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

lingering ache in my chest. “It is. I just… I need to move forward. And that

curiosity in his eyes. He was too professional to pry directly,

me, sir?” he asked,

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

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

clicking shut behind him, leaving me alone with my thoughts once again. The silence settled. over me like a heavy blanket, the reality of what just happened slowly sinking in. Bianca was truly out of my life this time, but

look on her face when

to shake off the memories. 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 a cell was just the latest in a string

Bianca had tried to act like everything was normal, like she could just waltz back into my life as if nothing had changed. But everything had changed. I wasn’t the same man I was when we first met–hell, I wasn’t even

For the first time in a long time, I wanted something real.

and she deserved better than the chaos I’d dragged her into

was irrational, but I couldn’t help it. She was the one person who’d ever made me feel truly seen, and I’d

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