His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 139

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 to

him to hit his chest. “I

his smile. “So,

“For the mafia strategist, you

pulls me. Tipsy and unbalanced, I fall onto him. He cages his hands around me, settling me in

me go, you

a little dazed. “You’re my

because you gave me the choice.” I wriggle,

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away, he nestles his face in the crook of my neck, and I ignore the goosebumps

continue struggling to no avail. “You can let me go lik

“Never”

attempts to wriggle out of his hold dying down, the tears filling into my eyes. “How can you

go,” he snakes his fingers around mine, his

you did,” I sniff. “You were gone for two weeks and only came back

my way to see you from the airport when Stephen

“I don’t trust you.”

chastely, and it takes

“Alex,” I whisper.

“Yes, baby?

“We’re dysfunctional,” I mutter.

gave you an out, baby. One out. And just once. If you would have chosen the divorce, it was your only

I did. I

kisses my chin. “And that chyb stunt you pulled for my attention?

I blink.

If it’s not you, it’s nobody for me, baby. I’ve been a fool before, many times in fact when it

lump in my

kissing my nose. “Do you want

for still only wanting you despite everything?” I mumble, “You’re it

“I love you, wife.”

escape his lips, my lips parting

I grin, pulling my face away from him to look at

“You’re my wife and

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