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

there was still a lingering ache in my chest. “It is. I just… I need to move forward. And that starts with cutting out the things that were holding

too professional to pry directly,

from me,

give me a bit of time to clear my

clearly debating whether to say something more, but then he simply

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

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 was as if she was staring at a ghost, or worse, a man she no

was a mess, spiraling out of

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

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 and genuine. I wanted

dragged her into before. She was

was irrational, but I couldn’t help it.

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