Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 93

Alexander POV.

The moment I left Christiana’s hospital room, my chest tightened with the fury I had been holding back. It simmered, bubbling beneath the surface, threatening to explode. I barely registered in the hallway as I walked, the smell of hospital clinging to the air, the distant sound of hospital life blurring into white noise. The only thing I could hear, feel, was the searing rage coursing through me like wildfire..

I needed to get out. I needed space.

The parking lot was quiet, the streetlights had shadows over the rows of cars. I found mine quickly and got in, slamming the door behind me, The moment I was inside, the dam broke. My fists clenched the steering wheel so tightly I could feel the grooves digging into my palms, grounding me, barely keeping me tethered to reality.

“Bianca.” Her name was a curse on my lips. I spat it out, my voice low and venomous.

How could I have been so blind? We dated for six years, yet I was too blind and stupid to see the real her. It was after the breakup, she went after my ex wife out of jealousy.

I slammed my fist against the dashboard, my breath coming out in harsh, ragged bursts. “Goddammit!” The sound of my voice filled the car, but it didn’t relieve the pressure. It wasn’t enough.

My mind flashed to Christiana, to the way she had looked in that hospital bed so fragile, so broken. I had seen fear in her eyes before, but this? This was different. She had been through something unimaginable, something that should never have happened. And it was Bianca’s fault. Bianca had sent men to kidnap the mother of my children. She had put Christiana through hell, all because of her sick obsession.

I grit my teeth, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the steering wheel tighter. The images kept flooding back.. Christiana’s tears, her trembling voice, the way her body had curled in on itself when she talked about what had happened. The fear she’d felt… that I had failed to protect her from.

I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head. “I should’ve seen it. I should’ve known

Bianca. Of all people. Who I thought had the sweetest personality. This was beyond anything I could have imagined. She had crossed a line. no, she had obliterated it. And now, all I could see was red.

I leaned back against the seat, running a hand through my hair, trying to calm the storm inside me. But the more I thought about it, the more my anger built, coiling tighter and tighter until it felt like I would snap.

She took it too far. She won’t get away with this.

I had to be smart. I had to control the rage burning through me because if I didn’t, I knew I’d do something reckless. Something that could make things worse. But it was hard to think straight when all I wanted to do was hunt her down and make her pay for every second of pain she had caused.

I slammed the steering wheel again, harder this time. “Damn you, Bianca!” My chest heaved, my breath ragged “You’re going to regret this.”

The thought of confronting her, of seeing that smug, manipulative face when she realized she was caught… it only fueled the fire inside me. She thought she could control everything, pull the strings like some puppet master, but she had underestimated me. She had underestimated what I would do to protect my family.

I closed my eyes, trying to focus, to rein in the rage threatening to consume me. I couldn’t let it blind me. Bianca was smart. too smart to leave loose ends. But this time, she’d gone too far. She’d left a trail, and I would follow it. I would find every person involved, every bastard she’d paid, and I would make sure they all paid.

A cruel smile tugged at my lips. “You won’t see me coming, Bianca. But when I’m through with you…” I let the thought linger,

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myself to calm down, to think. I couldn’t let this rage cloud my judgment. I had to play this. right. Bianca was a master at covering her tracks, but she had made one fatal mistake, she

name flash across it. Good. I had work to do. There were calls to be

steady, but filled with a dark promise. “James, I need you to start digging. Bianca crossed the line, and

the call and tossed the phone back onto the seat, my mind already racing with plans, with the steps I

would know what real

sat at the diner booth, staring out the window as the hum of the city buzzed around me. My coffee sat untouched, steam rising from the mug in lazy spirals. This wasn’t a social meeting. Bianca had no idea what was coming. I knew her too well. knew her ability to twist a situation into whatever suited her.

Bianca looked bright and beautiful, her hair styled perfectly, her smile wide as she approached. Her eyes sparkled with warmth, as if we were old friends catching up. She even waved to a few of the staff, acting

soft, friendly even. I felt the corners of my mouth twitch in response, but I didn’t allow myself to return the warmth. Not this

the coolness, her

Reminds me of when we used to..” She let her words trail off

chest, but I pushed it down. I wasn’t

thought we could catch up a little before we get into anything serious.

through the false atmosphere she was trying to create. “Missed me?” I

second before she recovered. She set the menu down and leaned back in her seat, crossing her legs and

her, my

flicker of surprise in her eyes. She recovered quickly. Though, shaking her head with a soft laugh. “Christiana? What

told me everything.” I said, watching

together in confusion, her head tilting

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told me you sent men to kidnap her. To torture her. The mother of

and her mouth parted as if the very idea was absurd. She blinked at me, completely dumbfounded. “Kidnap? Alex, are you serious? I would never…

her down. “Don’t lie to me. Christiana told me it was you.

with disbelief, her face scrunching in gemine confusion. She placed a hand on her chest, her voice trembling. “Alex,

hurt Christiana. You have