All Chapters of Her Ex-husband Is A God Of War: Chapter 221
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Lauren found herself running to the window to check if Hardin was back. Okay, now, she thought to herself, calm the fuck down.But her brain had gone into full flight mode. Her whole system went overboard like she was crazy — like she’d eaten something that was messing with her head and controlling her without her awareness.“Okay, so,” she stood in front of the mirror, “girl, you don't have any feelings for that crazy guy called Hardin,” she told herself. “So get that in your damn brain. You are just excited to see him because the last time, he kissed too damn well and you are misunderstanding it because you haven't met a guy who kissed you that hard since high school. Okay?”Even after that whole pep talk, her brain refused to cooperate. Instead, her mind latched onto the dress she was wearing.It was too… baggy. She found herself rushing back inside the same way she had rushed home this evening even though she had promised her engagement to som
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“Wow! A ten million dollars duvet from Miss Selene for Colby,” the MC exclaimed as someone brought another gift to the front. “A limited edition chain of ten million dollars from Julien,” the MC gushed again. “Is that a hat I'm seeing?” The MC asked. “Eleven million dollars.” “Fifteen million dollars limited edition plate, for Colby. Colby,” the MC looked at the dog, where it was sitting in the VIP seat beside its new owner. “Won't I wish to be born as you in my next life? All these for you?” He pointed at the pile of gifts everyone had bought for the dog. Laughter rippled around the hall. “Okay, now everyone, it's time for the fun you have been waiting for. Make sure you are not dancing without a partner. Don't dull out. On the count of three. One…two…three…” Music blasted all over the hall. Those that had been waiting around—no one actually came here to celebrate a dog, but of course, when someone like Sadie Wyatt is here, a lot of people had taken the opportunity to come and
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The room fell into grave silence. All eyes turned on Sadie.“There has to be some kind of misunderstanding,” Natasha stammered. “I checked this place just now—I swear I didn’t find anything. There’s…” She stopped, faltering under the heavy stares.It was the kind of look you’d get if people knew you were the last person to visit a dead man’s house before he died.“What is my phone doing in your bag, Sadie?” her cousin asked calmly—too calmly. Shouting would have been easier to take.“I don’t know what kind of sick joke—”“What is my phone doing in your purse!” she suddenly screamed.“What would I want with your phone?” Sadie shot back.“Oh, so this is how you behave?” her cousin asked with a cruel smile. “After strutting around like the queen of the universe, you’d stoop to this?”“She doesn’t know what you’re talking about,” Natasha insisted, shaking her head. “I promise we’ve been together. Miss Sadie would ne
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All eyes turned. Charles stood there in an expensive suit, a flower in his hand. He walked forward, pausing in front of Emmy with an icy look.“In my opinion, cheating women are no match for decent women,” Charles said with a fake smile, then turned toward Sadie’s cousin.“You want to pour her a drink?” he asked smoothly. “Go ahead, get the cup and pour. But honestly, I doubt we have the time for that now.” His smile lingered just long enough to sting before he shifted to Sadie.“How could you forget our date, babe?”The room erupted in whispers.“Date?”“Did he just say babe?”“Wait… who is this rich man?”Natasha blinked rapidly. Wasn’t this George? Why was he calling Sadie babe? And when had he come back without a word to her? Before she could even breathe out a question, Charles was already walking out with Sadie at his side.Natasha spun on her heel and stormed into the restroom with sharp steps. T
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Charles had never meant for things between himself and Sadie to feel this awkward. He’d even tried slipping in a few jokes, but each one had crashed and burned like broken glass on marble.When she suggested they go to a private beach, he hadn’t questioned it. He didn’t understand her reasoning, but he drove her there anyway. Now, with the salt air brushing against them and the sound of waves rolling in the distance, he realized he was still no closer to figuring her out.“I have private membership,” Sadie said as she stepped out of the car, her tone calm, almost rehearsed. “That’s why… everywhere’s empty.”Charles wanted to ask her why here, why not just the house where a thousand conversations would’ve been easier. But he swallowed the thought, tucking it behind his silence.The waiter served them and left. For a while, all Charles heard was the crash of waves and the steady clink of Sadie’s glass as she lifted it.“How was it?” she ask
