Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 36

Alexander POV.

The restaurant was buzzing with soft chatter, romantic music floating through the air as couples shared intimate moments. But none of that registered to me. My eyes were glued to the far end of the room, where Christiana sat with that man–Daniel Brooks

The sight of her smile, the way she giggled and leaned in close to him, was like a knife twisting in my chest. That smile used to be mine. Those eyes, full of warmth and admiration, used to look at me like that. Now, she was giving them to someone else.

Disguised with a cap pulled low over my face and a worn jacket, I watched them, barely able to breathe through the jealousy clawing at my insides. I’d been tailing them since Daniel picked her up from the mansion, watching as he opened the car door for her like some damn gentleman.

Every time she laughed, every time she brushed her hair behind her ear and looked at him with that softness, it felt like heart was being ripped apart. I tried to remind myself this was all my fault. I pushed her away five years ago.

I was the one who drove her into the arms of another man. But knowing that didn’t make it any easier to watch.

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together anymore. The jealousy, the regret, the burning rage–everything boiled over inside me. Before 1 knew it, I was out of my seat and striding across the restaurant, fists

shock, her smile fading into confusion and something else–was it fear? She didn’t expect to

Her voice was barely a whisper, but I could hear the disbelief in it. Her gaze flickered between me and Daniel, who was now staring at me with

even look at her. My attention was focused entirely on him. I hated the way he sat there all calm and collected, like he had every right to be with her. I leaned closer

didn’t flinch. If anything, he squared his shoulders and met my glare head–on. “I don’t think she needs you

snapped, finally finding her voice. She rose from her seat, her expression hardening. “You

words cut deep, but I was too far gone to care. All I could focus on was the smug look on Daniel’s face, the way he stayed seated as if he owned the place—and worse, as if he owned Christiana’s affection. My fists itched to wipe that look off his

warning you, Brooks. She’s not yours to take,” I hissed, stepping

calm but firm. “She’s not yours either, Alex. You lost that

it, I’d swung my fist, landing a hard punch across his jaw. The sound of the

collapsed to the floor. I stood there, breathing heavily, chest heaving with barely contained rage. But the sight of her kneeling beside him, her hands trembling

at me with pure hatred in her eyes, her voice low and icy. “Get out, Alex.

a couple of restaurant staff members hurried over, grabbing me by the arms. “You need to leave, sir. Now, one of them said, pushing me toward

I was some drunk causing a disturbance. They didn’t know who I was, didn’t recognize that I was Alex Williams Alistair. To them, I was just some random guy who couldn’t handle seeing