Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 70

Christiana’s POV

I stormed into Alex’s office, my mind racing with both anger and confusion I didn’t even bother knocking. The door swung open, and there he was, sitting behind his desk, calm and collected, like he hadn’t just ruined a man’s entire career.

“Christiana,” he greeted, his eyes immediately softening at the sight of me. It made my throat tighten, but I shoved the feeling aside. I was here for a reason.

“We need to talk,” I said, cutting straight to the point. “About Roger Wilkes.

His expression remained steady, almost amused, like he knew exactly why I was there.

“Ah, Alex said, leaning back in his chair, his hands steepled in front of him. “I see Grace’s news has reached you.”

“Don’t act like you didn’t expect me to find out.” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t stop it. The frustration, the confusion it was all bubbling too close to the surface. “Did you do it?”

His smile widened slightly, a small, almost proud tilt of his lips. “I did.”

I blinked, momentarily thrown off by how casual he was about it. “You destroyed his business, Alex.”

“And I’d do it again,” he replied without missing a beat, his gaze locking onto mine. There was no remorse in his voice, no hesitation. “Roger Wilkes almost ruined you, Christiana. Stole your guests, tampered with your invitations. What did you expect me to do?”

I couldn’t believe him. I didn’t ask for your help.

His eyes darkened, his gaze becoming more intense. “You didn’t have to.”

My chest tightened, but I refused to let him get to me. I crossed my arms, forcing myself to maintain control. “I don’t want you in my affairs, Alex. You had no right to intervene like that.”

He stood up from behind his desk, his movements slow and deliberate as he walked around to stand in front of me. I had every right,” he said, his voice quieter now but no less determined. “Anyone who tries to hurt you has me to answer to.”

He was close, too close. I could feel the warmth of his body, the faint scent of his cologne filling the space between us. heart pounded in my chest, but I wouldn’t let him see how much he was affecting me.

My

“I

don’t need you,” I said, my voice shaky but firm. “You chose Bianca five years

down. Instead, he reached out and gently tilted my chin

it every day,” he said, his voice low, almost a whisper. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you and the kids are my priority. I’m still investigating the

it might burst out of my chest. His words hung in the air between us, heavy and filled

was frozen. Five years of buried emotions were swirling inside

him back in. Not

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sharp in the quiet room. “Don’t,” I said, my voice trembling. It

for something, maybe a crack in my armor.

own.” I added, stepping back, needing to put distance between us. “I don’t need

gaze never wavered. “Whether you need me or not, Christiana, I’m here. And I’m not going

swallowed hard, trying to keep my emotions in check. But it was harder than I wanted to admit. Because despite everything, the anger, Utment…there was still

And that terrified me.

let it show. Not now.

you,” I said, my voice cold and distant, “I don’t

watched me for a moment, his

handle, I felt it. his

Alex whispered, his voice raw, as if he was holding something back. His grip was firm but gentle, his breath hot against the back of my

he knew it. “Alex, let go,” I warned, trying to

he said, his voice low, almost pleading. “So we can stop this this constant back and forth. I want us to be together again. The kids would be so

kids. He was using them again, like a trump card, and it hurt

beneath my skin. “It’s not about what the kids

slowly, meeting his

words felt like jagged glass on my tongue. “You can be in the kids‘ lives, of course. You’re their father,

flash across his face. He took

now. “I’m not trying to manipulate you. Christiana. I just want what’s best

to play hero in my life. I don’t need you to fix my problems, Alex. And I certainly don’t need you barging in

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