All Chapters of Her Ex-husband Is A God Of War: Chapter 251
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“Did you disobey them or something?” Charles asked dryly. The last thing he wanted right now was to get dragged into some parent–child drama. He already had more than enough on his plate.The two adults soon crossed the street toward them.“I’m so sorry for the inconvenience she might have caused you,” the woman said politely, forcing a smile. “We were scolding her when she suddenly dashed out of the house.”Charles glanced at the girl. Her eyes were wide and pleading—don’t let them take me.He turned back to the couple. “Please… take it easy on her,” he said curtly, already stepping away. He wasn’t exactly the Good Samaritan type. No way he was volunteering himself into a mess that didn’t belong to him.But something made him glance back. Maybe instinct.The girl was silently gesturing for help with her fingers.Charles bit his lower lip. If this turned out to be some kind of stunt, he swore he’d never help anyone again
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Now, that was something Charles was never going to do. No matter how you spun it, he wasn’t about to become anyone’s father.He pushed the car door open and stepped out, heading straight for the man who looked like the leader of the black-suited entourage. The girl trailed nervously behind him.From the way she’d described her boyfriend, Charles was already betting the man in front of him was the “junkie.” He didn’t look like one. Clean-cut. Expensive watch. Dangerous calm.“Do we really have to do this, babe?” the man asked lazily, leaning against a sleek car.She flashed him a shaky smile. “I should’ve told you earlier, but that night… you weren’t the only one. I also slept with him.” She grabbed Charles’s arm dramatically.The guy’s eyes iced over instantly as they flicked toward Charles.“So you don’t need to worry about me anymore,” she continued, voice trembling. “I didn’t mean to cheat on you, but that night—”“Sh
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August hesitated, confused. “Some guys have been sneaking around, asking questions. They’re cops—pretending to be workers. They’ll piece it together soon.”“And?”“I came to warn you,” August said quickly. “Since Thomas is handling the case, we could bury it if you want. I can make a move now to keep Miss Sadie’s name clean.”Charles’ gaze hardened. “Why would you do that?”August blinked, taken aback. “S–sir?”“Don’t waste energy where it’s not needed.”August froze, stunned by the cold dismissal. “I’m sorry, really sorry if I’m crossing a line,” he stammered. “But… are you with Miss Sadie because of some operation?”Charles’ brow lifted slowly.August turned halfway, then spun fully back to face him. “I mean, forgive me if I’m wrong, sir, but… you don’t seem to care about her as much as you act like you do. I just told you the cops are close to finding out she killed Cox, and you’re not doing anything?”
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Hardin arrived at Lauren’s house at exactly 7:59 p.m.She’d been checking the clock since forever, getting increasingly irritated that he still wasn’t there. She’d almost called to lash out at him—did he not know it was already evening? What time, exactly, did he think “evening” was supposed to be?When the doorbell finally rang, a wave of relief washed through her—relief she didn’t even realize she’d been holding onto.She smoothed her expression into her usual mask of nonchalance and opened the door.“I was busy with something and didn’t notice how late it got,” she lied immediately.“Same here. Got caught up too,” he replied.She crossed her arms. “How long are you planning to keep working for Sadie? Until you get the revenge you want? Or are you actually okay working with her after that?”Hardin smirked. “Are you okay with that?”Ugh. He always knew how to flip things back on her. And damn it, that look he g
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Charles woke up to find Sadie scrolling through her phone. A small travel bag sat by the couch in the sitting room. He glanced around—no unfamiliar faces, no unexpected drama. Good. She ended her call and looked up at him with a soft smile. “Good morning, babe.” Charles blinked. “Babe?” She laughed lightly. “Are you not my babe?” Then, almost too casually, she added, “I’ll be gone for a few days. A little vacation. You can call if you need anything.” He nodded slowly. “You’re all set to go?” “Yeah. Anything you want to say before I leave?” “Just… you didn’t mention this yesterday.” “Am I supposed to?” she teased with a smile. “I thought it was mutual. You disappear for your mysterious errands without telling me anything, don’t you?” “It’s—” “I know,” she cut in gently. “It’s complicated, Charles. That’s why I don’t know anything about
