My CEO Ex: Let Me Go.-Chapter 90

In the past, I had gotten so used to calling him "Second Brother" in front of his friends that I couldn’t immediately break the habit.

Hearing Alexander ask me that, I smiled and said, “Then what should I call you?”

“What do you think?” he replied.

“Alexander.”

He smiled faintly, not saying anything more.

For a brief moment, he secretly hoped Vivienne would call him “dear,” but he knew that wouldn’t happen. We had never used such intimate terms. That word felt completely foreign to us.

Watching the exchange between them, Victor Sinclair’s expression grew more complicated by the second.

Maximus, though not knowing all the details, could at least guess what had probably happened. He stepped forward to smooth things over. “What kept you so late today? Did Xavier and the others hold you up?”

“No,” Alexander answered. “Vivienne and I went to pick out our wedding rings. Got a bit delayed.”

“It’s about time you got one. It’s been so long, and no rings yet? That’s not right,” Maximus said.

Jasper was surprised.

From what Maximus was implying, had Alexander and Vivienne already gotten married?

But he wasn’t as shocked as one might expect. When Alexander had entered holding Vivienne’s hand earlier, Jasper had understood— with the Hawthorne Dynasty chairman around, and after everything Alexander had been through with Vivienne, there was no way they wouldn’t end up married.

Still, Jasper couldn’t make sense of it all. To him, Alexander and Isabella were a perfect match, while Alexander and Vivienne had barely interacted. So how had things suddenly turned out this way?

But no matter how puzzled they were, no one showed it on the surface. They remained unfazed, and someone joked with Alexander, “So, what did you pick out? A big diamond ring, I assume?”

Others began complimenting me. “Haven’t seen Vivienne in a while. She’s even more beautiful now.”

Maximus suggested, “If we’re all free, how about a round of Texas Hold’em? Haven’t played in a while.”

Everyone turned to look at Alexander.

“Alright, I’ll play for a bit,” Alexander said, standing up with a smile.

The private room was fully equipped for entertainment, and everyone moved toward the poker table.

Victor Sinclair declined to join, and the others gathered around the table, getting the game started.

Someone kindly moved a chair for me, placing it behind Alexander’s seat.

I thanked them and sat down.

Alexander glanced back at me and asked, “Do you know how to play Texas Hold’em?”

I nodded. “I used to play with Pop-Pop when I was little.”

It was my grandfather who had taught me how to play cards.

When I was young, I loved sitting behind him, watching him play poker. After watching for so long, I just picked it up.

“Guess watching for long enough makes you good at it.”

Not long after, Alexander’s phone rang.

He pulled it out of his pocket, glanced at the screen, and saw it was a business call.

He stood up and walked out, saying to me, “Take my seat. Play for me while I take this.”

I nodded. “Sure.”

After sitting down in Alexander’s spot, I waited for the dealer to shuffle the cards, only to realize belatedly, “What’s the minimum bet?”

Jasper raised two fingers.

I raised an eyebrow.

Maximus explained, “$500.”

I was taken aback by the high stakes, but it only made me focus more intently on the game.

In the hallway by the stairs, Alexander hung up the phone and turned to find Victor Sinclair standing nearby.

“What are you doing out here?” Alexander asked.

“Let’s step outside for some air,” Victor Sinclair said, walking up and stopping beside Alexander. “Alexander, I know I might be overstepping, but I have to ask—what are your plans?”

Seeing that Alexander remained silent, Victor pressed on. “Are you planning to let Isabella stay your mistress for the rest of her life?”

“No.”

“Then when are you going to divorce Vivienne? What about your grandfather’s side...?”

Alexander interrupted him. “My relationship with Isabella is over. There won’t be anything between us from now on.”

Victor Sinclair froze.

“But... but you brought Isabella to meet us last time, and the media caught you together several times, didn’t they? Didn’t all of that indicate you were trying to rekindle things with Isabella?”

Victor Sinclair was utterly confused.

There had indeed been a time when Alexander seemed to want that. He had once believed he still loved Isabella.

But now, looking back, it wasn’t so simple.

Feelings were complicated, and right now, all he knew was that he didn’t want to divorce Vivienne.

Seeing Victor Sinclair’s expression, Alexander said, “It’s all in the past. I’ve made myself clear with Isabella. Whether she stays in the country or goes abroad, it’s up to her.”

Victor Sinclair looked at Alexander, unsure of what to say.

He never imagined things would turn out like this. The idea that Alexander wanted to break away from Isabella was beyond anything he had expected.

He remembered back in their third year of college, when Alexander’s stomach illness had flared up in the middle of the night.

He was pale, sweating with pain, and it was Isabella who had gone out at 3 AM to buy him medicine.

And at their graduation ceremony, when Isabella wore those crystal heels, sparkling and luxurious, everyone envied her.

The handsome young man and the beautiful woman—when they were together, they sparked a lot of gossip on the school forum. Many didn’t believe in their relationship, but they quietly and modestly made it through college together.

Victor Sinclair didn’t know what had happened between them, why they broke up, or why Isabella had gone abroad.

But what he did know was that their reunion this time was hard-won. From what he’d seen, it seemed like both of them were considering rekindling their relationship—only they hadn’t expected Vivienne Sinclair to be caught in the middle.

Alexander, however, was unfazed. He patted Victor Sinclair’s shoulder. "Don’t overthink it. I’m heading back now."

"Wait."

Victor Sinclair stopped him.

Alexander turned around.

Victor Sinclair walked up to him, locking eyes. "Alexander, are you sure? Have you really decided to give up on Isabella?"