Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 40

Alexander POV

The door opened again, and for a split second, I thought Bianca had come back for round two. But it was just James, my PA.. standing there with a concerned expression. “Is everything okay, sir?” he asked cautiously, clearly having heard the tail end of the argument.

“Yeah,” I said, leaning back with a tired sigh. “It’s better than it’s been in a long time.” I gave him a small, reassuring smile, but James didn’t look entirely convinced. He closed the door gently behind him and approached with a sense of caution, as if one wrong word might set off another explosion.

“Bianca seemed.. upset,” he noted, his voice was laced with hesitation

I let out a dry laugh. “That’s an understatement. But she’s finally out of my life–for good this time.”

James’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. “For good?”

I nodded firmly. “It’s done. I made it clear there’s nothing left between us. She can’t keep trying to force her way back in.”

his shoulders too. He’d seen enough of the chaos Bianca brought into my life. “That’s good, sir. I

I just… I need to move forward. And that starts with cutting out the things that

curiosity in his eyes. He was too professional to pry directly, but I could tell he was

need from me, sir?” he asked, shifting

just give me a bit of time to clear my head. I need

a moment, clearly debating whether to say something more, but then he simply nodded. “Of

a heavy blanket, the reality of what just happened slowly sinking in. Bianca was truly out of my life

or get my life together, my mind always circled back to her? The look on her face when she saw me at the restaurant haunted me–shock, anger, disappointment. It was as if

There was no denying it–I’d messed up, and not just with Christiana, but with everything. My life was a mess, spiraling out of control. And last night? Drunkenly getting into a fight at the restaurant and waking up in

Bianca had tried to act like everything was normal, like she could just waltz back into my life as if

it was spiraling out of my control. For the first time in a long time, I wanted something real.

the chaos I’d dragged her into before. She was stronger now, more independent, and I couldn’t just waltz back in expecting her

I couldn’t help it. She was the one person who’d ever made me feel

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