The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

Chapter 21: Missing Shanty

“Evan, tomorrow, we can strike another deal,” Mr. Romanov suggested. “It’s good that you decided to visit. At least you can see how serious I am being a client in the many years to come.

Mr. Romanov had taken Evan for a tour, driving from one showroom to another. “I expect over a hundred shipments to happen next year, so we can agree on a fair price where we both will be happy.”

Evan laughed. He replied, “Yes, that we should do.”

They were talking while walking around Mr. Romanov’s enormous car showroom when a woman with dark brown hair approached them. She was tall, slender, and had an elegant face, with chocolate brown eyes.

“Ah, Alina,” Mr. Romanov called, “Come meet Mr. Thompson.”

“Mr. Thompson, since you have already divorced, it would be good to meet other women then, “Mr. Romanov said. “Alina is one of our primary models for the

“I’m not interested in seeing anyone, Mr. Romanov,” Evan quickly interrupted.

“Oh, come on.” Mr. Romanov pointed at the girl, saying, “Isn’t she gorgeous?”

Evan glanced at the girl and saw her smiling his way. He studied her clothes and disapproved of how revealing it was. He returned his attention to Mr. Romanov, saying, “I prefer a conservative one.”

It had been a few days since Evan was in Russia. The trip was primarily for business, but he also used the time to think things through, especially about Shantelle.

Now and then, Mr. Romanov would introduce him to a woman, whether an employee or an acquaintance, but he found himself comparing them to Shantelle.

“I don’t find her attractive at all.”

“I prefer on who can cook. My ex–wife used to prepare my meals.”

“I see, you are interested in fashion? My ex–wife is interested in biology.”

No matter how attractive or achieved the women seemed, Evan could not bring himself to like any of them. It was as if they could not compare to his ex–wife!

On another occasion, Mr. Romanov invited Evan to dinner with his family. He met his son, who, after dinner, required help with his homework.

Evan and Mr. Romanov were drinking coffee when the boy walked in. “Dad, Mom, doesn’t know this, and I was sick last week, so I missed the lesson. It’s biology!”

Mr. Romanov said. “I have

doesn’t know this,” Valentin

his son, but having missed school for a long time, all he could say

offered, “Let me try. What’s your homework

said the young

proteins, carbohydrates, lipids, and nucleic acids,” Evan suggested. “Let me see how I

knowledge about biological molecules. “Proteins repair and build your body’s tissues, allow metabolic reactions, and coordinate bodily functions. Which is why getting protein into your diet

done, he smiled and

not know you were very

he added, “She always incorporated biology into our daily life. She was stern with my diet and reminded me of how each body molecule works. Every day was a new lesson learned with

“She

Shantelle would talk about photosynthesis as she directed where the plants around the garden should go. Back then, he felt it was unnecessary,

you are still so hung up on your ex–wife.

to admit that part of him wanted to see her, and he definitely did not like how

he repeated in

sorry for Nicole, but other than that, he never missed her or longed for her. Evan rarely dated in his college years. When he went out with a girl, it was only for a

upon his return.

his dinner with Mr. Romanov, Evan called his assistant back in Rose Hills. When James answered, he directed, “James, send a

the florist to add an

That’s good to hear. I thought Miss Shanty was lovely. I’ll do that first thing in the

day of meeting with Mister Romanov and his

James said, “Sir, the flower shop said there was no Shantelle Scott at the address I gave him. I’ll

gone. They probably went to the wrong house. Ask them to send it again. I’ll

“Call the Sarah Kate boutique and have the gown I ordered for Shanty delivered.”

me and Shanty a package to Paris. I

That’s well noted,” James replied with enthusiasm, for he wholeheartedly supported his boss‘ change

but Evan

at the house, Sir. Maybe I

I’ll personally go to the Scotts and give Shantelle the flowers. Have it sent to the villa. It’s about time that I speak

There was always that possibility that Shantelle would reject the trip to Paris, but he did not care. He had to try. Buying the tickets

a nap. Just before shutting his eyes, he thought