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 the door before he could answer. James glanced at me, then moved to open it.

to me, this time his expression uneasy.

over to the door. “Give it here, barked, snatching the box from the courier’s hands. The man barely had

off this one, I found a miniature trophy engraved with the words “Second

as I read the

worry, there’s no shame

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the arrogance seeping

anger. It had to be him. This was his brand of spiteful

hovered nearby, unsure whether to speak or stay

more deliveries I can expect. I want the

said quickly, retreating

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

had always been a thorn in my side, but this was a new low. He wasn’t satisfied with his

But I wasn’t powerless.

at it, my mind racing. He thought this was clever, that he could throw me off balance

wanted to play games, I’d play. But

taking a deep breath to steady myself. “You’ve declared war, Daniel,” I said aloud, the weight of

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

fully before answering. But I knew her….ignoring her call would

to the window to put some distance between me and the chaos strewn across the coffee

Your line’s been switched off for three days! Three days,

bridge of my nose, closing my eyes. I could hear the strain in her voice, a mix of frustration and genuine concern, and it twisted something in my

repeated, incredulous. “That’s your excuse? You go silent for days, and then I find out you’ve

stay calm. “It wasn’t planned, Christiana. I had to handle something urgently,

ridiculous that sounds? I’ve been calling everyone, trying to figure

James. I’d have to thank him for keeping things quiet, but I hated that it had come to this. I leaned against the window, the cool glass pressing against my

again, my voice quieter this time. “I didn’t mean to shut you out. I

softened slightly, but the edge was still there. “Alex, you don’t do things like