The CEO’s Regret My Ex-Wife is a Tech Goddess novel Chapter 1

"I just asked to postpone your birthday. Is it really necessary to throw a tantrum and demand a divorce?"

Ethan Harrington frowned, shooting Alaina Rossi a cold glare.

Alaina offered a bitter smile, too exhausted to even argue.

"I'm not throwing a tantrum. Just sign the papers."

Her indifferent tone caused a flicker of panic in Ethan's eyes, though he tried his best to suppress his rising anger. "Lily has depression, and celebrating your birthday right now would trigger her and make her condition worse. Be a little more understanding and stop acting out."

Understanding.

Alaina was truly sick of that word.

When Lily was cold and he brought her a jacket, Alaina was understanding.

When Lily was hungry and he rushed over with food, Alaina was understanding.

Even when Lily's pet dog sneezed, he dropped everything to take care of it.

"I'm done being understanding. Ethan, let's just go our separate ways," Alaina said softly.

"Are you absolutely sure about this?"

Ethan stared at her, the chill in his gaze deepening. "Once you sign this, there's no going back. Are you really willing to leave me and give up your position as Mrs. Harrington?"

Alaina frowned. What did he take her for?

A beggar waiting for his scraps? A gold digger blinded by vanity?

A suffocating wave of despair washed over her, bringing with it an agonizing sting that pierced her heart.

The pain left her momentarily speechless.

"Forever love..."

The custom ringtone he had set exclusively for that specific person chimed from Ethan's phone, and the coldness in his eyes instantly melted into warmth.

A second later, a delicate, tearful voice leaked through the speaker.

He rubbed his temples and quickly agreed, "Alright, I'll be right there."

After hanging up, he looked back at Alaina, his tone returning to a cold detachment.

"Lily got hurt, so I need to go check on her. We'll celebrate your birthday another time. Go buy yourself a gift and cool off."

Tossing a credit card onto the table, Ethan grabbed his car keys and strode toward the door. As he reached the threshold, he turned back with a final warning. "Don't ever mention divorce again. Alaina, I don't have the patience to coddle you every single time."

The sound of his car speeding away soon echoed from outside.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify