Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 63

Alexander POV

It was 1

past ten when I finally decided to walk

For most of the evening. I had watched from afar, leaning against the wall of the bar as Christiana celebrated her victory with her staff. The exhibition had been flawless, better than I could’ve imagined, and she had carried out every detail like the brilliant woman I knew she was. The pride I felt was something I hadn’t anticipated, a quiet surge that swelled in my chest as I watched her work the room earlier, now celebrating with her people.

She didn’t need me–not for her success–but I couldn’t deny I’d had a hand in tonight’s guest list. Still, she hadn’t figured that part out yet. I smirked to myself, sipping the glass of water I’d ordered while staying out of sight. The bar was full of laughter, toasts, and the occasional off–key singing from one of lier more inebriated staff. Everyone seemed at ease.

Until I made my move.

The moment I stepped inside the rented–out hall, it was like someone had flipped a switch. Conversations halted mid- sentence, laughter died, and heads turned toward me. There was a middle–aged man in the middle of raising his glass, already slurring through some half–coherent toast, but he trailed off when he saw me, blinking as though I’d appeared out of

thin air.

I gave him a polite nod, flashing a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “Don’t let me stop you.”

The recognition spread like wildfire. I could see it in their faces–the quiet awe, the nervousness, the uncertainty. My status as à billionaire preceded me, and there was no doubt in my mind that Christiana’s staff knew exactly who I was: her ex- husband. Some looked on with curious gazes, others with a hint of trepidation. It was an old story, one that always seemed to shadow me wherever I went, but I was used to it.

glanced around,

the center of the celebration like a queen, her cheeks flushed from the night’s excitement–or maybe the alcohol–and her eyes widened slightly when she sawine. But to her credit, she didn’t flinch. Her lips pressed into a tight line, but she stayed calm, watching me with that same composure she always wore like

doing here, Alex?” Her tone was neutral, but I could hear the

her, ignoring the whispers that had started to circulate among her employees. “I wanted

beside her. He looked like he was about to faint from sheer

close enough that only he could

didn’t hesitate. He was up on his feet in an instant, almost knocking over his drink in his rush to move aside. I slid into the now–vacant seat

watched me with a raised brow, her eyes flicking toward the empty seat before locking back on me. She still hadn’t fully relaxed, but

staff who were still watching me like I

much more subdued now. I could feel the stolen glances in my direction, the quiet murmurs as they tried to process my presence. I didn’t mind. It wasn’t often I

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Chapter 63

front of her. Without a second thought. I picked it up, swirling it casually before taking

quiet again, like someone had hit pause for the second

in disbelief.

couldn’t help but notice the faint blush creeping up

“I was thirsty.”

said with a shrug, taking another sip

eyes flashed with irritation, and I could tell she was biting back some snarky remark. But before she could let loose, I leaned in closer, lowering my voice just for her