All Chapters of SORRY DEAR EX, IT'S YOUR LOSS, NOT MINE: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Flint POV“Put your seatbelt on,” I ordered when I noticed she was not wearing one. In my haste to get her earlier, I had forgotten about it. Anna did as I told her, but I could feel her seething in anger. I know because her hands were clenched to the sides like she was trying hard to control the impulse to hit me. She was not the only one. I was angry, too.I gripped the steering wheel hard. I had two years' worth of anger ready to burst any moment if I didn’t hold it in check. Someone has to be level-headed at this point. It won’t do us good if we both give in to our impulses. I don’t need to ostracize her. She was here now. That is the most important thing. “Hello, Anna, or should I call you Linda?” Linda or Anna winced when I emphasized the name she had given me two years ago. "I am known around here as Linda Berns." She told me. I smirked. "So, you have given me a fake name. Cool." “What do you want?” The hostility in her voice was unmistakable. I shrugged. “

Anna/Linda POV“Keep the change,” I told the cab driver when I handed him my fare before I hurriedly got out of the car. I tilted my head to survey the apartment building that had become my home in the last six months. It was different from what I was used to, but it was better than choosing a more lucrative place and tipping off my father as to my location. Nobody would suspect that I was staying here. Yes, I ran away from home. Again. I don’t remember how many times I had left home to impress upon my father, the reigning King of Arkadia, that royal life was not for me. Royal life was stifling. I never cared about protocols or following rules. I hated it. I want to be free. I wanted to be someone other than the role thrust into my hands since I was born. Two years ago, my father’s men caught up with me and forcibly took me back to Arkadia. He wanted me to settle in the kingdom and assume the role I kept shunning away from all my life. “When are you going to be responsibl

Anna/Linda POV “F-flint!” I stammered when his name rolled out my lips.  I did not expect that he would follow me home.  “How?”  I clutched a hand to my chest when it started to beat erratically in nervousness.  “I have your car. It’s easy to find the registered address after that.  But imagine my surprise with what I found out. My happily married brother owns the deed to your car and this apartment.”  Flint’s voice hardened, and his eyes were like ice when he pierced me with a glare.  

Flint POVThe moment I held her in my arms, I was a goner. My daughter! It took all my willpower not to shout at the top of my lungs for fear that I might frighten her, but my chest was near to bursting. It felt constricted. I can’t explain the happiness that filled me at the sight of her. She was so pretty and smart, like her mother. Then, she repeated what I said earlier when I introduced myself, making my chest swell with uncontained pride. “Dad! Dad! Dad!” The way she addressed me jolted me. It went straight to my heart. Penelope waited for my reaction, expecting praise. I did not disappoint her. “Very good! I am your daddy, my little Queen.” I swayed her from side to side, feeling lightheaded at the rapid way things unfolded. Penelope mimicked me again. “Dad-di!” Then, she pointed to Anna and called her. “Ma-mi!” Anna grinned. She stepped closer, hands spread wide, enticing Penelope to come to her, but my girl snubbed her mother. She turned her head away and

Flint POV“What? Are you out of your mind?”Anna’s loud voice startled Penelope.Our baby jumped in fright, and she started bawling. Penelope's bottom lip protruded cutely, and her eyes smarted with tears.She pointed at her mother before pressing her face to my neck, seeking comfort. “You don’t have to shout. You frightened our daughter.” I pointed out. The anger on Anna’s face has not abated. In fact, it worsened when she eyed the way Penelope clutched at my neck.It was like our daughter had forgotten her.“Because you say the most st*pid things. We can’t marry each other Flint.” It was a blatant rejection; a first in my case. Even when I was a child, I don’t remember a time when a woman denied me. Well, there will always be a first in everything. Still, her rejection rankled. “Why?” My tone became sharp.I mentally knocked my head.I should be coaxing her, not antagonizing her. But the rebuff I got from her did not sit well with me, especially as I suspect she still hold