Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 76

Christiana’s POV

I woke up to the stillness of the early morning, my body tangled in sheets that felt too heavy, too suffocating. As the fog of sleep lifted, the reality of the night before slammed into me like a freight train. My bare skin brushed against his, and my heart sank into a bottomless pit. Alex.

I turned my head slowly, my heart pounding in my chest, and there he was. Sleeping peacefully beside me, his strong frame curled against the pillow, looking every bit the man I had fallen for years ago. The same man who had left me shattered, divorced, and alone.

I sat up quietly, pressing a hand to my forehead as I tried to piece together how this had happened. I wasn’t thinking clearly. God, I hadn’t been thinking at all. I glanced around, seeing the scattered clothes and the little light creeping in from the window. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

This man had walked away from me, had torn our family apart. And now, here I was, naked and vulnerable, lying next to him, after five years of nothing. What was I thinking?

A sharp pang of regret shot through me, twisting my stomach in knots. I tried to stand, but my legs felt shaky. I found my robe and quickly wrapped it around myself, the fabric clinging to my skin. My fingers trembled as I tied the knot tighter, trying to hold myself together.

Alex stirred, his eyes fluttering open. His gaze softened when he saw me, a lazy smile tugging at his lips. “Morning” he whispered, his voice still heavy with sleep. He reached for me, pulling me closer to him. “Come back to bed.”

I pulled away, my heart racing, and I felt the disgust bubbling up inside me. How could I have let this happen? I couldn’t face him. Not like this. Not after all these years. I could feel his eyes on me, sensing the shift in the air, the coldness that was rapidly replacing whatever warmth had been between us last night.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, sitting up now, the confusion written on his face.

refusing to meet his gaze. “You need to go,”

taken aback. “Christiana…

surface. Anger at him, anger at myself, anger at the situation. I couldn’t let him

he tried to understand what was happening. ‘Christiana, talk to me. Why

chest rising and falling with every shallow breath. “This was a mistake, Alex, I spat, my voice harsh. “I don’t know what I was thinking, but

his jaw tightening. “A mistake? You’re telling me everything we did last night was a mistake? Even though you

man who left me, Alex! You didn’t care about me for five years! You didn’t even know you had children until you

his eyes, a flicker of hurt that I tried to ignore. “You think I didn’t care? You think I haven’t thought about you every damn day? I never stopped caring, Christiana. But you

my palms as I fought back the tears. “Don’t you dare turn this on me. I did what I had to do to protect myself, to protect my children. You weren’t

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Chapter 75

The sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, making me gasp as I surrendered to the

filling my voice. “I need

my eyes, the heat of desire flickering in his gaze. “Are you sure?” he asked, his tone serious but laced with

my