Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 45

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 45 Victoria Edwards?!

ALESSANDRO’S POV

With the same dream of my accident three years ago, I woke up from sleep with a ray of annoying brightness on my face.

This was the second time I saw Victoria opening my eyes.

But why? She wasn’t the one who saved me, but it was Camilla. Maybe, because I miss her so much, she always appeared in my dreams.

I miss her… Yes, I do, but what she did this evening is something not acceptable. She drugged me three years ago to climb on my bed.

I know the situation was different, and she lied to marry me. For three years, I did wrong to her, and I admit that too. However, that does not justify her action and what she did last night. She drugged me again and used the same method for it.

I turned to face her, and the moment I turned to see her, my brain stopped when I found the bed empty beside me, and suddenly my mind joined too in that line.

Only her sweet and delicate fragrance lingered in the air.

Without delay, I sat up in bed and scanned the area. Only my garments were neatly arranged, and there was no indication of hers. She really left!

My anger suddenly converted into fear of losing her, and I jumped out of bed. I want to see her no matter what; even if she drugged me, I don’t care. I had never experienced what occurred last night—the emotions and sense of satisfaction were entirely new to me.

need to

couch. Perhaps I had thrown it there in a fit of anger the day

I forgot to charge my phone before attending

had worn the night before. Then I

to the reception area, the receptionist girl was surprised

I help you, sir?” She

called Victoria Blake? She was here at the party yesterday; I want to meet her. Can you tell

can

fingers in my

you inform me of her location? Has she departed from the party, or

and then nodded. “Maybe, I can check the lost for

the desk, furrowed her brows together, and

Are you sure about her name, sir?” She asked with a little doubt that

am fucking Alessandro Devonte! Too busy to play

for a second and then nodded, “I am sorry, sir, but there

How is that

sir, but Victoria Blake is not on my list.” The receptionist

was not in the mood to appreciate such a thing as I was

“Director…”

as I turned to face him. He rushed

God, you are fine! I was so worried when you didn’t pick up your phone. Are

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