Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 77

Alexander POV

I gripped the steering wheel tighter than I intended, knuckles white as I sped down the empty streets. My mind was a mess, replaying everything from last night. It had been perfect.almost too perfect. Christiana had melted in my arms, her soft moans, the way she looked at me… I thought, for a moment, that we were healing, that maybe, just maybe, we could find our way back. But this morning? God, it was like waking up from a beautiful dream only to be slapped by reality.

The way she looked at me, like I was a mistake, like she regretted every touch… It made my blood boil. “What the hell, Christiana?” I muttered under my breath, jaw clenched. Last night had felt like something out of a fairytale, something I’d dreamed about for five long years. But this inorning? It was a nightmare I couldn’t escape from.

I shook my head, the memory of her cold voice stabbing me in the chest.

“Leave, Alex. Just go, she’d said, her eyes colder than I’d ever seen them. It wasn’t just the words. It was the way she threw them at me like I was nothing.

1 stayed. Cooked for her. I watched over the kids. But she didn’t care. She didn’t care.

She had treated me like I was the one who’d done something wrong.

I could still see the way her face twisted in anger, how she practically spat the words at me. I’d been patient. I’d let her get it all out, but every word felt like a blow, knocking the breath out of me. And then, when she finally pushed me away, it felt like the final nail in the coffin.

me. I slammed my hand against the steering wheel, my heart pounding in my chest. “What the hell was

right to be angry, to feel hurt, but not like this. Not after the way she clung to me last

and distant. “Damn it, Christiana,” I muttered under my breath, How could she flip like that? It wasn’t just

was the look in her eyes, I had seen that look before…years ago, when

as I floored the gas pedal. Fine. If she wanted to push me away, then I’d let her. I wasn’t some fool who would beg for her attention. I’d done everything I could, stayed up with the kids, cooked for her…and what did I get in return? A slap in the

The pain. The- disappointment. I’d allowed myself to hope, to believe that maybe we could fix things. That maybe I could still have a family.

shook my head again, trying to push the thoughts away. “No, growled to myself “No more I wasn’t going to let her

truth was, despite everything, she

cool wind rushing through the cracked window, I couldn’t shake the thought that maybe it

loosened, and I sighed, long and deep, staring at the road ahead but barely seeing it.

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clear that nothing had changed. I had tried, harder than

would