Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 13

Alexander POV,

James eyed me skeptically as I adjusted the pizza delivery uniform, trying to fit into the disguise I’d meticulously chosen. The dark blue cap and matching shirt felt oddly uncomfortable, but I had to make this work. “Are you sure about this, Alex? I mean, this is really going to be effective?”

I nodded, adjusting the plastic pizza box with a forced, casual grin. “Yes, James. It’s the only way I get to see them. I need to be sure they know me, that they see me for who I am, not just some distant figure.”

James looked uncertain but didn’t argue further. He watched as I hopped onto the scooter, a far cry from the luxury vehicles I usually drove. I revved the engine, making my way toward the hotel where Christiana and the kids were staying. The whole plan hinged on precise timing Christiana would be out at the renovation site, leaving the kids and their nanny behind

The hotel was as opulent as expected, an opposite to my current appearance. As I entered, I approached the receptionist with the pizza box in hand. I cleared my throat, trying to sound nonchalant. “Hi, I’m here to deliver a pizza for suite 1.505. I was told to come around this time.”

The receptionist gave me a once–over, clearly skeptical. “Are you sure? The family usually doesn’t order pizza.”

1 forced a friendly smile, nodding earnestly. “Yes, I’m positive. The order was placed just this morning. They wanted it to be a surprise for the kids. There’s a special request for a party.”

The receptionist’s brows furrowed but didn’t seem entirely convinced. “Hold on, let me check.”

I took the opportunity to add a bit more weight to my story, maintaining my smile. “I’m actually a local, you know, just helping out. I’m just here to do a quick delivery. Don’t want to keep them waiting.”

The receptionist’s gaze softened slightly as she picked up the phone, and after a brief conversation, she nodded. “Alright, you’re cleared to go up. Just follow the elevator and you’ll be on your way.”

elevator. The security on this floor was tight–two men in black suits stood guard outside the suite. I approached

here with the pizza delivery for 1505,” I said, holding up

guards raised an eyebrow. “I thought the delivery was scheduled for later. Are you sure you have

kids have been really looking forward to this, and I didn’t want to be late. The order was for a special treat–so, you know, to cheer them up. Plus, I’ve been running around, and I’m pretty sure the

clearly still skeptical. I pressed on, adding another layer of reassurance. “The nanny should be expecting me. She actually called in earlier to confirm the pizza. You can check with her if you’d like. I’m just here to do

nodded. “Alright, go ahead. But if there are any

to the suite door. Knocking lightly, I waited with bated breath. The door opened, and a young nanny peeked out. Her expression was curious but

flashing my best delivery smile. “I’ve got a

pizza box. “Oh, I wasn’t

sure it’s all sorted. If you could just take it for her, I’d really appreciate it. It’s been a

and then stepped

of the kids from the other room. My heart raced, but I kept

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Chapter 18

lavish, reflecting Christiana’s success, but all I cared about was the small, bright faces I

the entrance to the playroom where the twins were playing, their laughter filling the room. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open and stepped inside. The children paused their play, their curious eyes landing on

uniform I wore.

said with a smile, holding up the

they seemed puzzled, their tiny faces scrunched in confusion. I took off my cap, letting my hair fall free, and that’s when I saw it a flash of recognition in their eyes. Before I could even say anything. Emma’s eyes widened, and she hesitantly

Emma asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty and a hint of