The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

Chapter 9: One Last Time

Evan managed to flee from Shantell‘s friends. Unfortunately, his beloved sports car did not escape Shantelle‘s vomit.

“Urggh. This is awful!” Shantelle said in disgust after throwing up on the side of Evan‘s car. Her dress got partly stained, and she absolutely reeked of alcohol.“I’m never going to drink

again.”

‘Damn, my favorite car.‘ Evan was behind the wheel. His other hand stretched to Shantelle‘s back. He stroked her back, saying, “You are never drinking again, Shanty. You got that?! You can‘t hold your liquor.”

“Ha! It‘s your fault I‘m drinking, you asshole!” She unwittingly said before heaving. She rolled back the car windows and emptied the contents of her stomach. Yes, she puked on the empty streets as Evan drove through the night.

“I‘m not taking you to your parents like that,” Evan announced before taking another turn. After thirty minutes, they arrived at their villa.

Evan carried Shantelle, princess style. Aş he paced into the house, Shantelle kept spouting nonsense. “Oh, home sweet home. I‘ll never see you again. Will you miss me?”

“Oh, it‘s the Misses!” Mrs. Shaw walked up to Evan.

make chicken soup for Shanty, Mrs. Shaw? Bring it up to the room when it‘s ready,” Evan requested. After seeing

prepared the bath. After achieving the proper water temperature, he returned to Shantelle and carried her into the

take a bath, Shanty,” he suggested. “I‘ll ask

do as he thought, Shantelle had already

stink – ah, my bath! I miss my bath! My favorite bathtub. I will never see you again, “Shantelle said as she carelessly lay on the tub. Evan had no choice but to aid her. He figured, since they had already been intimate a

continuing by yourself?” Evan

and with narrowed eyes, she said, “I can take a

you once in a while.” It took half an hour for Shantelle to finish. By that time, Mrs. Shaw had already brought the chicken broth and placed it on the room‘s coffee table. Evan instructed her, “Can you help the Misses out of the bath?” “Certainly, Mr. Thompson,” Mrs. Shaw confirmed. After some time, Shantelle came out with a robe over her body. Mrs. Shaw guided her to the coffee table and encouraged, “Have some soup, Misses. It will help you feel better.” Since Evan carried Shantelle, he also

was feeding Shantelle. When he came out of the bathroom, Shantelle was already sleeping

Her face

she had probably cried so much. It made Evan feel tightness in his chest, knowing he was the root of her

you?”

his eyes helplessly falling, he climbed onto the other side of the bed. He covered Shantelle and himself with a blanket and pulled her into his arms. He shut his eyes and easily wandered

of the night, Shantelle said in her

against his chest, and soothed her back, saying, “I‘m here.” He clenched his jaws, saying, “I’m sorry, Shanty. I’m sorry.” Soon Shantelle awoke and realized she was in Evan‘s arms. She cried for real. She said, “I‘m going to miss you, Evan. I‘m going to miss you.” “Shanty, we live in the same city. We are still going to see each other,” he said, but Shantelle kept weeping until she was out of breath. In the next few minutes, Shantelle was silent. Then she looked up at Evan and faintly asked,” Evan,