Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 94

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 94 It’s an emergency!

ALESSANDRO’S POV

I arrived at my office after dropping Victoria off. I had just settled into my chair when my phone buzzed with a new text message.

I looked down, and my lips formed a smile as I noticed it was from Victoria. Without delay, I unlocked my phone, entered the message section, and opened her text.

‘Did you reach the office yet? Just a little time after we parted, both the baby and I are already missing you.’

Then she ended with a sad emoticon.

‘Yes, I reached just now. And don’t be sad, baby. We will be together soon after work, alright? Love you so much, my little heart.’

Adding a love emoticon, I send it to her.

Immediately later, another text popped up on the screen.

‘Okay darling, and remember to return the watch to its owner. Only then will I be relaxed. And I love you too, Mr Devonte. See you soon.’

I stared at her text and could only read the same line again and again.

‘remember to return the watch…’

Victoria, how would I tell you that you have already returned the watch to its owner? And the owner is your husband only.

I brought out the watch from my suit pocket and looked at it. I caressed the glass on top of it. It still remains the same, with a little scratch mark from the fire.

A vintage watch that once belonged to my father. He gave it to me on my graduation day and said, ‘Son, this is just the start of your life. Don’t waste a single time here.’

Then Mom and Dad died in an accident. And a few years later, I lost it in a fire accident. I was so sad and regretful for a long time after losing that watch in the accident. This watch has always given me strength in bad times.

just as all hope seemed lost, a young girl emerged like a guardian angel, rescuing me from

found Camilla beside me. She claimed she saved me and even blamed my accident for her ruined

us lies for over half a year, and we digested them. My family love her, especially Grandma. She even put a crown on her head and promised a dream

somewhat compelled to agree with the decision. At that time, I did not want to hurt Grandma. I even felt guilty hearing Camilla lose her career because of me. So,

met a new assistant. Victoria Blake. She caught my eyes at the

was more qualified to be in other departments. Yet, I paid her a salary based on her

long, I discovered my fondness for her and became drawn to her. At this point, the idea of a marriage commitment between Camilla and me began to

was where everything started between us. I didn’t know

found us, and everyone blamed Victoria that she drugged

without knowing the

suppressed my fondness for her and started despising her when she said she was

Camilla, I got married to Victoria. At that time, Camilla

idiotic husband who was ridiculously irresponsible in the marriage. At the same time, Victoria tried to be the perfect wife, the perfect wife anyone could get. But soon after marriage, I

gently tapping my chin, realizing that neither Victoria

her even after knowing she wasn’t the one who drugged me. Could it be that she lied

and

that Victoria lied to me. It appears that everyone around me was deceitful, except

remained honest and true to me. Then what is the real reason behind it? What if I am wrong and she did not lie? Could it be

What if…

for Calvin. He just returned to America yesterday. I gave him a day off, and he would join the work from today. While I harbored doubts initially, he took it upon himself to investigate

was a knock on the door, and

boss. I was about to come and inform you about

tell me, how is the investigation going on, Calvin? I asked you to find out if Victoria was pregnant three years

head. “I am sorry,

though I felt angry that

to cope with my every order, so I decided

did not convey sympathy but kept my face blank and gloomy. “Keep your investigation on, Calvin. I

slowly,

about that night of my accident? You did not find anything, did

the ground and shook his head. “No, sir. We couldn’t get any photos of that