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!”

your nanny?” Mr. Romanov said. “I have

doesn’t know

having missed school for a long time,

from across the table. He offered,

molecules,” said the

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

repair and build your body’s tissues, allow metabolic reactions, and coordinate bodily functions. Which is

notes, Mr. Romanov nodded approvingly. After the boy was done, he

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

my ex–wife.” Evan paused. Then, 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

“She

we did not marry early,” Evan added. Evan remembered when Shantelle would talk about photosynthesis as she directed where the plants around the garden should go.

revealed. “No wonder you are still so hung up

wanted to see her, and he

her,‘ he

this way with any other woman, even with Nicole, whom he thought he liked in the past. He felt sorry for Nicole, but other than that, he never missed her or longed

Shantelle upon his return. He wanted to understand what he

Rose Hills. When James answered, he directed, “James, send a bouquet or roses to Shanty at the Scotts‘

“Ask the florist to add an

James answered, “Oh, Sir. That’s good to hear. I thought Miss Shanty was lovely. I’ll do that first thing in the

of meeting with Mister Romanov and his executives,

said there was no Shantelle Scott at the

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

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

a package to Paris. I want the best hotel, first–class tickets, and excursions to

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

but Evan received bad

flower shop insisted that there was no Shantelle Scott at the house, Sir. Maybe I should deliver

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

details, and I’ll print them when I get home.” 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 of showing Shantelle his

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