All Chapters of Her Ex-husband Is A God Of War: Chapter 241
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“Have you really given up on Charles?” Mr. Harrington asked gently, sitting with his daughter in the living room while waiting for his wife to finish dinner. She had insisted she didn’t need help. “I…might be getting married to Roger,” Emmy admitted, her voice quiet. Mr. Harrington sat upright, lowering his voice. “Emmy, Charles could do more for our family than Roger ever could. Are you even sure… do you really think Roger can treat you the way Charles did?” Emmy looked at him wearily. “Dad, did that boy do something to you? Don’t you see how much he’s done for our family, even now? He asked for a divorce and I consented. What else do you want me to do?” Mr. Harrington looked at her helplessly, torn between knowing what his daughter was giving up and seeing her content in the moment. “Has Charles ever…hit you?” he asked cautiously. “He wouldn’t dare. I’d have reported him to every legal office in the world and put him in a cage he’d never get out of,” she said firmly. “A
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“I’m just thinking, babe,” Roger paused, pretending to hesitate. “Maybe we should break up? I’m sorry, I’m just not wired for a relationship where a woman won’t put me above herself and her selfish desires.”“I’m sorry, Roger. I’m really sorry. I had no idea this would happen. I didn’t mean to—”“If you allowed me to cheat on your ex-husband when he was still married to you, I don’t even know what to think right now.”“Roger…” her voice cracked.Yesss. Cry, bitch, Roger thought, satisfaction curling through him.“I love you, babe,” he added salt to the wound, “but I won’t be surprised if I’m just a side character in your life right now.”“I’m sorry, Roger. I didn’t mean to hurt you at all.”“You already broke my heart. Let’s break up.” He hung up.A smile spread slowly across his face. Watching her cry was so damn satisfying. If he was sad, then she should be too.He wasn’t surprised when, minutes later
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It wasn’t until 6:50 p.m. that Mr. Wyatt finally ended the important business call he had taken the moment Charles entered the room.“I’m so sorry about that, Mr. Charles,” he apologized smoothly as one of his men collected the phone and left with it.“I didn’t plan for that to run this long. But business first, right?” he added with a practiced smile.“Exactly, Mr. Wyatt. For someone like you to have come this far, it must have meant sacrificing a lot,” Charles replied evenly.The comment caught Mr. Wyatt slightly off guard. His smile froze for a second before returning, thinner now.“As much as I’d love to take that as a compliment, Mr. Charles,” Mr. Wyatt said, leaning back, “I’m not sure we’re close enough to exchange words like that.”“I don’t think of it that way, Mr. Wyatt,” Charles countered lightly. “If you told me my shoes were nice, I’d probably smile and tell you how Sadie got them for me—limited edition, just two day
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Charles greeted the happy gate guards cheerfully as he drove in.He parked, opened the car door, and immediately called his subordinates’ line.“I couldn’t find her in there,” Charles said. “I looked around, asked most of the staff—they couldn’t tell me anyone by that name was here.”“I thought you got a girl’s number? Couldn’t help?” one of them asked.“She hasn’t been answering her calls.”“Maybe we should try her friends?”“No,” Charles paused at the car door, scanning the surroundings. “Too much fuss. I don’t want to look like a creep to someone I don’t even care about.”“I’m sorry, sir. It took us long to find her, and now we can’t even track where she disappeared.”“Did she use some disguise?” Charles leaned against the car. He could sense Sadie was already home.“Even if she did, we’d have spotted her. We hacked all the CCTV cameras—nothing.”Charles ran a hand through his hair, frustrat
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“Oh my goodness, you should try being a stand-up comedian,” Sadie said.Charles blinked. Either Sadie had gone completely crazy—or he had totally missed the new standard of humor.He managed to endure the rest of dinner without smashing a plate in rage. The two of them were unbearably annoying.Later that night, when the guy excused himself to the bathroom, Charles and Sadie were finally alone.“He’s a fan,” Sadie said. “His father begged me. Maybe this was the only thing that could help him. As you can see, he's a bit…some mental stuff.”Charles glanced at the guy earlier; he did look harmless enough but since Sadie was saying this. Well? “Please just pretend you don’t know anything,” Sadie added.“Of course,” Charles said flippantly. “He’s using your room, right?” He was already heading toward the kitchen.“Just ignore us. His father will be back tomorrow to take him to the hospital.”Charles narrowe
