Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 66 ~ The baby is here?

ATHENA

My fingers tighten around the doorknob as I stare at Alex. His green eyes burn

into me with an intensity that makes my chest feel tight. There's no mistaking the anger simmering that look, but his voice remains dangerously calm when he speaks.

"There she is. The mother of my unborn child."

The way he says it sends a chill down my spine. My heart hammers, but I refuse to let him see the effect he has on me. I push the door shut behind me and drop my bag onto the small table by the entrance.

I grab my takeaway pack and sit on the couch, trying to seem unbothered even though my heart is in my throat.

"I didn't realize you still lived here," I say, my tone laced with mockery.

His lips twitch in something that is far from a smile, and he slowly rises to his feet. The air in the room shifts.

Alex never raises his voice, but his presence alone is suffocating.

When he speaks, you hear him, no matter how low his tone is.

"I've been busy," he replies, rolling up his sleeves even further. His forearms flex as he moves, the veins standing out under his tanned skin. "But imagine my surprise when I find out that while I'm dealing with business, my wife is out having lunch with another man."

My pulse jumps. So that's what this is about.

"You mean my friend?" I counter, crossing my arms. "Because that's what Zayan is. A friend."

His head tilts slightly, his expression unreadable. “Friend,” he repeats slowly. He takes a step forward, and I instinctively shrink back, hoping the couch can swallow me whole so I can hide from this burning gaze. His gaze darkens, amusement flickering in those cold eyes.

"Tell me, Athena, do all your friends look at you the way he does?"

I grit my teeth. "Don't do this, Alex."

He runs a hand through his hair, exhaling slowly like he's trying

between us. "Come home late, leave before I wake up, act like you suddenly

fast for me to catch. He steps closer, erasing the distance between us until I can feel the heat of his body as he kneels before me, hoding my chin in his hands,

even try to test me Athena, I tolerate Noah because he's a cousin but he understands he can't cross the line i've drawn but as for your precious lover, I'll ruin him so bad,

nails dig into the couch, my pulse hammering in my ears. His grip on my chin isn't brutal,

always

shout. He doesn't like to repeat

He controls.

He demands.

him, I'm not his puppet, and he

decide who I see," I snap,

he releases me, standing to his full height. He looks down at me, his expression unreadable, but the fire in his

"I just did."

push up from the couch, refusing to let him tower

You can go

His jaw ticks.

he states, like I need a reminder when I can feel the weight even as I'm sitting. "And that means you don't get to do whatever you want

fists. "So I should sit at home, wait for you like a good little wife, while you do

slowly, rolling his shoulders like he's

meet him again." The finality in

I challenge, lifting

just watches me for a second before he

and the mother of my child.

Ene

the next time

so

up my

controlling, arrogant-"