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“I guess you really do have a weird way of saying thank you,” Charles muttered.“How did you know—”“I didn’t expect us to be having this kind of conversation,” Charles cut her off, glancing at her briefly. “Not this soon, Sadie. We’ve spent over a month together.”“Pull the car over,” she demanded suddenly.“Check the rearview mirror,” he said quietly.She did—and froze. A car was tailing them at an insane speed. Only then did she realize just how fast Charles was driving.Panic gripped her chest. A harsh, cold kind. She hated how helpless she felt. If Charles hadn’t shown up at the airport, she had no idea what would’ve happened to her. She was terrified—of the attack, of the unknown, and of the fact that she didn’t really know who Charles was. She’d been planning to leave to clear her head… but now? She buried her face in her palms, breathing unevenly.She didn’t know how long she stayed like that. But when she finall
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“Are you even listening to me at all?” she cut through his thoughts.“You’re beautiful, Sadie,” he muttered.“What?”“I mean…” He cleared his throat. “I had a lot to handle that day, and Natasha kind of heard about it. Then I found out her grandma was in Spain, and I had to use her help—it was the only sensible thing to do at the time.”“Why didn’t you tell me before you left?”“Because, hey…” Charles frowned. “Are you blaming me for what happened?”A frown creased her face. “What?”“Right from the day we met Natasha, you could’ve just told her I was your fiancé. None of this would’ve happened.”She grabbed his hands. “Please…don’t tell her that.”Charles swallowed hard, curious about her fear. Then he smirked, not wanting to complicate things.“You’re the only one who doesn’t know how charming and irresistible I am, Sadie,” he said. “That woman will ask me out soon if we don’t tell her I’m tak
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Charles watched, amused, as Sadie hyped herself up. Of course, she couldn’t just be here without acting like a kid. Within minutes, the whole place was filled with her laughter.Secretly, when she wasn’t looking, Charles snapped a few pictures. He didn’t know why—he wasn’t usually the type—but he couldn’t let this moment slip by.Minutes later, they were driving away from the beach. Charles noticed her lips again and her face, and his chest tightened at the memory of what those men had done to her yesterday.“Do you have any plans for the rest of today?” he asked.“Umm… no. I was supposed to be back tomorrow evening.”“Can we go on a date, then? I don’t think we’ve done that since we met.”“We’re not kids, Charles. Dates are for high schoolers.”“Really? Babe?”“Yeah… I mean…” she laughed. “And I’m not a baby. Babe is like baby.”“You know, when a man calls you ‘babe,’ you’ve won a lottery to his heart.
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Emmy was quiet the entire time at the tombstone of her grandfather. She had almost not called Roger, but at the last minute decided to—hoping he might be busy and wouldn’t come. To her surprise, he had.Her parents soon left for an important business meeting.“Goodbye, ma’am,” Roger bowed respectfully as they left.Once they were out of earshot, he turned to Emmy, his expression unreadable.“Shall we go now?” he asked. She hadn’t spoken once. The audacity of calling him at the last minute—does she think the world revolves around her? She’d pay for this.“Babe?” he called, stepping closer to see her face. Damn—she was crying.“What’s wrong with you?” he asked, trying to mask irritation, but failing.“He’s… my favorite person,” she choked out.“Been dead for, what, two years?” A scowl crept across his face.“Ten years,” she whispered.“You barely knew him. Let’s go. I have important things to do.
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It was 3 p.m. when Charles and Sadie finally stepped into the restaurant for their first proper meal of the day. Ironically, Charles had been the one to suggest the date, the manicure, and all those girly detours Sadie loved—but he was the one regretting it now.He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the glass door and winced.The makeup artist had almost turned him into a beauty-pageant contestant before he’d begged for mercy. Even now… yeah, this wasn’t his proudest look.“My favorite chef just started working here,” Sadie said as they walked through the reception.“He’s that good?” Charles asked, scanning the place. It was quiet—few diners, soft music, no chaos.“I love that he moved here,” Sadie said. “People here respect privacy. If this were his old place, I’d have been mobbed for autographs by now.”And true to her words, when they passed a couple, they simply smiled at her and moved on.Inside, there was only one ot