All Chapters of Chasing My Ex-Wife Back After Divorce : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

BRIAN’S POV I let out a groan as I walked out of the prison, scrunching my nose at the pungent smell of urine and excreta. I gave the cop that has come to call me out a hard look as Angela’s shriek snatched my attention. She didn't rush to me as she would have done which made me sort of relax. I definitely cannot be stressed over her right now. I walked over to her and she smiled lightly at me before leading me out. I wanted to ask her if she was the one who helped me to get out or Royals did but it was unnecessary. I was out and that was all that mattered. Entering the car and settling inside, I allowed myself to be carried away by the scenarios outside through the window as Angela’s breathing became audible. I glanced over at her and then looked away. She would be fine. We soon reached the house and she was the first to step out though she waited for me. As we arrived at the doorstep, I caught her hand she let out a gasp, a scared look in her eyes as she looked into mine. My e

Chapter 34"You would have to go to the school. You were invited," Yvonne told me, giving me a pleading look. I didn't want to. The last one I went to, I regretted it but it was for the best. I knew that. I wanted to shake my head but agreed later. The event had to do with encouraging younger generations to have ambitions and aim higher. I knew this was helping my reputation but it was hectic and strategic, not manipulative. Finishing up the files that needed attention, I rose to my feet and exited the office. Making my way to the car, Yvonne had already settled at the front. I entered, exhaling deeply as I pulled out my phone to check the stock exchange rate and also go through the news. Yvonne tried to fill me in on the issues with other clients but I stopped her mid way. I needed to focus on the script I would reading to the kids even though she had taken care of it. I needed to make sure it was proper and not excess. Finally, we reached the entrance and we were let in. One of t

ANGELA’S POV My feet tapped against the floor as anxiety gnawed at me. My heart beat erratically in my chest as I stared down at the caller’s ID brightened on my phone screen. Why was he calling me? Hasn't he done enough? The pain? The torture? The torment? Is it not enough? I hated biting my nails but here I was biting them like they were the only things that ascertained the fact that I was alive and not dead. Royals was doing way too much and I was running out of time. If I didn't get what I wanted, I might have to bend to his will. The ringing stopped and relief washed through me. It was short-lived because he dialed it again and the ringing tone of my phone blared loudly. With trembling hands, I picked it up and answered, hoping my voice didn't give away how fearful I was. If he noticed, he would prey on it and that would be worse than it was already. I swallowed hard, clearing my throat. “Why are you calling me? Aren't we done already?” I asked him almost immediately. He

BRIAN’S POV “Brian, do you think I should wear this dress?” Angela asked for the umpteenth time, showing me a purple dress I knew that it would not fit her but I nodded a yes because I wanted to be done with all these. After she had dragged me to the boutique, all I wanted was to leave as soon as possible. A frown crossed her features and I momentarily held my breath to see whether she wanted to continue or just pick the damn gown and get out of this place. Thankfully, she took it and we headed to the receptionist. After paying, we exited the boutique and drove straight for the house. There was a business party and I was invited. I couldn't go there without a date so I asked Angela to accompany me. She went on to ramble on how she didn't have the perfect for the party. I got tired and took her to the boutique. On reaching the house, I went to my office to sort a few things before going into my room to change. The event was happening in the evening which was a few hours from

Chapter 40 JESSICA’S POV “How did the business party go last night?” Bishop asked, taking me by surprise. He never asked about things like that but then… “Met with some of father’s business associates and I asked them to support me when the need arises.” I sighed, taking off my glasses. “Those old men cannot be fully trusted. Seeing the way they turned on your father when he died, I would say you shouldn't trust anyone of them. They are all twisted.” He explained. I nodded, taking in what he said. Over the past few years, Bishop has made sure I didn't have to depend on any of them and he kept reminding me why I should not depend on them. They were nothing but wolves looking for who to prey and considering the way most of them were against my taking over the empire, I learned the hard way. At some point, I took it upon myself to prove to them that I was more than that but after Bishop lectured me. We had lost a million-dollar deal to one of them and I had been depressed, worrie