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Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 60: Meeting The Kids
JESSICA’S POV “Mommy, where are we going?” Sabrina asked me as we stepped out of the house. I looked down at her as I grinned. “Guess?” I wiggled my brows. She pretended to be thinking like she didn't overhear me telling their caretaker. “The beach?” She deliberately guessed wrong. I shook my head, turning to Felicia to guess also. “Is it the amusement park?” She asked, sounding unsure of her answer. I faced Israel who just shrugged, not caring where we were headed at all. “The only person with the correct answer here is… Felicia!” I announced. She grinned wide as she clapped her hands in joy.JESSICA’S POV “Mommy, where are we going?” Sabrina asked me as we stepped out of the house. I looked down at her as I grinned. “Guess?” I wiggled my brows. She pretended to be thinking like she didn't overhear me telling their caretaker. “The beach?” She deliberately guessed wrong. I shook my head, turning to Felicia to guess also. “Is it the amusement park?” She asked, s
Last Updated : 2024-08-27Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 61: Jealousy
BRIAN’S POVHi, Brian. This is from Freddy, Jessica’s husband. I am using this medium to personally invite you to her upcoming birthday. I am planning a surprise party for her and I don’t want her to know about it. Thank you.I hissed at the card, dumping it in the nearest bin. He wanted me to attend her birthday party. Wasn't it enough that I had to watch them together? I knew what he was getting at and I would not allow him to succeed. Whatever the reason I was, I would not attend. Why this torment? The torture? The pain?I already decided to stay out of her business and kept everything else professional. If only Jessica knew what he was doing and stopped him. It was their marriage and it was none of my business. Maybe I should have heed David’s advice months back and told Jessica about my ordeal. She would have had pity on me and taken me back, probably. I shook my head, tugging at my tie and staring at my reflection in the mirror. I have not even visited Angela since the last
Last Updated : 2024-08-28Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 62
BRIAN’S POV Hi, Brian. This is from Freddy, Jessica’s husband. I am using this medium to personally invite you to her upcoming birthday. I am planning a surprise party for her and I don’t want her to know about it. Thank you. I hissed at the card, dumping it in the nearest bin. He wanted me to attend her birthday party. Wasn't it enough that I had to watch them together? I knew what he was getting at and I would not allow him to succeed. Whatever the reason I was, I would not attend. Why this torment? The torture? The pain? I already decided to stay out of her business and kept everything else professional. If only Jessica knew what he was doing and stopped him. It was their marriage and it was none of my business. Maybe I should have heed David’s advice months back and told Jessica about my ordeal. She would have had pity on me and taken me back, probably. I shook my head, tugging at my tie and staring at my reflection in the mirror. I have not even visited Angela since
Last Updated : 2024-09-06Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 63
JESSICA’S POV “Mommy, where are we going?” Sabrina asked me as we stepped out of the house. I looked down at her as I grinned. “Guess?” I wiggled my brows. She pretended to be thinking like she didn't overhear me telling their caretaker. “The beach?” She deliberately guessed wrong. I shook my head, turning to Felicia to guess also. “Is it the amusement park?” She asked, sounding unsure of her answer. I faced Israel who just shrugged, not caring where we were headed at all. “The only person with the correct answer here is… Felicia!” I announced. She grinned wide as she clapped her hands in joy. JESSICA’S POV “Mommy, where are we going?” Sabrina asked me as we stepped out of the house. I looked down at her as I grinned. “Guess?” I wiggled my brows. She pretended to be thinking like she didn't overhear me telling their caretaker. “The beach?” She deliberately guessed wrong. I shook my head, turning to Felicia to guess also. “Is it the amusement park?
