All Chapters of My Ex-Husband is Out of Control: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Sophia’s POVIt was yet another day at work. I moved through the office like a zombie, barely registering the world around me. Each step felt mechanical, and I couldn’t shake off the anxiety that was bubbling just below the surface. The DNA results were all I could think about. I kept myself busy, trying to ignore the nervous flutter in my stomach. But it was no use.I hadn’t seen or heard from Elijah in days, and I couldn’t help but worry about him. Is he okay? What is he thinking? The last time we spoke, things were tense, and now, with everything that had happened, I could only hope he was alright.My phone rang, breaking through my anguished disposition. I glanced at the screen and instantly felt relieved when I saw Daniel’s name.“Daniel,” I said, answering quickly. Just hearing his voice somehow gave me solace and hope in the midst of the current situation. “Sophia, are you okay?” His concern was evident, and it made me feel so grateful. “I heard everything from Kayla. I’m so

Sophia’s POVI pushed open the glass doors of the hospital, the antiseptic smell hitting my nose and making my stomach churn. My heart was pounding so loudly I could barely hear the chatter of the nurses at the front desk. The world around me seemed to blur as I approached the reception, my feet feeling heavy and unsteady.“Good afternoon, how can I help you?” the receptionist asked, her smile professional but kind.“I'm here to pick up some DNA test results,” I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. My hands trembled as I handed her the slip with my details.She typed something into her computer, then nodded. “One moment, please.”I stood there, trying to breathe steadily. My mind raced with a million thoughts. What will happen if I turn out to be Sabrina? Will I tell Elijah? Do I even want to be Sabrina?“Here you go,” the receptionist said, handing me a sealed envelope.“Thank you,” I said, barely audible. I took the envelope, my fingers trembling so much I almost dropped

Sophia’s POVThe car ride to the airport was anything but quiet. Kayla and Connor were deep in conversation up front, their voices occasionally punctuated by bursts of laughter or sharp exchanges. I, however, was wrapped up in my own world, seated alone in the backseat, thinking about the last conversation I had with Elijah. Kayla’s voice suddenly broke through the chatter. “You know, I just can’t wrap my head around why we’re even bothering to send Serena off. I mean, she’s not as evil as Julia, but she’s still got a lot of skeletons in her closet. Plus, she caused a lot of trouble too! Remember when she spiked your drink, Sophia? Gosh, that was cruel. And she’s stolen plenty from Elijah’s company too.”Connor glanced at her, a trace of bemusement in his eyes. “It seems like Serena’s really turned things around. She’s made amends, after all.”I could barely follow what they were talking about, as my mind kept replaying every detail of my conversation with Elijah. The way he’d looke

Elijah’s POV“Sophia, can you ride with me?” I blurted out.They all stopped walking and turned toward me. Kayla and Connor exchanged meaningful glances, communicating with their eyes. I don’t really care what they think. I just have to talk to Sophia now. Sophia hesitated, her gaze moving rapidly between us. Connor finally broke the silence.“We actually have a date planned after this,” he said with a grin, nudging Kayla. Then looking at Sophia, he added, “You should take Elijah up on his offer.”I found myself grinning at Connor. He was definitely a loyal employee and friend, always had been. Sophia’s hesitation wavered, and she looked back at me. “Alright, if you’re sure it’s not too much trouble.”I smiled, relieved. “Not at all. I wanted to talk to you about Reese anyway. Maybe we can plan a family getaway or something.”“Ooh,” Kayla couldn’t help whispering. Sophia threw her a glance, and she shut up immediately but was still grinning. It actually puzzled me, wondering if she

Elijah’s POVWhy can’t I just talk to her straight, tell her what Serena had been insinuating? And then tell her how I’ve been feeling?I sighed, thinking about Sophia once again. I just couldn’t stop thinking about her. I leaned against the windowsill of my office, staring out at the city below. In my hand, I swirled the last of the wine in my glass. The days since the airport sendoff felt like a haze, a series of moments where I replayed the same scenes in my mind over and over.Dropping Sophia off at her apartment, almost asking her if she was Sabrina, almost telling her how I truly felt… Holy shit! The words had been right there, on the tip of my tongue, but something held me back. Fear, maybe. Or perhaps the gnawing uncertainty that I could be wrong.I’m not sure how she’ll react, and that scares me. She’d always been adamant that she wasn’t Sabrina. I took a sip of the wine, savoring its warmth before placing the glass on my desk. I picked up my cellphone, scrolling until I fo