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Sadie’s body was already numb with horror. She hadn’t been here long—just a few minutes—but she’d lost count of the screams she’d heard. In the center of the vast, dim hall, a man stood beside another man who was tied upside down. A large flame burned just beneath him, licking dangerously close to his face. One slip, and the man would be roasted alive. He’d stopped crying a while ago. The man in the center suddenly looked at Sadie. She snapped her gaze away. He was terrifying—far more than she’d like to admit. His footsteps echoed slowly as he approached her. He stopped a few feet away and studied her in silence. “Is he coming?” he asked no one in particular. “Yes, boss. He’ll be here in less than two minutes,” someone replied. “Should we just kill her?” he asked again, his tone disturbingly casual. Sadie’s heart lurched. She looked at him, her eyes pleading. She c
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She slipped away quickly, heart pounding. What if Charles was a stalker? Or worse—someone sent after her?How had they even met? She rewound that night in her head.She’d always known Charles carried influence, but nothing prepared her for this. No mafia movie could. Seeing the man you love—someone you imagined a future with—kill without hesitation and give quiet kill orders afterward… it was horrifying.A presence behind her made her freeze.She turned.Charles stood there, still shirtless, tattoos and scars catching the light.“You okay?” he asked.She nodded weakly. “I… was… I thought… you’re—” She forced a nervous smile.“We can use my room together tonight,” he said simply.She almost refused. But what was safer—sleeping alone in a house that reeked of gasoline, or staying close to him where she could watch every move?“I… your room. Yeah,” she stammered.He turned and led the way
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“Me?” Charles asked, feigning innocence.Sadie shot him a look.“I mean… obviously you should be thinking about me,” Charles went on. “I spent three hours doing your makeup. Look in the mirror and appreciate the masterpiece.”Sadie scoffed. “Masterpiece? Please. This is natural beauty. This—” she gestured dramatically at her face “—is all me.”“If three-plus hours of makeup counts as ‘natural,’ I’d hate to see what ‘artificial’ looks like,” Charles said, deadpan.She turned to him with a half-glare. “You’re joking, right?”“No, honey. I’m dead serious. Why do you think I insisted on driving you myself? I was terrified the Uber driver would see your face, get distracted, and crash.”Sadie cleared her throat, smug. “Yeah. I get that a lot. Even without makeup, guys can’t help tripping over me.”“Wow. You’re unbelievable,” Charles muttered. “That’s not even what I meant. I just don’t want some random guy to run you
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“I see you were shagging my sister in public over there,” Damien said casually. “Makes me wonder what you two do when no one’s watching.”Charles chuckled. “Don’t mind us, brother-in-law. We’re trying as much as possible not to have kids before marriage. We’re really using stuff.”Damien shifted his gaze to Sadie.By now, Sadie was struggling to keep a straight face. She couldn’t get over the fact that Damien had suddenly appeared out of nowhere to “show support.” It made her uncharacteristically nervous.“Miss Sadie!” one of her PR team called, rushing over.Two more joined, and together they led her away to handle preparations.Now, Charles was left alone with Damien.The fake smile Damien had been wearing vanished the moment Sadie walked off.“We could hang out over there if you don’t mind,” Damien said, pointing toward a shaded spot a short distance away.Charles followed him, and the two sat under
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“Oh… shit,” Hardin ran a hand through his hair. “But she didn’t suspect anything, right?”“I shot the scumbags in front of her.”Hardin cussed under his breath.“I’m telling you this so you can keep your eyes on her. I didn’t explain myself to her, but I’ve distracted her, and hopefully she’ll forget about it,” Charles said.Hardin almost asked Charles if he really thought Sadie was some little kid. Distract her? Seriously? But he didn’t say anything. The Charles he knew was so damn stubborn—once his mind was set, nothing could convince him otherwise.“Any info about Lauren?” Charles asked.“Um, none, sir,” Hardin lied smoothly. “But my two eyes are on her.” He pointed two fingers at his eyes dramatically.“I have to go now. Go back and keep your eyes on her,” Charles said, already walking off.Hardin wiped his sweaty palms against his pants. What the fuck was he doing? He’d just lied to Charles without even bli