Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 61

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 61 Is it edible?

VICTORIA’S POV

Sigh…

At this point, life appeared so helpless, and I don’t have any freaking way to look for some liberty from this mess.

Alessandro Devonte once again started crawling into my life; this time, I don’t know how to stop him. No matter what I say, this man seems to not mind any of it.

Did he sell all his shame in wholesale before entering here? Maybe, because the Ince egoistic, arrogant, and proud man seems so easygoing and ignorant from every insult that is coming on his way!

I repeatedly sighed while shifting my gaze toward Maria and James, as his presence already freaked them out, and from time to time, Maria glanced toward the kitchen and then shook her head. She is worried and nervous.

To be honest, I must admit that I am also guilty of this behavior. The man who never set foot in the kitchen has now taken control of it and insists on preparing meals for ‘his wife.’

I mean, did he just lose his memory at the part when we got divorced? Do I need to remind him about that? Or is he acting only? Because if he is acting, I swear then he is one fine actor!

“Yesterday, your father called,” James said, breaking the nerve-wracking silence in the living room and earning our attention. “I somehow lied to him that everything was fine. I just don’t know how long I can lie.”

Maria nodded her head. “Yeah, the old man is right.” She turned to me. “Can’t you just kick him out of the house before he destroys the kitchen?”

I narrowed my eyes at her. Wasn’t she the one asking me to patch everything with him? Now she is saying that.

Well, I know why she is saying that, though. After all, it’s about her ‘kitchen.’ Maria and her kitchen is a different story to tell. She is so much possessive about that place.

She is a bit concerned about her kitchen. Well, not a bit but a lot. Something she doesn’t like to share with anyone because she thinks that place belongs to her, wherever she goes.

in America, she never allowed anyone in the kitchen other than mama, me, and Antonio. Papa never went there, though.

She is more concerned about the kitchen than answering

What can I

things to

freaking don’t know! A part of me is making excuses for not using violence. Maybe, it’s the inner me wanting him

a terrible shock

is going on, guys?” Our heads turned to the direction from

Daniel. Both brothers just came from an exhibition that Jayden’s company held. I wanted to go but

are not aware of Alessandro’s presence

“Just the tsunami came into the house, now destroying the

exclaimed as Jayden turned to me in a daze. Their

my head. “It’s nothing,

stopped in the middle. Her eyes widened in anger. “How is it nothing? He is literally in my kitchen, and only God knows what he is

is in the kitchen, or what the hell

them, Maria stood up, “That’s it, I am done waiting here! I am going to kick him out of that place even if you don’t kick him out of the house! That place is not open for

heard James sighing as I stood up to follow her. Before that, I turned to

here,” I mumbled before following her

came from the kitchen, and I froze, and in the

my God! What have

messed up kitchen. Some utensils were scattered on the floor; maybe the sound came from there and then from

kill him! I can see

at our sudden presence. He transformed into a disheveled state as he scratched his neck and smiled

accident,

this mess?” I heard

the bowl and grinned proudly.