Chapter 139

(MIA)

“Mia! Stop Youre drunk Alex’s voice reverberates through his s**d living room.

“No” I call back, and before I could make up my mind, I end up in the outdoor pool area of his house.

I wasn’t drunk, I was tipsy at best.

Alex sighs following me, leaning on the open glass doors, watching me throw myself on one of the lounge chairs.

You were hospitalised just a little over a month ago. Alcohol isnt good for you right now,” he was frowning

“Ex-husbands aren’t supposed to care.

Alex shakes his head, sitting on the adjacent lounge chair while facing me.

I look away to the other side.

Mia, look here.”

Na

Mix”

No!

He lets out an exasperated breath. You’re an annoying drunk, you know?”

“Men usually find their wives adorable. Of course you’ll find me annoying. I’m your ex-wife. I huff back.

You’re not my ex-wife.”

My voice shakes, “I will be after we sign the divorce papers.”

“You’ve made up your mind? You want a divorce?” This man had the audacity to sound hurt.

I look at him just to glare. “If you haven’t noticed, I don’t really get a choice around here. It’s always ‘Mia this, and Mia that.” I mimic his heavy voice.

you

I reach out to him to hit his chest. “I wanted a choice to marry you. Not

little smile c**k*s on his smile. “So, you don’t want to leave

the mafia

I fall onto

me go,

little dazed. “You’re my

divorce you just because you gave me the choice.” I wriggle, trying

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in the crook of my neck, and

me go lik I never meant anything to you, right?

“Never”

his hold dying down, the

go,” he snakes his fingers around

two weeks

you from the airport when Stephen called me,”

“I don’t trust you.”

trust me,” he kisses my jaw chastely, and it

“Alex,” I whisper.

“Yes, baby?

“We’re dysfunctional,” I mutter.

“I gave you an out, baby. One out. And just once. If you would have chosen the

did. I keep calling you

my wife,” he kisses my chin. “And that chyb stunt you pulled

I blink.

it’s not you, it’s nobody for

the lump

you,” he whispers, kissing my nose.

only wanting you despite everything?” I mumble, “You’re it for me too, Alex Whitlock.”

“I love you, wife.”

words escape his lips, my lips

grin, pulling my face away from

He bites his lower lip. “You’re my wife and I’m

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