Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 79

Christiana’s POV

I sat at my desk, staring blankly at the screen in front of me. The emails blurred together, the words swimming in and out of focus as my mind drifted to the one place I had been trying to avoid since yesterday morning. Alex.

It had been less than twenty–four hours, but the memory of hit still remained like a shadow I couldn’t shake. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, trying to focus on drafting the proposal for my next exhibition. But every time I blinked, I was back in that bed, naked, tangled in sheets, with him beside me.

1 shook my head, straightening my back. Focus, Christiana.

But how could I? After everything that happened yesterday… Sunday morning had started with me waking up beside my ex- husband. A man I hadn’t seen in years, who had left me to raise our children alone. And yet, somehow, there I was, making love to him. Five times

I rubbed my temples, frustration bubbling up. How did I let it get that far? How could I have been so weak?

“Christiana” Grace’s voice broke through my thoughts, making me jump.

“Yes?” I quickly turned toward her, trying to compose myself.

“Just checking in on the artwork deliveries. Everything’s scheduled for the end of the week. I need you to sign off on this.” she said, placing a stack of papers on my desk

“Right, of course. Just… give me a moment,” I muttered, avoiding her curious glance, Grace had worked with me long enough to know something was off, but thankfully, she didn’t pry

pen on the desk, my head falling into my hands. I didn’t want to think about Alex, didn’t want to feel anything about

back in vivid, painful detail. I clenched

years. Fine without him. Fine raising our

Igrabbed it, hoping for a distraction, anything to take my mind off of him. But when I saw his name flash across

Alex

if 1 didn’t care about w had happened between us. But the truth was, I cared

voicemail, my hands trembling as I placed the phone down. A wave of guilt washed over me, but

the right thing, Christiana. He doesn’t deserve to be part of your

deep in my chest. My gaze landed on the picture frame on the corner of my

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Chapter 79

that after Alex left. That I would never let him hurt me or my children. again. And yet, here I

let him back in?” I muttered under my

it only made me feel sick to my stomach. He had no right to walk back into my life and act like nothing had changed. Like he could pick up where we left off, as if the

echoing in the empty room. My breaths were shaky, and I could feel the tears threatening to spill, but I wouldn’t let them. Not

the door, and Grace peeked in again, her eyes cautious. “Christiana, the meeting with