Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 182

Bianca’s POV

I sat back in the plush leather chair, a glass of red wine swirling lazily between my fingers. My gaze was fixed out the large window, the view of the city stretching below. Lights flickered in the distance, the hum of the streets drifting up, but my mind was far from the noise of the world. The world that didn’tven know I was pulling strings behind the scenes.

But Alex… Christiana… now that was a different story.

The mess they were in? The whole kidnapping ordeal, the lies, the betrayal? Oh, I couldn’t help but smile to myself. Daniel Brooks had finally been caught. Finally. The bastard. He’d made such a mess of things, hadn’t he? I always knew he wasn’t as clever as he thought he was, and it was nice to see him locked away, finally reaping what he’d sown. But let’s be honest: I was more entertained by the ripple effect it would cause than by the fact that he was now behind bars.

Daniel had thought he was some kind of hero, swooping in to save Christiana and the kids, trying to play the knight in shining armor. What an idiot. He had no idea how deep he was in, or how much worse it was going to get. But it didn’t matter now. The damage was done, and he was in jail, but that didn’t mean the storm was over. No, this was just the beginning.

I had nothing to do with it. Nothing to do with the kidnapping or the chaos that had followed. But that was the beauty of it. While they were all getting tangled in their web of guilt and confusion, I had been sitting back, watching from the sidelines. And that suited me just fine.

You see, while Alex and Christiana thought they were going to finally find some peace after everything that had happened, I knew better. They had no idea what was coming next.

The truth was, I didn’t need to be involved to enjoy watching their world crumble. I knew I wasn’t going to get Alex back. Christiana had him now, completely. I had tried for so long to claw my way back into his life, but the fire at Christiana’s apartment, the kidnapping, the lies–it had all gone too far. Alex had made it clear that I was the monster in his life. “You’ll never have me again, Bianca,” he’d said to me, his voice cold with finality. The words had cut deep, but I’d deserved it. I had been nothing but a monster, after all.

He couldn’t forgive me for what I’d done. Not after everything. Not after the fire, not after I kidnapped Christiana. Hell, he had thrown me into jail and made it clear he never wanted to see me again. And Christiana? She had him.

could never change. Christiana had taken what I wanted, what I deserved.

of a mess. And that was where I

fool who had set this whole thing in motion, but the aftermath was something I had a front–row seat to. He thought he could fix everything by kidnapping the kids and trying to save Christiana from whatever mess he’d created in his own mind, but now he was locked up. He wasn’t the hero he thought he was. And all the while,

dirty. I knew everything there was to know about Alex, Christiana, and their kids–thanks to my sources. I had eyes everywhere. Everyone

torn to pieces by what happened to Christiana and the kids. And Christiana? She would never see it coming. They were probably sitting in their little bubble of happiness, acting like everything was okay. Like they had everything under control. But the truth?

situation. Things are moving faster than expected. The truth about Alex’s mother is about to come

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narrowed my eyes at the phone, a sense of anticipation building in my chest. Alex’s mother? Now that was something I hadn’t anticipated. What could she be hiding? What

seat at the table, and soon enough, I would be the

kids were safe, but Alex and Christiana? They would fall. I was patient. And when everything came crashing down,