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CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE

Penulis: Grace Kelly
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-01-30 21:52:35

ALARIC’S POV

The call he had awaited forever finally came through the next morning. His words last night kept playing in his mind as he drove them to the station. Isabella didnt make a mention of it, but he was curious to know what she thought of him right now.

“About last night… I’m sorry I burdened you.” He let out. Conversation was the key, right?

“I’m not burdened, Alaric. If nothing, I’m glad you deemed me fit to share that part of you.” Her tone was warm, and he could tell she meant it.

They said nothing until they pulled up in the building, and he watched her freeze.

“What are we doing here?” Her voice cracked.

“I have a surprise for you, " he said as he walked over to her and held her hand.

Her heart was pounding so loudly against her ribcage as they walked through the passway. She could imagine them coming to take her away. However, they stopped in front of two men.

“Do you know these men, Mrs Wolfe?” A uniformed man questioned. Isabella looked at the two men dressed in s
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    ISABELLA’S POVIn the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. Days filled with laughter, love, unending compassion, and many dramas. The paintings were retrieved, and my name cleared. I even got an apology from the CEO.I also learnt about Alaric’s love for slow music and his carefree side. Knowing how much sacrifice he would make for me was almost amazing. Alaric was my light on the rough, dark road. He was the only one who truly believed in me and fought for me during those times. Seeing how love could really change someone like Alaric into who he was now was remarkable. But I didn't blame him for how he became; his father was nothing but a monster, and he had grown up believing he had to be that way, too. My heart ached terribly as I stood in line, a ticket in hand and my suitcase in another. Alaric had left to attend to some work emergency. A dark cloud loomed over my heart as I wished I could stretch the day longer than 24 hours to spend more time with him. I had branched Mireille

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  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE

    ISABELLA’S POV“You looked stunning up there tonight.” My husband mumbled against my ears, his hot breath landing on my neck, causing me to bite my lip. “I can't wait to tear every single piece apart.” His voice was low now, and I squeezed my eyes shut as my mind filled with imagination of what he could do to me. My lips parted a little.“Permission to have some fun.” The CEO announced, and the woohs from the people pulled me back into reality. We were now sitting in a corner of the afterparty; the colored light dimmed to create a warm illusion. A song was blaring through the big speakers. Everyone was dancing too.I felt Alaric’s fingers crawl over my thigh, and I stiffened, my eyes meeting his. The warmth from the touch was seeping through my flesh. He smirked as he stretched me a glass of alcohol. “Drink away, wife. It’s your big day, and I am fucking proud of you.” The way he said it was so seductive could be that or the fact that this was my second cup. Something rose in me, an

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  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX

    THIRD PERSON’S POVAlaric ran his fingers through his hair as he huffed. His anger was brewing, but not at her but himself. Maybe he had overreacted a little. This person was her boss, after all; this was her dream, her line of work, and he might have to accept. But how was he supposed to stand there and watch another man touch his wife?Adjusting his tie, he slammed the car door shut and then stormed after her.“Isa!! Stop!” He ordered, but she didn't budge. She had heard him, but she would be damned to let him have his way. She could feel the volcano in her about to erupt, coupled with the twist deep in her stomach.“Fuck Isa. Do you always have to be so stubborn?” He increased his pace, and so did she. Finally, she sighted the door and stormed in, fiddling with the lock when it was pushed open.“Fuck Isa. Fuck!” He yelled, looking at everything but her. “I am going to have hypertension at this point.” He was breathing heavily and running his fingers through his hair again. “Wha

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    ISABELLA’S POVI felt my heart swell with pride as I spoke. I was standing in a room with five men looking at me and nodding in agreement. CEO Rex was dressed in a grey suit and black shirt and had a proud expression. He was relaxed in his seat, his fingers stroking his beard. Today was my first day in San Francisco, and I had to catch an early flight to get here, and luckily, it was barely five hours. A car had come to pick me up, too.“I believe doing this will benefit our company because it will strengthen loyalty and help build a relationship with the community. I need you to understand that the world is revolving, and seeing things from young talents’ perspectives might just be what we need to keep us growing. Thank you.” I completed the sentence and watched Rex clap with a smile.Picking the document, I headed back to my seat. My heart started to race. What if they didn't like my idea? Wouldn't that make me look like a fool?“See, I told you she is a very intelligent woman,” Re

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  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT

    ISABELLA’S POVEven as we sat on the left side of the room, the looming feeling was unshaken. The setting was pretty. From the chandelier hanging low to the large wooden piano sitting in the centre of the room to the pianist clicking away. Including the white fabrics spread on each table and the pretty flowers. The atmosphere smelt so nice and rich. I couldn't tell if it was due to the other guests there or if a particular spray was infused in the air.I watched him signal the waiter, and he walked over. He was dressed in a white shirt and black pants, his black hair neatly trimmed, and a smile on his face.“What would you love to eat, Isabella?” he asked, quickly adding, “Can I call you that?”I hummed in response, too nervous to talk. It widened as my eyes ran over the words on the menu I had picked from the table. Every single meal here was so expensive that even water wasn't spared. It wasn't that I couldn't eat them; I just wondered why he was so nice to me. Noticing their gazes

