My CEO Ex-husband Wants Me Back

Chapter 1

Should I call Jacobo and ask for help? Ero is blackmailing me! I can sense it, but Jacobo is too busy today. He mentioned that he would be tied up with back-to-back meetings.

And what if I tell Jacobo about this? What would he do? Will he help me silence Ero, or will he leave me and go back to his wife? God! That can't happen! I won't be able to survive without Jacobo by my side.

I am really into him, and I love him so much. He's the only one I have. My mom and dad left me because they have their own families to care about. Jacobo promised me that he will leave his wife and child someday and marry me, and we'll spend the rest of our lives together. So I am holding onto that.

I sighed and decided to call Ero again. After five rings, he finally answered. "Yes, Babe?" he said. I really wanted to tell him, "Yes, Babe, that's what your face looks like!" but he might get annoyed and show the picture to Mrs. Smith.

For sure, she would cause a scene, and the news of me being the other woman would spread throughout the entire subdivision! What would I face in front of my neighbors? What would Mommy and Daddy say when they find out about this? Not that they even check up on me, but they might ignore me even more once they find out. I took a deep breath and reluctantly spoke to Ero on the other line.

Ugh! He's so annoying and meddlesome! He has no connection to Jacobo and me, so I don't understand why he feels the need to interfere! I didn't do anything to him!

"Where are you? Let's meet," I said. I heard him say, "Woah, chill," but I could clearly hear the teasing tone in his voice. "Wow, babe, you missed me that fast? You just saw me earlier," he replied. I sighed and clenched my fist in anger. "Come on, Ero, I'm not playing games with you," I pleaded. "I'm serious! Where are you? I need to talk to you." He audibly sighed on the other line.

"You're head over heels for me, huh? Fine, since it sounds like you missed me that bad, I'm here at my house." I didn't respond and quickly walked out of my house towards his.

I saw him immediately at the main door of his house, leaning against the side, smirking with his arms crossed. Psh. It's already evening, and he's still topless? Doesn't he feel cold, this meddling demon? I flinched when I realized I had been staring at his defined chest and eight-pack abs for too long.

Did I just embarrass myself in front of him?! I ignored his annoying grin and approached him quickly. I glared at him to hide my embarrassment.

"What do you want?!" I asked him directly.

"I'll keep my mouth shut about your affair, but in exchange, I'll have you..." He paused and looked at me from head to toe, making me self-conscious and my face turn red. "...and your sexy little body."

"You're going to be my secretary slash girlfriend." My eyes widened at what he said. Okay, being his secretary would be fine, but a girlfriend?! Ew, that's gross!

I looked at him from head to toe, and when I returned my gaze to his face, he raised an eyebrow at my action. "Eww! I don't want to be the girlfriend of a filthy man like you! You're a dirty man!" He gave me a disdainful look, but I ignored it.

"Every day, different women come in and out of your house! For sure, you have AIDS, HIV, and STDs!" He smirked at me, and this time his gaze lingered on me from head to toe. I couldn't help but feel self-conscious, as if he had x-ray vision.

"You know," he said to me, "you're just wasting your bra." I noticed that he stared at my chest for a while, so I automatically crossed my arms to cover my chest. He laughed at my action.

"Wh-why did you bring up bras in our conversation?!" I angrily shouted at him while glaring. If my gaze could kill, he would have died by now.

"You're only an A cup. Why are you even wearing a bra? You can go without it since you look... flat-chested," he laughed. I immediately approached him and started hitting his arm.

"Pervert! You're a pervert!" I said to him. He didn't stop laughing, and it seemed like my hits didn't affect him. I stopped when I got tired, and it seemed like my hands hurt more than his arm did. His arm was so firm.

"But seriously, Ken, I really need a pretend girlfriend right now. Many girls are chasing after me since my dad passed the company to me. I'm the new CEO, and girls are coming to my office non-stop, claiming that I've impregnated them, which I haven't because I'm always prepared."

I squinted my eyes at his words. "That's still not enough reason for me to say yes, Mr. Bachelor!" I said sarcastically. This guy wants to use me to escape from the women he has disrespected and impregnated! What if they team up and hunt me down, and the next day my lifeless body is found floating in Burnham Lake?

He grabbed his phone and looked for something. "Maybe this photo..." I noticed he took a longer look at it and showed it to me. "...would be enough to convince you, no?"