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.

asked you to choose,

to him to hit his chest. “I wanted a

his smile. “So, you don’t want to

“For the

I fall onto him. He cages his hands around me, settling me

go, you

little dazed. “You’re my

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

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face in the crook of my

“You can let me go lik I never meant anything to you, right? Then let

“Never”

his hold dying down,

never let you go,” he snakes his fingers around mine, his wedding band

did,” I sniff. “You were gone for two weeks and

to see you from the airport

“I don’t trust you.”

he kisses my jaw chastely, and it takes everything to

“Alex,” I whisper.

“Yes, baby?

“We’re dysfunctional,” I mutter.

And just once. If you would have chosen the

I did. I keep calling you

chin. “And that chyb stunt you pulled for my attention? Hardly a cry for

I blink.

in front of you. If it’s not you, it’s

the lump in

you,” he whispers, kissing my nose. “Do you want a divorce,

crazy for still only wanting you despite everything?” I

“I love you, wife.”

the words escape his lips, my

grin, pulling my face away from

bites his lower lip. “You’re my

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