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  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE

    ISABELLA’S POVMy heart was racing so fast as we drove into a tall building with a vast compound. This was the second time I was coming to his house, the first time was when I was invited by his father to talk about the marriage. My fingers were trembling. It was like visiting the past and it left a sour taste in my mouth. “We can leave if you don’t want to.” He must have been able to tell.“No, I’m fine. I just can't wait to see them.” I lied and watched him raise his brows but he doesn't ask any questions.Stepping closer, he wrapped his palm around mine, and whispered, “If you ever get a need to leave, then I will get you out of here. I don't like them either so I won’t force you to.” His words felt like pouring a big bowl of ice over my burning nerves because I felt a lot of relief. We walked through the huge white door, laughter echoing through the air. My legs were getting wobbly and I dragged in a deep breathe to calm myself.We were still holding hands. “Mother.” Alaric s

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  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER SEVENTY

    ISABELLA’S POVI stood there frozen, unable to decide what to do or say. Was I to burst in on them and have her in a cuckold, or was I to wait till they left?I tried holding my breath as though they would hear it. I could hear her moan. Her back against the wall, they looked so engrossed in their act, and they probably weren't stopping anytime soon. Lastly, I wasn't about to watch a full-blown porn movie. A swam of irritation hit me in the stomach, almost throwing me up. This was so disgusting. It felt so wrong. What could ever be the reason to cheat on your husband with his brother? Why?I was thinking of what to do when my phone rang, and I was startled. I pulled it out quickly and turned it off. My body shook, and my lips got dry. I heard them; then he whispered something and footsteps. And somehow, I was glad that it was finally over, so I stepped out, only to see her standing there, her arms wrapped around her waist.“I knew it had to be you. Whatever you plan to do, remember t

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  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE

    ISABELLA’S POVWe walked in, holding hands. They were still sitting around the table. Elena looked up.“Our car is bad. We might have to spend the night, " my husband informed them, and I caught Elena’s face brightening. However, Alaric didn't look happy. He turned to me. “You should have dinner. I have no appetite.” “Me too.”Eating where I wasn't liked wasn't advisable, even if I was hungry. Who knew what end they would go to? A lot of things just seemed too weird. I could sense the competition among them all.“That’s nice. We are all staying over, too.” An older man who looked like he was in his late thirties said, his glass on the brink of his nose. He was dressed in a green shirt and white pants. I didn't know his name.“Alright, uncle. We will head to bed now. We have work tomorrow,” Alaric informed me and then pulled me with him. I could feel his warmth seeping through my skin as we headed upstairs, and soon, he stopped in front of a brown door. “We will stay in this room,”

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    THIRD PERSON’S POVBianca was never expecting to see her son coming back that night alone. His face held an expressionless, unsmiling face and a longing gaze. She was back in his home now alongside John, who had noticed Alaric’s foul mood as he stormed into his room. He sent Bianca a knowing gaze.“I will go see him, " Bianca said when he cut her short.“You should rest. I will go.” He announced almost immediately and walked off.After knocking on the door and getting a muffled response, he finally pulled the door open and stepped in to see Alaric tapping away on his laptop, drawing in slow and steady breaths with his left hand hidden away from view.He finally looked up. “Thank you for staying with her, Uncle, but I can take it up from here.” He said with clenched teeth and lowered his gaze back to the laptop.John felt the urge to say something else, but he didn't. He nodded and slowly retracted from the room. The sound of the door closing made a sigh slip out of Alaric’s trembling

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER HUNDRED

    ISABELLA’S POVHe had left. Stormed out of the room in a rage, I finally let my weakness show as my legs wobbled and dragged them to settle back on the chair. The past couple of days had been so hard, from trying not to think about him or our past to having dreams that entailed him. Dreams that even the paintings I spent nights on to cope with it couldn’t stop them. For weeks, I had awaited his arrival. I desperately wished that he would run across the surface of the earth just to see me. But now that it happened, I realized how much rage I felt towards him. How much pain he wouldn’t stop causing me, and I started to wonder if this was worth it in the end. This wound kept being peeled open because I refused to stop loving a man who made me question my worth. He could have come sooner, but he didn't. He could have stepped out that day to save me from Elena, but he didn't. He had the chance to clear the engagement rumor but stayed put. He could have stopped me from signing the divorce

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER NINETY-NINE

    ALARIC’S POVAfter we settled down and placed orders, I noticed Mother’s eyes lighting up as she looked around the room.“Ever being here?” She shook her head. “Always wanted to come with Ethan.” Her smile slowly disappeared.That was my father’s name. And as much as I wanted to ask her why she stayed, I didn’t want to ruin the moment. Our orders were served, and a few spoons were put into it. A voice spoke from behind, and my mother’s eyes shot up like fireworks were set off.“Uncle,” I said, slicing through the tension in the air. He cleared his throat and then looked at me.“May I?” He pointed to the spare chair.Something seemed off. Very off. But I nodded.“I didn’t think you would be here.” He pointed out. I noticed Mother’s eyes were barely leaving him, and now and then, her cheeks would turn red. My father’s brother? Could there be something between them?“I had to take Mom out,” I informed him. He nodded and slowly turned towards her as though he were conscious.“The color

