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.”

off his shoulders too. He’d seen enough of the chaos Bianca brought

my chest. “It is. I just… I need to move forward. And that starts with cutting out the things

his eyes. He was too professional to pry directly, but I

need from me, sir?”

knees. “No, just give me a bit of time to clear my

say something more, but then he simply nodded. “Of course. I’ll be in the office if you

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

to her? The look on her face when she saw me at the restaurant haunted me–shock, anger, disappointment. It was as if she was staring at a

My life was a mess, spiraling out of control. And last

on the table and took a long sip, trying to wash away the bitter taste in my mouth. My mind kept replaying the scene from earlier, the way Bianca had tried to act like everything was normal, like she could just waltz back into my life

time in a long time, I wanted something real. Not the polished image Bianca offered, but something raw and

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

with someone else–especially someone like Daniel–ate away at me. It was irrational, but I couldn’t help it. She was

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