Ch. Ex-Boyfriend 40 Ex-Boyfriend 40

Chapter 7 

“Sir, could it be that you quarreled with Madam, and she left home in a fit of anger?” the housekeeper asked. 

‘Impossible!” Logan snapped instinctively. 

Since being with Arissa, he had always treated her with tenderness-he had never once argued with her. 

Besides, two days ago when he left, she hadn’t shown the slightest sign of displeasure. 

Two days ago…? 

.ogan froze. 

Two days ago, Angela had come to the villa to see him. Could it be… she had discovered their elationship then? 

No. That was impossible! 

He had always hidden things well. He only ever met Angela in the back garden, and at that time, 

he had been having breakfast-she couldn’t have found out. 

But after contacting all of her friends and hearing that none of them knew where she had gone, 

anic consumed him. He immediately ordered his assistant to organize a citywide search. 

“he night passed without a trace of her. 

.ogan sat on the sofa like a lifeless shell, unable to comprehend why Arissa had disappeared vithout warning. 

lust as he was on the verge of calling the police, his assistant hurried in and handed him a 

hone. 

Mr. Miranda, this is Madam’s phone. Our people found it by the roadside.” 

His heart lurched. 

By the roadside? Could it be… an abduction? 

Suppressing the rising dread, he powered on the phone with trembling hands. 

The screen lit up with a message notification. 

Arissa, at least you were smart enough to save yourself the last shred of dignity.] 

Since you’ve left, don’t you ever come back. From now on, I will be the rightful Mrs. Miranda. The child in my belly will be Logan’s only heir!] 

Logan’s pupils contracted sharply. He clicked into the inbox-only to find far more than two 

messages. 

Angela’s ultrasound report. 

The photo of him on one knee, proposing to her. 

Countless taunts and provocations. 

In that instant, everything became clear. 

So… Arissa had already known about his betrayal. 

Blood surged in his eyes; rage swelled so violently within him he thought he might combust. 

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How many times had he warned Angela? She must never, ever, expose anything to his wife. And yet, she had dared to defy him! 

Without hesitation, he drove straight to Angela’s house. 

When she opened the door and saw him, her face lit up with delight. 

She thought he had given up searching for Arissa-thought he was ready to indulge her dream of becoming the next Mrs. Miranda. 

“Logan, are you here to take me back to your villa? I’ll pack my things right away.” 

She stepped forward eagerly, only to be yanked back by his iron grip. 

His expression was thunderous, his entire being cloaked in a storm of fury. 

“Angela-who gave you the audacity to tell my wife about us?” 

Instantly, her face went pale. She stumbled backward, nearly falling. A cold sweat broke out before she could even regain her footing. 

Of course, she knew how deep his feelings for Arissa ran. That was why, until now, she hac ɔbediently played the hidden mistress. 

But once she became pregnant, her ambition grew. After all-what woman didn’t want tc become the legitimate wife? That was why she had risked everything, sending those messages 

o Arissa. 

Everything had gone exactly as she had planned. 

Angela had thought that, like most wealthy wives, Arissa would throw down divorce papers and walk away once she learned the truth. She had never imagined that her taunts would fall into Logan’s hands instead. 

But she wasn’t foolish enough to admit it outright. Forcing a calm expression, she shook her 

head. 

Logan, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.” 

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