Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 142

Christiana’s POV.

I stared at him for what felt like an eternity, words slipping through my mind without sticking. Daniel stood tall, his presence radiating confidence, yet his gaze held an intensity that unsettled me. It wasn’t the room that felt suffocating–it was him.

“Why so silent?” he finally asked, his voice smooth, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

I blinked, snapping myself out of the haze. Clearing my throat, sat up straighter in my chair, clasping my hands together to steady them. “I’m just… surprised. You’re the owner of Nexus Innovations?”

His laugh was soft, genuine, and entirely too disarming. “No, Christiana, I didn’t lie to you. This all just happened… quickly.”

Quickly? He made it sound so effortless, as if becoming the owner of one of the fastest–growing companies in the world was something one stumbled into. His dark eyes, filled with warmth and affection, lingered on me, and I had to look away.

“Well,” I said, forcing my tone into something businesslike, “why are you here, Daniel? My company deals in jewelry and accessories. What could Nexus Innovations possibly want with us?”

His smile widened, and he leaned forward slightly, placing his palms on the edge of my desk. “Innovation isn’t just about technology, Christiana. It’s about finding beauty in new ways, enhancing experiences, and bringing something fresh to the market. Nexus wants to partner with companies that are already established in their niches, creating products that merge elegance and technology. Think of it–smart jewelry, pieces that are not only beautiful but functional. Imagine a necklace that could track your health or a ring that could make payments with a simple tap.”

I was stunned. “That… sounds incredible,” I admitted, the businesswoman in me already considering the possibilities.

His smile deepened, and for a moment, I hated how good he looked doing it. “I knew you’d think so. Christiana, your company is the perfect partner for this vision. You have the reputation, the market, and the expertise to make it happen.”

I nodded slowly, but in the back of my mind, alarms were blaring. I couldn’t allow myself to get too comfortable, not after what had happened the last time. Daniel had already caused enough disruption in my life. I wasn’t about to let history repeat itself.

“So, how’s your grandmother?” I asked, steering the conversation into safer waters. “And your brothers?”

His expression softened, the affection in his eyes almost overwhelming. “They’re doing well. Better than they’ve ever been, thanks to you.”

I shook my head. “It was nothing, Daniel. You’ve helped me before–it was only fair to return the favor.”

He chuckled, his gaze unwavering. “You didn’t just help me, Christiana. You gave me my life back.”

His words were heavy, and for a moment, I felt a pang of guilt. I wasn’t prepared to bear the weight of his gratitude. “I’m glad I could help,” I said quietly, avoiding his gaze.

He was about to say something else when my phone buzzed on the desk, its screen lighting up with Alex’s name. My heart dropped.

This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all.

take this,” I said quickly, gesturing for Daniel to wait. Picking up the phone, I pressed it to my

came through, warm and familiar. “Just checking

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voice. His jaw tightened, though he quickly masked it with a neutral expressión.

just couldn’t help myself.

to my cheeks, and I turned slightly, shielding my face from Daniel’s view.

voice soft yet firm, sending a familiar warmth

you too,” I replied, my

the call ended, I placed the phone back on the desk, taking

that hadn’t been there before. “He loves you,” he said lightly, though his tone

replied cautiously, watching him

and for the first time since he walked

his eyes narrowing with a curiosity that made my skin prickle. “So,” he began, his tone casual but pointed, “Alex is doing

I hurriedly diverted the topic, not wanting to linger on anything Alex–related. “Your proposal,” I said, sitting straighter and clasping my hands in front of me. “It’s… intriguing. But I can’t make a decision right away.

his frustration. “Why?” he asked, his voice

words landed like a stone in my chest. I could feel the tension between us as I held his gaze, refusing to let him see the truth. He was right…it was

messier.

I simply shook my head and forced a neutral tone. “It’s a big

deliberate and smooth, and began walking toward

his voice holding a gravity that made my heart race, “don’t turn me down.

face. “What do you mean

into a faint, enigmatic smile, but he didn’t answer. “You’ll figure it out someday,” he said, stepping back. “But for now, I’ll leave you to think

one last smile, turned, and headed for the door. The soft click of the

was about to release the breath I’d been holding, the doors

cheery voice rang out as she entered, followed by several employees, all carrying bouquets of flowers. My desk was quickly

as the employees

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