The Ex-Wife’s Billion Dollar Comeback Novel

---- Chapter 121: The Scent Of Regret ~ Calum ~ "I'd like to speak to Soraya Azar, please," Calum asked the receptionist. "Aren't you Calum Montclair?" the receptionist asked, staring at him. "Lam. I'd like to speak with Miss Azar," Calum repeated. On the surface, he looked calm. His posture was straight, his expression composed, carrying an air of authority. But inside, arestlessness stirred, a flicker of panic he refused to name. Admitting he was wrong about Soraya was something he still couldn't bring himself to do. Besides, he still needed to get answers from Soraya.

"Miss Azar is not here, sir. | believe she is taking a break," the receptionist said. Immediately, Calum frowned. He did recall Silas posting that Soraya was going on vacation, but he never expected it to be so soon. He was about to leave when Silas stepped out of the office. "Well, what do we have here?" Silas said, frowning. Calum wasn't planning on admitting his intentions, but the receptionist said, "Mr. Ward, Mr. Montclair was looking for Soraya." "Looking for Soraya?" Silas frowned. "What for?" "\-" Calum's jaw tightened.

He said, "I was considering getting a license for NeuroSentinel." "Oh," Silas said. "Well, Soraya is away. She won't be back until next week. However, Soraya is not in charge of sales. It's ---- either one of the sales team or me. Unfortunately, though, all of NeuroSentinel's licenses are sold out." Calum frowned. He repeated, "Sold out? How can a software be sold out?" Silas made a face. "| just don't have enough engineers to process any more requests. The next available slot is sometime next year. Maybe." "That's absurd, and you know it," Calum hissed. "Call it whatever you want, Mr.

Montclair,' Silas said, flashing his bright smile, which really irritated Calum. Since Soraya was not around, he turned on his heel and went straight to the lift. When he pressed the button for the basement, he heard Silas's voice. "You should just... leave Soraya alone," Silas said, apparently walking after him. "Don't think | don't know the words you said to her while getting your divorce certificate." "Soraya is not that kind of woman, Calum. She wouldn't even use me-someone hot and sexy. Why in the fucking world would she try a middle-aged man?" Silas pointed out.

"Look, Soraya has moved on. You should, too. Aren't you happy with Rose?" Calum frowned. He felt wronged for being questioned that way. He said, "Of course, | am happy with Rose." "Then leave Soraya alone! Whatever she does with her life, it has nothing to do with you!" Silas said, louder this time. After speaking, he made sure no one was around to have witnessed their exchange. "Soraya is Sage's mother. She needs to maintain a good image," Calum shot back. "Who the hell even knows Soraya is Sage's mother, huh?" Silas ---- retorted.

"Just a handful of aunts you can easily silence- compared to thousands of prominent, affluent people who believe Rose is Sage's mother. Surely, you're not worried about a few aunts." Silas then stabbed a finger in Calum's chest, saying, " Remember this. You left Soraya for Rose. Stick to that. Have some pride, and just focus on your precious Rose Becket." "Of course, | am!" Calum retorted. "Good, because there's no way you came here personally only to get NeuroSentinel's license," Silas said. "You can deny it, but | can smell the scent of regret from you even from a distance." "What regret?

| am Calum Montclair. | don't regret anything," Calum said firmly. "Oh, my bad." Silas chuckled. "You can say those words now, but | don't know if you'll say the same thing... maybe, | don't know, a few months from now, maybe a year." Silas winked at Calum, adding, "Good luck with Rose, and don' t ever come back here. You are not welcome here, Mr. Montclair." ee ~ Soraya ~ It was another day on the island resort. Soraya groaned, feeling the weight of Jacob's body on top of her. "Jacob." She tried to push him away, but the man was truly heavy. " Jacob, | can't breathe.

Let go of my breast." Half of Jacob's frame covered Soraya's slender body, their legs intertwined, his hand firmly holding her breast as if it were ---- glued to her skin. Then, down below, Soraya felt it. Something, maybe a snake, was twitching inside of her. Of course, Soraya knew it was not a snake, but Jacob's already hard sex! After going at it for four rounds throughout the day, they had made love again in bed, but because they were too exhausted, Jacob remained inside her as they both dozed off. "Jacob. | need to go to the bathroom," Soraya called again, and finally he hummed awake.

He squeezed her breast lightly before kissing her cheek. " Good morning." Jacob rolled off her completely, freeing her bosom. "Aww." She grumbled. She arched her back, feeling her body so sore. Soraya could not believe they had so much sex, but she had no regrets either... until she tried to get out of bed. When she stepped on the floor, she noticed her knees wobbling. The second she got up, she felt it. "Abhh!" Soraya slid on the floor, holding on to the sheets for help. "Ara!" Jacob called, getting up and running to her side.

Before taking Jacob's hand, she glared at him, saying, "Jacob, my legs are shaking. | can't walk! This is your fault!" "What?" Jacob teased. "Weren't you the one who said 'harder?' "Jacob!" Soraya snapped, and he laughed. He held Soraya up and into the bathroom. ---- After Soraya relieved her bladder, Jacob helped her shower. He assisted her as they washed together, with Soraya seated on the concrete shower stool. The entire time, he was amused, appearing proud of what he had done. Then, while putting shampoo on her hair, he said, "You know the good thing about this?

You can't run away from me." Soraya, "... Fortunately, Jacob did let Soraya rest that day. They went to the spa and had a massage. In the afternoon, they lay on the beach's sunlounge and simply enjoyed the sun in each other's arms. But Soraya couldn't resist Jacob for long, not with Veronica's gift teasing them toward a night that burned hotter than either intended.