Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 119

LEAH

I swallow hard, my hands trembling so badly I have to clutch them behind my

back.

"No," I say, my voice cracking. "Of course not! Alex, you know me..."

"Do I?" he asks, tilting his head, his green eyes unreadable.

The assistant stands frozen behind the counter, the dress draped over her arm like a dead body.

I force a smile, blinking fast to hide the sting in my eyes.

"I'll just... call Daddy," I say quickly. "He'll transfer the money right now. It's no big deal."

Alex chuckles a low, dangerous sound that makes my blood turn to ice.

Is he testing me?

"Of course," he responds, "Call Daddy."

His words are laced with mockery, but I ignore it.

I'm sure it's a test.

One I'm not going to lose!

I've come too close to the goal to let it slip off my hands.

I yank my phone out of my purse so fast it almost flies across the room.

Dialing my father's number, I press it to my ear, forcing a smile at Alex.

He watches me, hands still shoved casually into his pockets, like he's enjoying every second of my slow public death.

A part of me is upset. How can he humiliate me this way? Even when I've

portrayed a picture of how rich we are, he still wants proof?

Fine!

The phone rings.

And rings.

And rings.

Finally, it goes to voicemail.

I laugh it off and redial, panic clawing at my throat.

No answer.

No answer.

No answer.

I want to scream.

raises an eyebrow, his silence louder

I say, lowering the

Alex hums thoughtfully.

don't have money!" I blurt out. "It's just a large... eh..I'll just

shouldn't even be having, but

back ten times more when

through, and the

a refund policy?" I whisper the question to one of the

"Yes ma'am, as long as

and walk

"I'm so excited!"

responds as he starts the ignition, and my

is excited to marry

the city, the dress packed carefully in the back as I imagine

I can't stop smiling.

Alex said he's excited.

Excited.

my head over and over until it starts to sound

all those years weren't for nothing. Maybe, finally,

one of

to.

teeth at the memory of how my heart used to

pictures Henry sent me.

plaster on a dazzling smile. That's now in

bitch is dead

like Sloane will be soon enough if

I trait after him, my hips swaying, letting every woman in

a corner table, Sloane sits like the

spots me, her face

Good.

in your bitterness,

Alex's arm, flashing

loud enough for the

Her eyes are glued

to make people turn and stare. "You don't just wake

Wait....

What?

wedding is this

Oh my God!

it Sloane. Now you've ruined the surprise." Alex says

I join him.

She doesn't know?" Sloane raises an

knows the wedding is in motion but i

me,

I mean, no. It's

laugh, full of

chair, looking at Alex like

won't betray Athena by helping plan her enemy's wedding," she

have no choice. Leah, tell her what your dream wedding is.

to me like I'm some disease she can't scrub off the floor and I

have some pinned

my phone with a bright, fake smile, tapping

album titled "Mrs. King".

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