The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor By LiLhyz Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Misunderstand

The double doors abruptly opened, resulting in them banging against the wall. Mrs. Shaw and Nicole snapped their heads in Evan‘s direction.

Evan.” Nicole jolted in her stance as she called his name. “You – you startled us! Thank

goodness you returned early.”

Nicole still had a butterfly tape on her cheek. Part of her eye bag was still swollen with a purple tint on her skin. The crack on her lips had dried. Overall, she was better compared to how she was severely battered over a week ago. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

She pointed to the clothes scattered on the sofa and then to an empty box, saying, “You were probably too busy that you failed to pack Shantelle‘s clothes. So I did it for you.” When Evan did not answer, Nicole walked up to him and described, “The villa is amazing. It will be a good environment for me to heal better. With you –”

“What are you doing here, Nicole?!” In an ice–cold tone, Evan asked. His voice raised while he was at it.

“Evan? We – we talked about this, right?” Nicole said. “Evan, I was raped and assaulted because you left me at the club! I need a nurturing environment to get better. Aside from my wounds, my emotional trauma –”

“I never said! That you could live here!” Evan shot back, the veins on his neck protruding as he spoke. “This is mine and Shantelle‘s home!”

Nicole was taken aback. Her eyes widened at Evan‘s words. Her voice broke in and out as she replied, “Shantelle? But, Evan, you already divorced her.”

“It doesn‘t change the fact that this was our home. My father bought this as our marital home! Out of respect for Shantelle, I would never let another woman live here!” Evan announced. “And whoever told you I wanted Shantelle‘s clothes out of our bedroom? Did you really put your clothes in there?!”

“For one, I did not even agree that you live with me. I avoided answering your request because it was my way of politely rejecting it! Can‘t you take a hint?” Evan added. His eyes immediately shifted to the direction of the stairs, and he marched into the second level of the villa, finding his way to the master‘s bedroom. Evan was horrified when he looked at the contents of the walk–in closet. Nicole‘s clothes were certainly there!

Evan gulped. His brows met as he thought, ‘Just… what was Nicole thinking?‘

“Evan! Evan, I can explain,” Nicole had chased after him. Standing behind Evan, she reasoned, “Evan, I told you I was traumatized, and I only felt safe around you. I can sleep on the floor. I don‘t mind. I put my clothes there, so it‘s more convenient –”

“Enough,” Evan said. He turned to Nicole and ordered, “I want you to get your things out. I‘ll ask Howard to take you to your apartment.” Nicole‘s eyes widened. She said, “But Evan, I‘m afraid. I‘m afraid of being alone. I might have nightmares about how I was badly beaten and raped! We went out at the club together, but you ended up leaving me for Shantelle! Why? You have already divorced her, and she was with her

friends! Whereas, I – I was alone.”

Suddenly, Nicole collapsed on the floor, saying, “Evan, I would not be like this if you had not left me at the club. I was in an unfamiliar place – Evan, please. Don‘t you feel sorry for me at

all?”

Yet again, Evan felt guilty, but he also thought, ‘So I have to sacrifice my personal life because of that mistake?‘

Moreover, Evan considered how he had just gotten a divorce. He wanted his freedom, his time alone, and to experience a single life with his friends while holding the most powerful seat in his father‘s company. He did not want Nicole or any woman sleeping in the same house as him, much more, his marital home with Shantelle!

Evan groaned as he stabbed his hair with his fingers. He clenched his jaws and finally said, “I can‘t – I can‘t repay you for that mistake with my personal life – my private space. Please go to your apartment. I will hire a caregiver and security guard for you. I‘ll ask my assistant to find the best therapist who can help you return to your old mental and emotional health, but I‘m sorry, Nicole… You cannot live with me.”

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Nicole gave Evan one last glance. Her eyes watered as she entered the private car of the Thompsons.

Evan could tell Nicole hoped he would change his mind, but he would never. He did not judge Nicole just yet, but why did it feel like she was using the assault incident to force her way into his life?

When the car disappeared into the road, Evan returned to the villa. Seeing the maids, he instructed, “Please help Mrs. Shaw return Shanty‘s clothes to the room.”

“Yes, sir,” one maid replied.

“Mr. Thompson, there is something else you should know,” Mrs. Shaw reported.

Evan‘s brows met. He turned to Mrs. Shaw with his heart racing. ‘What else could it be?‘ He absolutely did not like the worried expression of Mrs. Shaw. Mrs. Shaw pressed her lips. Then, she revealed, “Just

before you arrived, the Misses.” She still resumed addressing Shantelle as the “Misses” of the house. Strangely, Evan did not seem to mind it at all.

“The Misses called the landline,” Mrs. Shaw revealed. “Shanty told me about a ring she ordered, but we never finished our conversation.”

Mrs. Shaw frowned. She added, “Because Miss Lively took the phone and said something to the Misses. I‘m afraid Shanty will misunderstand.”

“What did Nicole say to Shanty?” Evan asked as calmly as he could, but inside, his heart was drumming against his ribcage. “Miss Lively suggested that you are living together now – here in this home,” Mrs. Shaw described.

Silence fell upon the living room. The other maid looked at Mrs. Shaw before she also said, “I – I also heard it, Mr. –”

Evan rushed outside the villa, heading to his car without letting the maid finish.

More than an hour ago, at Warlington, Shantelle was completing her information online for medical school. She went back and forth from an old email to a new one, transferring files when a specific email reminder caught her attention.

Subject line: Winning Bidder for Jade Prosperity Ring.

Her eyes widened, remembering how she had bid for a twenty–four–carat male‘s ring with a jadeite head. The ring was supposed to be her belated gift to Evan – to congratulate him for taking the CEO seat of his father‘s company. She had forgotten all about it since she and Evan had been arguing a lot before the divorce. Shantelle carefully read the email and confirmed that she had won the bid and had twenty four hours to complete the payment.

She thought about canceling the order, but then again, she considered how the ring would look good on Evan. In the end, Shantelle decided to push through with the order and gave delivery instructions. She did not dare to speak to Evan. Instead, she made a long–distance call to the villa‘s home phone in Rose Hills. When Mrs. Shaw picked up the call, Shantelle said, “Mrs. Shaw, I‘m glad it‘s you.” “Oh, Misses! How are you, dearest Shanty?” Mrs. Shaw asked. “It‘s so nice to hear your voice.”

“I‘m… coping, Mrs. Shaw. Your voice also brings me joy,” Shantelle answered. “Anyway, Mrs. Shaw, I ordered a ring for –” “Is that Shantelle?” Shantelle heard a woman‘s voice.

The next thing she knew, the same woman took over the call, and she introduced herself,” Shantelle, this is Nicole. Evan and I are living together now. Thank you for setting Evan free. We can finally be together the way it should have been… two years ago.” It was Nicole Lively, and she was living with Evan in their marital home! Learning of this, Shantelle cried. The news broke her heart completely. Shantelle was certain Nicole sensed her weeping as well. Still, remembering that she was the woman who came in between Nicole and Evan, she faintly replied, “Congratulations, Nicole. You have already won. Take care of Evan. Goodbye.”

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Meanwhile, in a private community within Rose Hills, Evan was ringing the gates to the Scotts ‘mansion. 1 “Shanty! Shanty!”