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.”

a weight had been lifted off his shoulders too. He’d seen enough of the chaos Bianca brought into my life. “That’s

I need to move forward. And that starts with cutting out the things that were holding

eyes. He was too professional to pry directly, but I could tell he was wondering what–or who–had triggered

else you need from me, sir?” he asked, shifting

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

to say something more, but then he simply nodded. “Of course. I’ll be in

of what just happened slowly sinking

was it that no matter how much I tried to move on 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

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

mouth. My mind kept replaying the scene from earlier, the way Bianca had tried to act like everything was normal, like she could

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

knew that wouldn’t be easy, not with the mess I’d made. Christiana was out there, living her life, and she deserved better than the chaos I’d dragged her into before. She was stronger now,

Daniel–ate away at me. It was irrational, but I couldn’t help it. She was the one person who’d ever made me feel truly

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