Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 20

Bianca’s POV

Sitting in the plush vanity chair, I stared at my reflection in the mirror, the makeup artist dabbing foundation on my face. The world outside was a blur of bright lights and camera flashes, but inside this room, the chaos was a personal storm that I couldn’t ignore. The news had hit me like a sledgehammer–Christiana was back in town, and she had kids with Alex

I couldn’t believe it. How had I missed this? My fingers clenched into tight fists, nails digging into my palms as I tried to control the rising tide of frustration. I knew Alex had an ex–wife, but twins? Twins that he only just discovered? My mind raced, and I could feel the pulse of anger in my temples.

“Bianca, just a little more powder,” the makeup artist said, her voice trembling slightly. I didn’t even acknowledge her, my eyes fixed on the far wall. I could hear the whispers and shuffling of my team in the background, their anxiety evident.

“Did you hear about the kids?” I demanded, turning abruptly. My voice was sharp, causing the makeup artist to flinch. She nodded hesitantly, trying to maintain her composure.

“They’re twins,” I snapped, my voice rising. Twins that Alex is just finding out about now. How could he keep this from me? How could I not know!”

The panic in my team was almost comical. “We’re almost done, Bianca,” one of the stylists said, attempting to keep the atmosphere calm. But I was beyond caring about calm. I could feel the weight of Alex slipping through my fingers; the very essence of my control slipping away.

“I can’t stand this!” I yelled, my frustration boiling over. My voice echoed off the walls of the dressing room, and the makeup. artist’s hand wobbled as she applied the finishing touches. The team scrambled, their fear of me evident in their wide eyes and hurried movements.

The thought of Alex reuniting with Christiana, of them getting closer to their children, was unbearable. If Alex got involved with the twins, it could rekindle his feelings for Christiana, I could already see the headlines: *Alex and Christiana–The Family Reunion“. It was a nightmare.

to calm down,” one of my assistants said,

everything I’ve worked for is on the brink of falling apart! These kids

faces–worried, fearful of my outburst. They rushed to adjust my dress, fix my hair, and make sure I was ready for the shoot. They knew better than to push me right

to the storm brewing in my

deep breath, trying to compose myself. The glamour and glitter of my public persona felt like a thin veil over the turmoil inside me. I was a star, but right now, I was also a jealous fiancée struggling to hold on to the man

this over with,” I said tersely, trying to mask my rage. “And make sure nothing goes wrong.

a smile for the cameras. But inside, I was

been an endless of flashing lights and forced smiles, but nothing could mask the frustration I felt inside. The camera’s click had done nothing to erase the storm raging in my head. As soon as the final shot was done, I retreated to the quiet

a non–stop reminder of his silence. Each ring felt like a jab to my already raw nerves. Finally, voicemail.

I muttered, pacing back and forth. “How many times do I have to call before

Chapter 20

damn

last time. It was infuriating. We’d been together for five years. Five years of him putting up with my demands, my attitude, and now these twins had the audacity to threaten everything we had built. I wasn’t about to let them

Gabe, was busy organizing my things.

mood.

argument. “I need you to find out everything you can about Christiana and those damn kids. I want to know their schedules, their habits, everything. I need to know how to handle this. I need to make sure they don’t mess up what