Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 28

Christiana’s POV.

Daniel’s gaze was firm as he waited for my answer, the tension between the three of us crackling like electricity in the air. 1 could feel Alex’s eyes on me, a storm brewing just beneath the surface, but I wouldn’t be manipulated after everything that had transpired between us. Wouldn’t let him dictate my decisions even after all these years. So, I squared my shoulders, took a deep breath, and made my choice.

“Friday works,” I said, my voice clear and steady.

Daniel’s face broke into a wide, genuine smile, his eyes lighting up with something warm and sincere. “Great,” he said, clearly pleased. He took out his phone, and we exchanged numbers quickly. I’ll pick you up at seven. And say hi to the kids for me, will you?”

“Will do,” I replied with a nod, and Daniel gave me one last grin before turning and walking away. The moment he was out of sight, I felt the atmosphere in the room shift into something heavy and dangerous.

I turned back to Alex, who was practically radiating fury. His eyes were dark, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might crack. He took a step closer, towering over me with an intensity that might have been intimidating if I still cared enough to be intimidated by him.

“What the hell was that?” Alex growled, his voice low and menacing.

“None of your business,” I shot back, crossing my arms and holding his gaze. I wasn’t going to be bullied into explaining myself. “Who I hang out with, who I date, it’s not your concern, Alex. Not anymore.”

snapped, his voice rising. “You think I’m just

scoffed. “Daniel’s a good man, and he’s been more considerate than you’ve

almost desperate. “You don’t even know

because he actually “is a hero,” I shot back, cutting him off. “Unlike some people who just think they can control

as he struggled to keep his composure. “I ended things with Bianca,” he said suddenly,

momentarily thrown off balance.

he repeated, his eyes boring into mine as if trying to make me

that? But why? I could see he was waiting for a reaction, but I refused

anymore.

devoid of any real emotion. “What do you

frustration. “Christiana,

“You’ve got to be

It’s not my problem. You can live your life however you want, but stay out of mine. I’ll let you be involved

mine, as if looking for a crack in the armor, some sign that I was affected by what he’d said. But 1 held firm,

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