Last Updated : 2024-09-07Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 64
JESSICA’S POV “Mommy, where are we going?” Sabrina asked me as we stepped out of the house. I looked down at her as I grinned. “Guess?” I wiggled my brows. She pretended to be thinking like she didn't overhear me telling their caretaker. “The beach?” She deliberately guessed wrong. I shook my head, turning to Felicia to guess also. “Is it the amusement park?” She asked, sounding unsure of her answer. I faced Israel who just shrugged, not caring where we were headed at all. “The only person with the correct answer here is… Felicia!” I announced. She grinned wide as she clapped her hands in joy. JESSICA’S POV “Mommy, where are we going?” Sabrina asked me as we stepped out of the house. I looked down at her as I grinned. “Guess?” I wiggled my brows. She pretended to be thinking like she didn't overhear me telling their caretaker. “The beach?” She deliberately guessed wrong. I shook my head, turning to Felicia to guess also. “Is it the amusement park
Last Updated : 2024-09-08Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 65
Chapter Eighty-Four: Sudden Heat SHERRY’S POV I rolled on my stomach, feeling my entire body soaked in sweat. I popped one eye open and I stretched out to turn on the lamp. I stared at the ceiling, rolled on my back, and let out a deep sigh. What was happening? I sat myself up, breathing out through my mouth. I scrambled down the bed. Maybe it was the fact that I had closed tne windows and there was no room for air. Just as I stood before the window, the moonlight shone brightly into the room as I pulled the curtains apart. I let out an instant groan, shifting back as my skin etched, becoming even more sensitive. My entire dress was wet and here I was, staying away from the moon. What exactly was happening? I was not feeling sick yet my body reacted sharply. It was not the full moon night either. I went to the bathroom to have a cool bath but seeing my reflection in the mirror, I knew something was wrong somewhere. I pulled my hair behind my ears and stared at my nec
Last Updated : 2024-09-09Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 66
BRIAN’ S POV “Yes, Violeta. Send the emails to them and make sure to finish up the files.” I said as I walked into Holly Empire, barely responding to the greeting from a passerby. “Also, make sure that the files with Holly are done before tonight. We are lagging behind.” I told her. “Okay, sir.” She responded. I disconnected the call, swiping my access card on the access control. I walked into the elevator, letting out a deep sigh as I clicked the ninth floor. Just as the elevator closed up, someone pushed their leg forward, stopping it from closing and I lifted a confused look up to see Bishop who tilted his head to the side. He came to stand beside me, dipping one of his hands into his pocket. “Good morning,” He greeted. “Morning to you too,” I replied, keeping my focus forward. We didn't talk to each other after that. Reaching the seventh floor, Bishop stepped out while I continued to the ninth floor. I had a meeting with Jessica and I knew I was on time today. Getting there,
Last Updated : 2024-09-10Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 65: The President’s son
Meeting the president’s son was really not as I expected. At least not the way I expected it to be. BRIAN’ S POV “Yes, Violeta. Send the emails to them and make sure to finish up the files.” I said as I walked into Holly Empire, barely responding to the greeting from a passerby. “Also, make sure that the files with Holly are done before tonight. We are lagging behind.” I told her. “Okay, sir.” She responded. I disconnected the call, swiping my access card on the access control. I walked into the elevator, letting out a deep sigh as I clicked the ninth floor. Just as the elevator closed up, someone pushed their leg forward, stopping it from closing and I lifted a confused look up to see Bishop who tilted his head to the side. He came to stand beside me, dipping one of his hands into his pocket. “Good morning,” He greeted. “Morning to you too,” I replied, keeping my focus forward. We didn't talk to each other after that. Reaching the seventh floor, Bishop stepped out while I contin
Last Updated : 2024-09-11
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Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 79
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 78
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 77
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 76
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 75
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expres
Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 74
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expression
Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 73: Investigation
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expression w
Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 72: Confused
BRIAN’S POV I stared at my phone, tapping my fingers against the desk as the ringtone droned on for the third time. No answer. Grey wasn’t exactly the most reliable guy when it came to picking up calls, but this felt different. The longer the silence stretched, the tighter the knot in my stomach became. He should’ve answered by now. Something wasn’t right. I hung up and dialed again, muttering under my breath. “Come on, Grey. Pick up.” Still nothing. Before I could decide whether to leave another message, my phone buzzed in my hand. An unknown number lit up the screen. For a second, I debated ignoring it, but instinct told me to answer. “This is Brian,” I said sharply. “Brian, this is Officer Carter from the precinct.” The name took a second to register. Carter. I’d spoken to him before—back when Angela first got arrested. His tone wasn’t urgent, but it wasn’t casual, either. “What’s going on?” I asked, already bracing myself for bad news. There was a pause
Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce 71: Released
**Angela’s POV** The metallic clang of the prison gate echoed behind me, a sound I thought I’d never hear again. For three long months, those gates had been my reality—cold, unyielding, and suffocating. Now, they were shutting behind me, leaving a hollow sense of disbelief in their wake. I took a hesitant step forward, my heart pounding in my chest as I squinted into the sunlight. Freedom felt foreign, as though I’d stepped into someone else’s life. A black car idled by the curb, sleek and polished, standing out against the drab prison exterior. I had no idea who was responsible for my release. The last time I’d heard from anyone, it was Brian's failed attempt to see me, blocked by the guards. I thought about him for a brief moment, then quickly shoved the thought away. The driver exited the car and opened the back door, gesturing for me to enter. I hesitated until I saw her. Sophia White. My mother. She stepped out of the car with the grace of someone who always command
