Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Chapter 22

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 22

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 22 For the time being

VICTORIA’S POV

Isn’t it true that life tends to play pranks on us at the most inconvenient moments?

After loving this man for three years, enduring being ignored and despised by him, and ultimately deciding to leave, he suddenly held my hand and asked me to return to him.

What should I say? Could this be a joke?

I froze for a while, completely confused. If it were a few days ago, I would have cried to God, thanking him for sending this man into my life.

But now? I really don’t know how to act about this particular thing.

Considering the past, I think staying far from this man is best for myself and my unborn child, and somehow it’s very funny in a disgusting way.

I pulled my hand away from him with a mocking sneer on my lips.

“Oh, my…my! Mr. Devonte, it appears that the accident has caused confusion for you regarding many things. Is this a result of your injury?” I raised an eyebrow inquiringly. “However, this is a common occurrence, so there’s no need to worry. Would you like me to summon a doctor for you?”

He only stared at me. “Those blue eyes were dull and… hurt?” Oh wow! Is he hurt? For what? This is even funnier.

But unfortunately, I was in no mood, so I shook my head in denial. “Oh, no need for a doctor?” I asked again.

He didn’t respond, so I shrugged. “Fine then.”

I never thought I could be this much sarcastic in life. Guess what? The situation taught me everything.

I turned around and just took a step to leave when suddenly his hand grabbed my hand, and before I could react, his hands found my waist and dragged me to the bed.

pressing me close to him, his soft, warm lips slammed on mine. My eyes widened

know if he felt any pain or not because he did not let me go but

the fuck he

felt like he

is he

then drove crazy in my mouth, devouring every

Well, far more than

him physically,

started massaging mine, I took the chance

him away,

as my tears are on the verge. Before I started crying in front of this unfaithful man, I

Fuck you, Alessandro Devonte.

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ALESSANDRO’S POV

fresh and torturous on my tongue. I could taste my own blood. However, this is not what is painful to me or makes

How could I?

and feel her beside me. Though the fever was

made her even more charming. The slight blush

a long time, I felt like eating. No one can beat her cook, not

but hers is

and I didn’t want her to. Without waiting

her to come back and begged for

I have put her through in the last three years. Still, I lost my rationality, and

her in my life forever and

in frustration. How the fuck am I going to solve this mess now

Beep~Beep…

of my phone broke my thoughts, and when I looked at the screen, it

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