Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 155

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Alex’s POV

I was halfway through reviewing the quarterly reports when James knocked at the door of my suite. His knock was sharp and deliberate, but I could sense something off even before I told him to come in.

“Sir,” he began hesitantly as he stepped inside, holding a gaudy golden package. His expression was tightly controlled, but there was a flicker of discomfort in his eyes. “This just arrived for you. From… someone calling themselves your ‘biggest fan.

I frowned, closing my laptop and leaning back in my chair. “What is it?”

“I’m not sure,” he replied, placing the box on the coffee table in front of me. “But it was delivered by a courier, and the concierge confirmed it’s for you.”

I stared at the package. There was no sender’s name, just a glittery gold bow that made it look ridiculous. My jaw tightened as I reached for it, peeling back the wrapping with deliberate movements. I hated surprises, and something about this felt wrong.

The contents of the box made my blood run cold.

A clown wig. Bright red, cheap, and utterly absurd. Beneath it was a handwritten note on crisp white paper, the scrawled words mocking me with their simplicity:

“For the clown of the year. From your biggest fan.”

My hand clenched the note so tightly that the paper crumpled. I could feel James watching me, but I refused to meet his

gaze.

“Is this a joke?” I asked, my voice low and controlled, though the fury went high.

James cleared his throat. “I… don’t believe so, sir. The concierge said the courier was insistent it was meant for you.”

“Did they leave a name?”

“No, sir.”

I tossed the wig and the note back into the box and shoved it aside. “Next time something like this arrives, screen it before bringing it to me.”

“Understood, sir,” James said, but he didn’t leave. His posture shifted awkwardly, and I knew there was more.

“What else?” I snapped.

at me, then moved

his expression uneasy. “It seems there’s

door. “Give it here, barked, snatching the box from the courier’s

found a miniature trophy engraved with

ground together as I read the accompanying

worry, there’s no shame in losing unless

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was the same, the arrogance seeping through every

to be him. This was his brand of spiteful mockery, a juvenile attempt to get under

unsure whether

many more

James said quickly, retreating

clenched. This wasn’t just a taunt; it was a calculated move, designed to disrupt my focus, to make me

He wasn’t satisfied with his little victories in business. Now he wanted to humiliate me, to invade my space, to

But I wasn’t powerless.

stared at it, my mind racing. He thought this was clever, that he could throw me off balance with cheap pranks and meaningless

he wanted to play games, I’d play. But this time, I’d make sure he didn’t walk

steady myself. “You’ve declared war, Daniel,” I said aloud, the weight of my anger settling into something colder,

immediately buzzed on the table, breaking through the haze of my anger. I glanced at

I considered letting it ring, composing myself fully before answering. But I knew her….ignoring her

to the window to put some distance between me and the

the hell is going on? Your line’s been switched

could hear the strain in her voice, a mix of frustration and genuine concern, and it twisted something in my chest. “I’m sorry,” I said immediately, my tone earnest. “I should’ve called,

silent for days, and then I find out you’ve flown to Dubai

“It wasn’t planned, Christiana. I had to handle something urgently, and I didn’t

have any idea how ridiculous that sounds? I’ve been calling everyone, trying to figure out where you were! Do you know how many times James

things quiet, but I hated that it had come to this. I leaned against the window, the cool glass pressing against

sorry,” I said again, my voice quieter this time. “I didn’t mean to shut you out. I just needed

Her tone softened slightly, but the edge was still