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 choose,

you get it?” I reach out to him to hit his chest. “I wanted a choice to marry

smile c**k*s on his smile.

dumb?” I blink. “For the mafia strategist, you really can be

fall onto him. He

go, you

little dazed. “You’re

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

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taken away, he nestles his face in the crook of my

go lik

“Never”

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

snakes his fingers around mine, his wedding band shining

were gone for two weeks and only came back

on my way to see you from the airport

“I don’t trust you.”

trust me,” he kisses my jaw chastely, and it takes everything to not close my eyes and enjoy his

“Alex,” I whisper.

“Yes, baby?

“We’re dysfunctional,” I mutter.

just once. If you would have chosen the divorce, it was your only out.

I

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

I blink.

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

again, the lump in my throat

my

I mumble, “You’re it for me too,

“I love you, wife.”

freeze as soon as the words escape his lips, my lips parting

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

you.” He bites his lower lip. “You’re my wife and

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