The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor By LiLhyz Chapter 121: Avenge The Tarts

Cruise Day Three.

“Wifey, I’m sorry. I didn’t think they would serve canapes with anchovies.” Evan massaged Shantelle’s back. “I had them take back the compliments. They willingly made you some seafood ramen for free to soothe your stomach.”

The couple was about to start their dinner at the cruise ship’s seafood restaurant when Shantelle took a whiff of the anchovies’ unpleasant smell. She wound up puking in the outer areas of the restaurant, her frame leaning against the ship’s railings.

After wiping her face with a tissue, Shantelle searched for the restroom, saying, TH wash my face, Evan.”

“I’ll go with you,” he offered.

To the ladies’ room?” She objected. “It’s just six tables away, Hubby. I’ll be fine. I only need a fresh outlook at dinner before trying it again.”

Shantelle took one step and retreated, saying, “If they have those pineapple tarts from two days ago, I think that would make me feel better. I loved those.”

“Wifey, I already asked. They said they ran out. I’m sorry. However, we might stumble upon them on our next land tours,” Evan replied. On day one of the cruise, Shantelle tasted a pineapple tart and had been asking for it since. “When we do, I’ll buy as many as I can. I promise.”

Hearing Evan’s reply, Shantelle pouted her lip and walked in the restroom’s direction.

Inside the ladies’ room, Shantelle walked in just in time to hear a loud banging at the last cubicle. Her head turned to the source of the sound. Next, she heard moans of a man and a woman!

Shantelle felt utterly disgusted as she heard pants zipping and the woman giggling. She shook her head as she washed her hands. While washing her face, the unknown woman came out, rushing to the door. Shantelle did not bother to look and focused on freshening up.

“Well, well. If it isn’t Doctor Shant.” Shantelle shifted to the last cubicle door and saw a familiar man, but she could not put a name to his face. He had a brownish complexion. He was tall and well-built. Shantelle could not deny the man was charming with his form, but of course, no one could beat her man.

“Don’t you remember me?” The man asked. “You operated on me two years ago. Allen Banks.”

“Oh.” Shantelle’s mouth formed into a big 0. How could she have forgotten the man whose girlfriend accused her of being a mistress?!

beautiful,” Allen described. “Damn! I should have

towel

woman was Alien’s girlfriend, Bridget something. She could not remember. She recalled how this woman stalked her for days at Warlington Hospital, thinking she was Allen’s side bitch. “You are fucking

are still together?” Shantelle could not help but ask. She just witnessed Allen banging a woman, but apparently, he was

you, isn’t it? He is having an

his girlfriend, but soon, Bridget became irrational, screaming

came here to wash my face, then I found your boyfriend in the woman’s restroom! Don’t spout untrue accusations!” Shantelle barked. She walked to the door and claimed, “I am a happily married

shut the door hard and

woman frantically shouting from the restroom. She appeared to be slapping a man’s face

usher her and Allen outside the restaurant, for they

including how she was mistaken for the woman Allen had done in the restroom.

now. I put a stent on

used to patients like him. I just ignored him. After the operation, he sent me flowers and

was doing his cardiologist because they did it in

eyes, Evan said in irritation, “I’ll talk to the restaurant and schedule a meeting. I want to ensure that man clears you and the girl sees you

bothered by them, but she also considered that Bridget needed to understand how she had nothing to do with Allen. With a sigh, Shantelle replied, “Okay. I agree. No one

better. The warm soup, the hint of saltiness, and the noodles gave her happy hormones.

apologetic about the earlier

He thought they were helping Mister Banks. He said, “Is Mister Banks a regular customer? Is that why you don’t want me to meet

said, “I’ll arrange it, Mister

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the cruise ship. The ship had docked in Punta Cana and was off to meet with the owner of Caribbean Sales, the

the business to his son, but it was a failure. His only saving chance was for Evan to buy his

a meeting room when Shantelle saw the Caribbean dessert she had longed to have. She said, referring to

and reminded him, “Those pineapple tarts I’ve been yearning for