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT

    ALARIC’S POVI didn’t notice my missing mother until the maid knocked on my door to inform me. I frowned as I paced the room, dialing her number repeatedly, but it wasn’t connecting. “Switched off.” I frowned, tossing my phone on the couch. What was she up to now?I dialed the number I had vowed never to dial, and after the third attempt, he finally picked up.“What?” He sounded uninterested.“Is Mother there?” There was a brief silence, and I could hear Chris chatting in the background. These were having family moments that he didn't ever have with me. My heart ached a little, and someday, I would love to ask him why he despised me so much. Why did he marry her when he knew he would forever hate the sight of me?“Do I look like her nanny to you?” he bellowed, and I think it was on the loudspeaker because Chris chuckled underneath.“If you want to apologize to Father, just say so. You don't have to use this means. If you are sincere, I can beg Father to let you come work for us aga

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN

    THIRD PERSON POVBianca’s revelation had shattered what was left of their relationship. Alaric had avoided her no matter what she did, and she spent most days crying herself to sleep. She could feel her soul slowly dispersing. Every now and then, she could have sworn that someone was watching her. Maybe the grim reaper, and it was time she righted her wrongs and induced death early if it didn’t come as fast as it should. She was in pain every single day, her bones aching like they were melting under a fire. Living was demanding. She had gone through every person she could think of who knew Isabella closely but got nothing. Until now, she was standing in the middle of a bar five hours away from home. She had flown down to Navellyland, a small town that he had to be in. This information cost her a lot of money, but she was glad his company could help.Her eyes darted round the room to see him, but he was nowhere near there. Sighing, she headed to the bartender and requested water. “T

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER NINETY-SIX

    ALARIC’S POVFather was holding a meeting with the board, introducing his son with so much pride. Something he had never done when it came to me. The people had sent me questioning glances or maybe mockery. I could hear them saying the mighty Wolfe had fallen. The man who thought he knew it all.“I promise to do better than my brother here.” Chris shaded, and they smiled, nodding. I can see we have been having some financial crisis. Brother must have had a hard time handling it, but I have spent my life preparing for this.” He smiled at me.Why weren't they seeing this? This bratty side of him? They thought I was worse. He seemed like a terrible version of me. I guess he was the father’s true son, after all.“Please cooperate with him to grow this business some more,” Father announced, and Chris cleared his throat. He adjusted his blue suit alongside his shoulder pad before pushing several documents toward them.The logo looked familiar—very familiar—and then it dawned on me. It was o

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE

    THIRD PERSON’S POVElena’s heart had gotten as cold as ice. Even as she bled and pain shot through her bones, she managed to keep an expressionless self. She couldn't forget how she had laid there in tears as they erased the only evidence of Devan that she had. Was it weird that she had prayed never to wake up? When Father told her that he had found another potential man for her to marry and requested she go on a date with him, she nodded in agreement and retired to her room. She was still nursing her wound, but he didnt care. He seemed happier than ever. Chris and his family had cut off the engagement and withdrew from every project, advising their partners to do the same. They had announced it on TV and even paid the newspapers to carry the news because, according to them, it would dent their image. Elena didn't care anymore. All her obsession about marrying Alaric had evaporated. The only man she loved was gone after all. The only one who made living worth it. Her father had stor

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR

    THIRD PERSON’S POVDevan wasn’t expecting anyone, yet when the door had been kicked open, and he was pulled out in his singlet and pants, he knew his time was up. He had known loving someone dangerous would burn him beyond recognition, yet he hoped they would last forever. He wished he could give her the life she was used to, and that was why he was working on himself, applying for jobs, building websites every time he could, and praying for an investment that would change everything. Although Elena had volunteered to help him get a job or start a business, he did not want anything more to do with her father’s money. He tried to build it all on his own. Become the man for her. Until he met Elena, he had lived a dull life after losing his family and home in a fire. He has lost everything, and Elena's showing up has become the light in his cramped tunnel. The stars in his dark, moonless sky. The fireworks that spark up his world.The police officers cuffed him and drove him down to the

  • EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE   CHAPTER NINETY-THREE

    THIRD PERSON’S POVElena could feel every breath in her heart. She was pregnant. Her head spun so fast, and the world was rotating in her face. The sound of the beeping from the metal in the room sounded clearer, and she could even hear the sound of her blood rushing to her eyes. Her mother smiled hard at her, happy they were finally saved from the debt. With the baby, the Wolfe would have no choice but to accept her, and finally, she would watch her husband become himself again. Happy and stable. Bianca’s eyes widened in shock as Elena’s past admission to no sex between them echoed in her head.“Who is the father?” Bianca questioned, causing her mother to throw her a questioning look.“What do you mean? Elena, what is she talking about?” Her mother’s eyes darted from them both. Her breath hitched.Elena’s heart was beating so fast and ramming against her chest. She had tried to be careful and used after-sex pills, so how?“Your daughter and I never had sex,” Alaric announced, scoffe

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