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Sadie’s breath caught. Her body betrayed her before her mind could argue. She nodded, closed her eyes, and leaned in.The first brush of lips was tentative, gentle, almost testing. But seconds later it shifted—his mouth deepened against hers, hungry, relentless. Charles kissed her like he’d been starving and she was the only thing that could satisfy him. And damn her, she responded like she’d been waiting all her life for this exact moment.He lifted her off the floor without breaking the kiss, holding her firmly against him, adjusting her closer until the angle was perfect. Her fingers curled into his shirt, clutching him as though letting go meant losing air itself.Neither of them knew how long it lasted. All they knew was that when they finally pulled apart, their faces were flushed, their breaths uneven.And for the first time in forever, Sadie saw Charles—Charles—looking shy. The sight alone sent a spark of confidenc
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“What do you think about being a grandfather, sir?” Charles asked, that same slow smile curling at the edges of his lips, daring Mr. Wyatt to do more than fume.“We could make you one in… say, nine months. Hell, we could start tonight—”“Shut up with your rotten talk, you crazy bastard!” Mr. Wyatt growled, low, deadly. Not loud enough for anyone five feet away to hear, but the menace was there. “If you do anything dangerous to her, I’ll kill you.”Charles tilted his head slightly, almost thoughtful. “Somehow… I get a rush imagining exactly how you’d try that.”“I warn you,” Mr. Wyatt jabbed a finger at him, sharp as a knife, “if you pull one crazy move, I’ll kill you. For real. Just try it.” He spun on his heel, the threat lingering in the air.Charles watched him go a step, then another, and called out, calm as a breeze cutting glass: “Now I’m curious… are you crazy, or just a psycho, sir? You get this mad at me over a conversation about
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“He lied about burning up your toys, and you went full lunatic on a Livestream.”“Roger, I already told you—those are my collection. Not just anything! Not just anything!” Cox snapped, voice cracking with defensiveness. “They’re the only ones who keep me company in this world.”Roger’s lips twisted in a mixture of disgust and horror as Cox pulled out his phone, swiping to a photo of a room crammed with more toys than Roger had ever dreamed of owning at five.“That guy over there? Head of the empire,” Cox said, pointing to a meticulously curated figure with a ridiculously funny face. “Yesterday, I caught him talking to this lady,” he pointed at an equally traumatizing female toy.“I scolded him, and he started crying. That girl’s just a kid, and he’s already a man. What kind of relationship does he think he wants with her?”Roger raised an eyebrow. “I… should answer that?”Cox shook his head violently. “You’ll never get it. None o
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Cox laughed. “Hey, man. I know you’ve got a thing for her. Some crush or whatever. Prove me wrong.”Roger’s eyes widened, caught off guard.“I know. But whatever you need, I can get for you. Anything. Every little piece of information about her,” Cox said, grabbing another grape.Roger reached for Cox’s hand. “Please… help me out. I promise, anything you want.”Cox’s grin widened. “Hey, man… you’re scaring the shit out of me, begging like that.”“You want to go on a date with her, or marry her?” Cox asked.“Marry her,” Roger replied without hesitation.“She’s boring as hell. No match for that Emmy woman. When I was with her, Sadie had never kissed a man before.”Roger gulped. “I like innocent. Bad guy, good innocent girl—that’s a crazy good mix.”Cox laughed. “I’ve got your back, man. But first, you need to let go of all those chasing moves. When I was with her, a lot of guys ‘coincidentally’ kept cross
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Charles woke with a start, drenched in sweat. The nightmare clung to him—the one from camp, the operation where he’d lost his best friend.He swung his legs off the bed and checked the time. Two a.m.Quietly, he opened the door to check on Sadie. They had gone to their separate rooms last night after dinner.Her bed was empty. Was she working on something again?He padded across to the sitting room. Lights off. No one there.“Sadie?” His voice barely carried.No response. No glow from any gadget. A prickle ran down his spine.He flicked on the sitting room light. Still nothing.Kitchen. Empty.Upstairs to the room she’d taken him to while sleepwalking. The door was locked. She wouldn’t have locked it if she were inside.His gut tightened. He rushed out to one of the guards at the gate.“Are you looking for Miss Sadie, sir?”“Yes. Where is she?”“She left two hours ago