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!”

nanny?” Mr. Romanov said. “I have a guest,

doesn’t know

having missed school for a long time, all he could

from across the table. He offered, “Let me try. What’s your

said the young

Evan suggested. “Let me see how I

tissues,

After the boy was done,

I did not know you were very keen on biology,” Mr.

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.

“She

marry early,” Evan added. Evan remembered when Shantelle would talk about photosynthesis as she directed where the plants around the

Romanov revealed. “No wonder you are still so hung up

to see her, and he definitely did not like how she cut all communications with him. ‘I guess…

he repeated in his

he never missed her or longed for her. Evan rarely dated in

upon his return. He wanted to understand what

When

“Ask the florist to add

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

had an entire day of meeting with Mister Romanov

shop said there was no Shantelle Scott at the address I gave him. I’ll deliver

plate with me being gone. They probably went to the wrong house. Ask them to send

have the gown I

the company that I’ll take a week’s leave upon my return. Book me and Shanty a package to Paris. I want the best hotel, first–class tickets, and excursions to

well noted,” James replied with enthusiasm, for he wholeheartedly supported his boss‘

came, but Evan received bad

Shantelle Scott at the house, Sir.

Evan was on his way to the airport when James called. “It’s fine. Ask for a new bouquet by tomorrow. 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 to Shantelle,” Evan instructed. “And the gown?” “Sarah Kate will deliver the gown today, Sir,” James confirmed. “And the tickets

Evan knew he was thinking ahead. 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 and reserving the rooms was his way

boarded the aircraft. He settled in his seat in the first–class cabin and took a nap. Just before shutting his eyes, he thought only