All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter Eighty -two Annabelle_ “Where are you heading to?” Henry asked me as though he would love to accompany me. “I just need to address something. I'd be back.” I turned away from him in haste and went down the stairs. Before I got down, I slowed the pace I used to walk so that I wouldn't attract unnecessary attention to myself. I scanned around for Travis before walking towards the crowd after I saw where he was. He was speaking to someone so I had to talk with the person too so I could have access to him. “Good evening sirs. I see we are having a good time. May I join your conversation?” It seemed as though the man knew who I was because he was quick to give me an audience. “Sure! If we are looking for someone with more authority to speak tonight, it's you.” I smiled. “Thank you.” Travis looked at me with a little grin. “You look beautiful tonight.” It was as though he scanned me with his eyes before saying his word. “Thank you.” I smiled. The man seemed to underst

Chapter Eighty-four Annabelle_ I walked in with a forced smile on my face. “Annabelle, I've been looking for you.” My dad called out to me as I approached the table smiling. I did not say anything, I just smiled and took my seat. Henry walked to the other side of the table and sat beside Prisca. My dad cracked several jokes all through the meal. From politics to family and back to politics. The night was a successful one for him and I was happy. I had even forgotten Travis was there that evening. I wore a smile against my will as I had to be my dad's right hand while he greeted everyone before they left. After the most prestigious people had gone, I went upstairs to my room and called it a night for me. I did not plan to go down the stairs again. “Why are you here? Aren't you coming for the after-party?” She walked into the room and met me wrapped in bed. I had taken off my jewelry and the dress. I was ready to sleep. I did not change my position while she approached me. I sta

Chapter Eighty-six Travis_ I couldn't get Annabelle off my mind till I got home. I knew getting her back would be harder especially because Samantha is now back. I could not understand Samantha either. She has been cold since she got back. Just while I was sitting in my study thinking, she walked in and began questioning me. “What have you been doing about the building that got burnt or aren’t you going to do anything about it?” I was happy she took interest in it because since she got back she had just neglected me and she seemed to be angry all the time. “Come and sit, let me show you what I've been up to.” I felt things might get better if I showed her what I've been up to with the new project and it would help us talk better. She came and sat beside me, though she left a little bit of space. I opened my laptop and several files showing her the projects I've been working on as well as the project plan and the income it will generate. “I see. So you are the owner of this ri

Chapter Eighty-eight Annabelle_ “Can I come in?” I opened Johnson's door later that evening so I could speak to him. With a smile, I stood by the door and peeped at him. He was reading a novel. He sat up and nodded his head. He still had a sad gait while I walked into his room. I sat beside him and wrapped him in my hands. “My boy, you know I don't like seeing you sad. It breaks my heart.” He shrugged and kept mute. “Brook just had to leave us and you have nothing to worry about. I am here for you, always.” After I said that, he pulled away from me and sat still by himself. “What is wrong?” I asked him and touched his hand. He shook his head insinuating nothing was wrong. “I need you to speak, Johnson. Talk to me. I'm your mum and you're my most priceless possession. I live for you. I know we don't get to talk that much but I want you to know that I love you so much.” He sighed and in his sweet little voice, he said. “I know you love me, Mum. But you are just never there fo

Chapter Ninety Annabelle_ I was very sensitive to the cars that drove past my car and the vehicles that followed behind mine all through the ride because of the letter. I couldn't wait to get Johnson to Travis's home safely. I had left him a message about what happened and why I needed to drop him off at his place. I didn't even check to see if he had seen it or responded. I kept watching Johnson as I drove. He was reading one of his story books and I just loved how he gave the book his undivided attention. “What's the title of the book you're reading?” I couldn't help but ask because he was so engrossed in it for a young boy. “The Lion King.” He responded gazed at me with a swift smile and turned back to his book. “I see. It must be so interesting. You won't mind sharing the story with me would you?” “Oh mum, I'm sorry. I won't be able to tell you all the story because I'm not done reading them myself.” He sounded like a young professor. I was still very cautious of my env