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Chapter 88: Set Sail
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My Alpha Ex-Husband Regrets Chapter 89: The High Seine
Trista’s POV “The High Seine is an annual event,” Lucian explained. “It attracts the richest, most elite people in high society from all over the world. It’s invite only, which might be why you’ve never heard of it. It’s not publicized. Not for ordinary people, anyway.”“Sounds intriguing,” Hazel said.I raised my eyebrow. Ordinary people? That was a snobby thing to say. But he didn’t seem to notice. It was normal for him. The world was separated into two factions: high society and ‘normal people’ – aka: the rich and the rest.“Intriguing,” he repeated. He clucked his tongue. “Yes. I guess that’s one word for it,” Lucian smiled. He had an easy way about him. His eyes were a frosty blue, almost translucent and then sparkled when he talked. He told us all about the auction, about some of the jewelry pieces that had been sold there. Apparently, people dished out big money to buy one of a kind pieces. There was no other auction in the world like it.I listened intently. It sounded fabul
My Alpha Ex-Husband Regrets Chapter 90: Human Mate
Trista’s POVDinner was resplendent. Lucian told us more about the High Seine auction. But whenever I tried to bring up the competition, he was either vague, or he changed the subject. I realized I would have to figure this out on my own. Other than that, he was warm, friendly, and very charismatic. After dinner, we made our way over to the theater for the Broadway Review. Kirsta had snagged us some pretty amazing seats – we were in a box. We had an unobstructed view of the entire stage.“The rich really have it made,” I said to Hazel as the curtains went up.“Agreed,” she replied. We even had our own private butler for the box. He made sure our champagne glasses were always full and brought us caviar and fancy cheeses (although I couldn't possibly eat another bite after the dinner we’d just had.)During the show, I couldn’t help but side-eye Hazel and Lucian. He was decked out in an Italian silk suit, dark and elegant. Hazel was wearing a sleek cocktail dress, her hair pulled back in
My Alpha Ex-Husband Regrets Chapter 91: Human Mate（1）
Trista’s POVI felt a little sad when I heard Hazel say that. I still remember when we were teenagers, she mentioned that we might both have a mate, and her eyes were like stars. “Hazel, you can do both. You can have a relationship AND be a great Beta for Blue Moon Crescent.”She nodded pensively. Then she turned to me with a half smile. “I know you believe that. But it’s different for me, Tris. You’ve already had such an exciting life! I mean, come on! You got a degree and lived in New York City! Then you moved to Milan. You have an amazing career. You’ve traveled. You’ve seen things. You’ve experiences I could only dream about.” Her voiced was tinged with sadness. “And what have I done? Nothing. My parents both spent their whole lives in the pack. And so far, I have too. But I don’t want to be like them. I envy you, Trista. I want to be like you. You understand the human world. You’re a part of it. You integrated so well.”“I integrated because my wolf is disabled,” I interrupted.
My Alpha Ex-Husband Regrets Chapter 92: Water Excursion
Trista’s POVThe next few days passed by in a blur. We tried everything on the ship: rock wall climbing, ziplines, go karts, mini golf, and of course, plenty of time at the water park. We spent our mornings and afternoons with Billy and Belle. Their own private nanny followed us everywhere, and the children didn’t want for anything.At night, we took them to the kids’ camp and gorged on exquisite 5-star dining. Italian, French, East Indian, Japanese – there was a restaurant specializing in every cuisine under the sun! After dinner, we took in shows, or went dancing.We were having the time of our lives, soaking up every single minute.Lucian reached out to us a few times, inviting us to dinner, or drinks, or another show. We politely declined. It wasn’t that we didn’t want to see him. It’s just that we wanted to focus on ourselves. Hazel was reluctant to be with Lucian, knowing he was her human mate. She wanted this trip to be about US – about girltime. Not about relationships.“MAMA!
My Alpha Ex-Husband Regrets Chapter 93: Blue Orchid
Trista’s POVLucian passed us.He swam so beautifully, almost like a fish, that I would have applauded him if my child hadn't been waiting for rescue in the water.He was at Bella's side in a flash, then pushed her with one hand and quickly brought her back to us. Belle, my sweetheart. Her wet hair clung to her face, but she smiled as she clamored into the boat. I hugged her fiercely.“Thank you,” I said to Lucian. He was holding the side of the boat with one hand, and paddling the water with his other. He smiled up at us, his tan face showing off his gleaming white teeth.“No worries,” he said. “I love a good exercise swim.” Then he hefted himself up and over the side of the boat.I caught Hazel watching him as he climbed into the boat. I didn’t blame her. His muscles strained and flexed as he pulled himself up. He was only wearing swimming trunks, and his wet, tan chest glistened in the sunlight.I saw her blush and look away.“I knew you couldn’t swim,” he told us, as he sat hims
My Alpha Ex-Husband Regrets Chapter 94: Good as a Dolphin
Trista’s POVBelle, Billy, and I strolled through the onboard botanical gardens, ice cream in hand.“Look, Mamma,” Belle said, “a flutterby!”“Butterfly,” I corrected her. They both giggled as it landed on a flower right in front of them.The garden was in an atrium, and it boasted a wide variety of butterflies. Strolling through the garden was a lovely way to spend the afternoon. Hazel was with Lucian. He’d offered to give us both swimming lessons, but I politely declined. Billy and Belle (Belle especially) had had enough water escapades for one day. They’d been bugging me to see the butterfly house, (as they called it), so I told Lucian and Hazel that I needed to be with the kids.Lucian had wasted no time in getting Hazel in the water. We walked by them on our way to the atrium. They were in the rooftop pool. He was holding her around her waist, quite tightly I might add, while she frantically kicked her feet.I think his offer of swimming lessons was really just an excuse to get
My Alpha Ex-Husband Regrets Chapter 95: Welcome to Dubai
Trista’s POV The last two days of the cruise went by in a blur. We ate until we thought we would puke. We sunbathed until our skin was tanner than it’s ever been. We danced until our feet hurt. And we explored every inch of that ship with Belle and Billy in tow. We saw Lucian a few more times, but mostly just for dinner.Hazel discreetly disappeared from time to time. She made lame excuses, like she was going for a run, or she was getting a pedicure. But I knew where she was. Looks like she had taken me up on my advice after all.Good. I was glad she was sneaking off to see Lucian. By the time we disembarked, I was ready to be back on dry land, even though the cruise had been an experience I would never, EVER forget.“First time in Dubai?” our cab driver asked in a thick Arabian accent.“Yes,” we both said, as we drove away from the cruise ship.“Well, you’re in for a real treat then,” he said. “Dubai is one of a kind. There’s no other city like it in the world. Ah, there she
My Alpha Ex-Husband Regrets Chapter 96: Welcome to Dubai （1）
“Mamma, I’m hot,” Belle said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand.“Me too. I’m all wet.”“It is pretty hot,” Hazel admitted. We’d disembarked early in the morning, but now it was around noon. The temperature was climbing, and we weren’t used to the desert heat. I was worried the kids were going to get heat exhaustion. But just then, my phone buzzed. It was the hotel, our room was ready!We pulled into valet parking, excited to see our room. As we stepped out of the car, though, we were greeted by a pleasant-looking woman.“Hazel? Trista? My name is Aisha. I’m your private translator and tour guide. I missed you when you first pulled up. My apologies. And welcome to Dubai!”Private translator and tour guide? But…we didn’t….Johnson!He must have ordered this for us. Along with the Ferrari.“Well, this will make things a lot easier,” Hazel whispered into my ear as we followed Aisha into the lobby. She then informed us that we’d been upgraded to a top floor suite.“What?” Haze
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