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.”

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

in my chest. “It is. I just… I need to move forward.

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

you need from me, sir?” he

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

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

heavy blanket, the reality of what

mind always circled back to her? The look on her face when she saw me at the

a hand over my face, trying 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

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

living a life that felt like it was spiraling out of my control. For the first time in a long time, I wanted something real. Not the polished image Bianca offered, but something raw

dragged her into before.

I couldn’t help it. She was the one person

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