention locked on every frame, every movement, every anomaly.Interesting.Daniel stood close to her, his presence protective, almost instinctive. He wasn’t just an employee or an associate. There was loyalty there. The kind that didn’t come cheap and certainly didn’t come easy. But not unpredictable. Men like him always followed a pattern—protect first, question later, react emotionally when the line was crossed.And I had crossed it deliberately.I leaned back slightly in my chair, watching as Ava paused the footage. It's cute she's observant, makes it more fun to toss them around.“The