All Chapters of The Wife He Wants Back!: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

HUDSON’S POV“Oh my, Aby are you okay?” I heard Val ask with concern as she looked over at my little girl protected in her arms. Her movements forced me back to reality and to finally process the severity of the situation. We hadn’t even finished checking for injuries and that God damned woman was already at it again.Just what the fuck is wrong with Charlotte?! Why did she keep behaving like a crazy person?!“Abrille, go to your room now!” She ordered, not caring how her actions affected others. Fuck that, she didn’t even see anything wrong with what she just did. “Aby, stay right here. You will get hurt” I countered Charlotte’s command as I glared at her form, while leaving Aby in Val’s arms.“What the hell is wrong with you?!” I yelled at her, “What is all this mess?!”It’s been days already and she was still throwing tantrums all over the place. Destroying things?? At this point I didn’t even know what to think of her.But instead of reflecting on herself like a normal person woul

CHARLOTTE’S POV“Happy Birthday to you,”“Happy birthday to you, happy birt-“Enough!” I cut them off, narrowing my eyes at their cherry faces as they smiled at me with those overly sweet smiles of their that I knew were mocking me. They were all enjoying my misery and gossiping about it with whoever cared to listen while they were at it!A beautiful package I was so going to return to them in double folds. “Aww, what’s wrong, Charlotte?” Mrs. Thompson’s voice rang through amongst the other women that attended this last-minute gathering for the school’s performance that was to happen in two days from now.“We felt bad we didn’t get to do anything for your birthday, so we arranged this specially for you. Don’t you like it?” she added, looking to the others for support as they gave out concurred grunts.These bitches…. I knew all about what they have been spreading about me. About how Hudson left me all alone too because he couldn’t stand me and I had to spend my birthday waiting foreve

ROB’S POV“I guess the surgeon did a really fantastic job on her face.” I mused, staring at the before and after pictures Val sent to me a few days ago. “A maid whose face was totally battered up with uneven third-degree burns… I guess she does look good. And the name Lucia seem to go well with her too”“You guess?” Val repeated, her tone questioning. “The doctor did do a fantastic job! And I’m glad he did. Lucia got another chance at life because of that. I’m grateful she decided to work for me after everything. This entire plot on Charlotte is as much hers as it’s mine. We both need this!” she said, her usual fierceness glowing in her eyes, replacing the uneasy look she had been wearing ever since she woke up.For one I was glad at the improvement but all that ended the moment I heard her phone vibrate again. It had been vibrating all night and I knew the exact reason behind it. Aside from Nanny Beth that I had spoken to last night, some other person also called. And I knew just who

CHARLOTTE’S POVShe swallowed, her eyes expressing her hesitance before she went on explain. “I know this sounds crazy but trust me. I don’t have these instincts for nothing! It was the same with me back then when my stupid husband left me for his mistress, and now I’m having the same feeling towards Hudson.”I blinked, not believing my ears. “What are you saying Lucia? How can you compare your useless ex-husband to my Huddie? That makes no sense!” I shot at her, truly offended.She sighed deeply as she looked at me, “Char, look, he came to your performance today, but he didn’t get you any gifts or flowers” she said, urging me to look around at other women that had flowers or gift boxes in their arms with their husbands standing close by, smiling with them.“He didn’t come to greet or talk to you either,” she added, her voice calm as I digested her words with a trembling heart. “I’ve been watching him all afternoon Char, he didn’t even glance at you once! And he is making no attempt t

HUDSON’S POVRather, when I reached for her hands, she quickly snatched it away, avoiding my eyes as she addressed me. And this time, her tone was like that of the Valerie I had met before all the times we’ve spent together recently. “No, that’s not what I’m talking about. You’re mistaken”But I didn’t relent. Since I had decided to take responsibility of the way she made me feel, it included having difficult conversations like this. If I couldn’t understand her struggles then what was my reason for being in her life? How would I prove I was ready for what was going on between us? How could I proof I was ready for us?“Val,” I called her softly, moving myself so I would close the distance between us. “Please look at me,” she refused at first but did a moment later, and when my eyes met her green ones, I could see the hurt floating in her eyes. I wanted to ask her what was wrong, why she hurt herself that day and why she was so worried but she beat me to it. “You cannot let Aby do that