The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back! by H. Dally

Chapter 165

"Thalassa, security just called. There's a man at the door asking to see you,"

Having her breakfast, Thalassa was about to put a piece of pancake in her mouth, but her hand froze midair. Since her return to New York had been abrupt, she'd told no one about it. The only one who knew was Luisa. Unless Luisa had told Zeke. But Zeke wouldn't need permission to get into the house since the house was his. So it couldn't be him.

Frowning, she asked, "Did he give a name?"

"Kris Miller." Betty answered.

Thalassa sucked in a breath, dropping her fork onto her plate. What the heck was he doing here?

Gritting her teeth, she snatched her phone and quickly dialed Luisa's number. (1)

"Thalassa?" Luisa answered, surprised. "We just spoke a few minutes ago. What's up?"

"Did you tell Kris I was in New York?" Thalassa questioned.

"Why do you ask?" Luisa gasped, her voice suddenly alarmed. "Don't tell me he's there?"

"Oh, he's here, alright. Outside the house." Thalassa huffed. "You gave him the address, didn't you? Why would you do that? You know how risky it is!"

"Lassa, I didn't!" Luisa protested. "Kris came by yesterday to pick you up for that ridiculous movie date. I told him you were in New York, but I didn't give him the address. Why would I give it to him when I know he can discover your secret if he goes there?" Thalassa narrowed her eyes, pacing. "So, you didn't give him the address?"

"No! I swear. I would never do that," Luisa insisted.

"That means he's stalking me."

before Luisa asked, her voice now worried, "Do you think he has

herself to stay calm. "No. He doesn't

"The guards are waiting

them." She extended her hand and received the phone from Betty. Bringing it to her ear, she sternly instructed, "Do not let that man in under any circumstances. Otherwise, you risk getting fired. Is that clear?" In the background, she could hear the head of security relaying the message to Kris. "Entry denied. Miss Thompson doesn't

unmistakable, came through. "I'm just worried. I'm not leaving until I see

Should

let him past the gate. He'll leave when he gets tired." Outside the gate, Kris ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "Tell her I'm not moving an inch until she

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her if you want but not on the pavement. It's private property." The man

the road, muttering under his breath. He'd arrived in New York the night before

had taken care of Zeke's grandma while she was alive, it hadn't taken long to

to leave, it meant he was going to be standing outside until Thalassa decided to let him

peeked at him every few minutes, probably wondering whether

he was, but he couldn't get the gloomy feeling from his chest that something was amiss. Something he needed to know. And

later, Thalassa was fuming as she paced the length of the living

containing her amusement. "No, Thalassa. He's still standing out there like

her phone. Kris was still there. He was drenched in sweat, his shirt sticking to him in the scorching heat,

as she raised a brow at Thalassa. "You say he's not here to harm you, so why don't you just allow him in

protested. "He can't come

been there past lunchtime. Only a determined man will do that, but he also looks like he's starving." "Well, that's not exactly my problem is it? There are thousands of restaurants around. He can always leave to go eat." Thalassa mused, turning away from the phone

and soon night fell. Upstairs, Thalassa was startled by the rumbling sound of thunder, followed by intense sounds of the wind howling, and then the sound of torrential rain. "I'll be right back." she said as she slipped out of the room she

right?" she asked

yes. Because there was no way Kris could possibly be standing in the rain just because he wanted

concerned. "No, Thalassa. He's still standing out