All Chapters of Reclaiming My Ex-Wife: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Edward’s POV…I am depressed and mad at the same time when I remember how Daisy smiled at Adam. I don’t know how I controlled myself during dinner. My hands were itching to smack him. I shouldn’t have accepted Lance’s invitation in the first place. I only went there for Molly, to help her regain her memories. But I didn’t know he had also invited his friend, Adam."Adam…" I grit my teeth.I cannot lose Daisy. I turn the wheels and drive to Daisy’s house. It doesn’t matter whether it is late or not. I need an answer tonight.Several minutes later…Ding-Dang-Ding-Dang…I press the doorbell continuously."Wait, wait, I'm coming."I hear Daisy’s voice. I know she is irritated. Still, I continue to press the bell."What the hell is this?" She snaps as soon as she opens the door. Her eyes narrow and then widen as she looks at me from head to toe. "You! What brought you here?"She is in a bathrobe. The water droplets can be seen on her neck. She must have been taking a shower.My eyes automa

Molly’s POV…Lance brought me to a resort. He said we had come here earlier as well and had a lot of fun. He believed I would remember something.I don’t know, but I am hopeful.We checked in and went to the room.The room is huge, with a hall, a bedroom, a bar, a prep kitchen, a walk-in closet, and an outdoor terrace. There is an oversized executive work table too.I am confused, as I find the room quite familiar. I have no recollection of coming here, but my legs exactly know where the closet is. I even know where the keys to the drawers would be. It is surprising. My body is reacting spontaneously.I turn to Lance, who is coming in and pulling the suitcase. "We stayed in this room last time," I say.The grin on his face is pleasant to the eyes. He looks excited. He walks over to me and grips my shoulders."You remember?""I don’t remember, but I feel like I have been here. This room is familiar to me. I know where the bedroom is."I hold his hand and walk into the bedroom. As I gaz

Molly’s POV…I am so lost in my thoughts that I don't realize all of the passengers have left. The driver asks me to get down since it is the last stop.I hesitantly get off the bus and take a look around. The area is deserted and looks scary. I don’t know where to go. At this moment, I regret acting recklessly. I shouldn’t have come so far away from the resort.It is started drizzling now. I have to get to the bus stop shed quickly. I take my phone from my purse, thinking to call Daisy."Oh!"I am stunned and disappointed at the same time when I see no signal on the phone.I dejectedly sit down on the bench and look at the road dazedly, hoping the next bus will come soon.Maybe a taxi.I remember Lance running after the bus. I wonder if he is still looking for me."Will he come here looking for me?" I murmur in a trance."Are you waiting for the bus?"I almost jump when I hear a husky voice.Three men are coming toward me, smiling vilely.I immediately know I am in danger. I stand up

Lance’s POV…My heart aches when I recall Molly’s sad look that evening. I was confused and apprehensive at the time and couldn’t reveal it to her. I wanted some time to think about it before concluding anything. So, I didn’t tell Molly anything about it when she asked me.That was another mistake I had made. However, I don’t want to repeat the mistake, so I decide to disclose everything to her."The doctors said that there were some complications in her pregnancy, and the fetus was weak. He recommended bed rest. Ruby often called me while I was at work and cried a lot, saying she feared her baby would suffer from cancer just like she did. I pitied her and used to go to her to console her."I pause when I notice her suspicious look. I know exactly what she is thinking. I clasp her hands. "Believe me, I only intended to console her. I owe her this life. She saved me once.""She saved you!" she exclaims, a look of disbelief spreading across her face.I nod. "Yes. I am taking care of her

A month later…Molly’s POV…This is our wedding day. It is a grand wedding that any woman will dream of. The hall, which is decorated with various flowers, is packed with guests. The media is also present.I have a feeling that I have suddenly become a celebrity. My wedding gown is designed by a well-known designer. It looks so pretty.It is a strapless ball gown that fits snugly around my breasts and widens from the waist, hiding my slightly protruding belly.After holding my hair in a messy bun, the makeup artist completes my makeover.I check myself in the mirror and smile shyly."You are glowing," the makeup artist says. "Mr. Stevens will not be able to look away from you today."I blush to hear her compliment."My bestie is the prettiest one," Daisy chimes in as she walks into the powder room. She inspects me, holding my shoulders. "You look gorgeous. Your and Lance’s photos are going to make headlines tomorrow.""Has the groom arrived?" The makeup artist asks, beaming with a smi