Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 47

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 47 What if…

ALESSANDRO’S POV

Leaning against my office chair, I went through every memory I had with Victoria. Her moves, actions, words, and calmness always showed her classy upbringing, but we were a fool never to realize that.

Everyone marked her as a gold digger when she entered my life. I never understood her care and love and kept giving her kindness a name.

Now, I don’t know how to make things right when I think about everything. Many things have happened between us since she started working as my assistant, including the night three years ago when she was charged with drugging me, her fake pregnancy, our marriage, and even things that happened as recently as last night. Everything seems a blessing to my life which I have destroyed with my own hands!

I have chosen to trust Camilla’s words over hers, but what happened now? Everything turned into a big lie that can not be changed.

Victoria has never drugged me this time and I have let the past go long ago. Even that time She has never attempted to harm me, only loved me; it was Camilla all this while. Camilla has caused both Victoria and me pain and has deceived my family.

Now, I even doubt her words that saved me three years ago. I always was, and now I just wanted proof against her. Only one…

A thought crossed my mind, making me sit straight. When I wedded Victoria three years ago, she informed me that she was pregnant, which was the primary motivation behind our marriage. But later, I found out that she lied to marry me.

What if… No!

and he entered my office a few seconds

“Yes, sir?”

years ago, Victoria claimed she was pregnant. Find out if she was really

for some time in confusion and then nodded without

photo from the accident

the photo, I am still searching for it. No

Calvin. You don’t have too much time for this.” I’m growing more

just one glance,

out of battery. Despite my phone being fully charged, I continued to ignore her calls, which were so frequent that she almost broke

to transfer her calls to me. Right now, I am

tried to go against her and blame her in every way. The one who was known by my wife or ex-wife now gets to know by

her identity. No matter who she is—Victoria Blake or Edwards—she is mine,

want to discuss Camilla, and it wouldn’t be unexpected if she did. Grandma tends to view Camilla as a saint and is more inclined to pardon her faults, unlike Victoria. They are

stopped. It was a matter of time before grandma appeared in the office or maybe my home alone. However, my focus now is not on anything but bringing Victoria back at any cost. I have

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A day later…

matching tie and shoes. I back-brushed my hair and looked in the mirror. Looking perfect. I suppressed my excitement and composed myself like a gentleman before leaving my room. As I descended the stairs, Sophia, the chief maid, halted

smiled. “You seem to be in a happy

tried my heart and soul to suppress that gloating excitement, but I couldn’t. Sophia’s hawk eyes didn’t