All Chapters of Chasing Back My Stunning Ex-Wife: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

ReinaPeace. Is that too much to ask for? After everything that had happened , I just wanted peace. At least for a while before something else happened. I thought maybe, just maybe, we could live a normal life, enjoy each other’s company, and focus on Andrew.But things rarely go the way you plan them.It was a hot afternoon and I sat at my desk with a chilled juice beside me as I went through my emails.There was something unexpected that caught my eye. An unfamiliar name popped up in my inbox: “Andrea Louis R. Attorney-at-Law.”I leaned forward to look at it clearly. It was unusual for me to receive any emails of this nature, let alone from a lawyer. I hesitated before clicking on it to read . The subject line was short and straight to the point and it read:“Urgent: Concerning Your Husband’s Involvement.”My stomach dropped. Concerning my husband's involvement in what exactly?I opened the email and I could not stop my heart from racing. The message was also very concise. I

Ethan “Damn it! How did I fuck things things up?” I lamented bitterly. I sat in the empty house long after Reina had gone upstairs angry at me. The weight of what I had just told her felt like a heavy object pressing down on my chest. Eight hundred thousand dollars, gone. I had gambled such a huge amount of money on something that I was not too sure of. I rubbed my elbow, staring at the cold, untouched cup of coffee in front of me. There was no use sitting here and feeling sorry for myself. I have to do something about this. This was not the first time I had made a mistake, but it had to be the last. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contacts until I found Jude's name. He had been the one to pull me into this mess. The one who had promised me that this investment was golden and was worth every penny. I should have seen the warning signs when things started going sideways, but I kept believing him. I was such a fool. I had to fix this, but there was n

ReinaI was reluctant to tell Ethan about what I saw the other night but he didn't look too good and I decided not to bother him anymore. I watched the clock tick closer to five in the evening.Ethan had not come home yet, and I didn’t expect him anytime soon. He had been busy trying to fix his mess and has been in the business of moving from one place to another. In a way, I appreciated the space I was getting but I didn't want the distance between the both of us to grow longer. I was lying down in my bed doing nothing serious. I have made a lot of money from the dresses I made for some rich clients. Today was a rest day. While I was still passing time, Bruce texted me asking if I was free to hang out and I could not resist the offer.It had been too long since we met nor spent time together.As I looked around our quiet room. I was filled with so much excitement Ethan would not mind, I told myself. Bruce was just a friend. A very close friend by the way. I quickly changed

Ethan POVThe house felt too quiet tonight, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. I stood by the window, staring out into the street, where the last glow of the sun was fading from. It was getting towards evening.My mind drifted to the pile of mail sitting unopened on the dining table. With everything going on, I had avoided it for days, but there was something that had been bugging me. The letter looked really old, almost as if it had traveled through time. I was unable to shake the feeling that I should open it. I walked straight to the dining room and shuffled through the envelopes. All I came across was Bills, junk mail, more bills… and then, there it was.The letter. It was yellowed at the edges, the handwriting on the front neat but unfamiliar. It was not something that I had seen before. My name was written there, but not my address. The address was that of my parents’ old house, where I had not lived or been to in so many years. It must have been forwar

Reina’s POVMy heart raced and each beat echoing in my ears as I pressed myself against the cold, damp wall of the basement. The crashing noise from upstairs sent chills down my spine. What happened? What fell?I needed no one to tell me that I had to find Ethan. I felt a surge of panic shake me severally. The only thing I could see was the darkness of the basement that closed in around me. I could not just sit here. Not when Ethan was up there, possibly in danger.I took a deep breath, trying to steady my trembling hands. The fear of what could be happening to him spurred me into action. I had to know if he was okay, if he was even still alive or if he was the one that got hot. I crept toward the basement stairs, the wood creaking as I stepped on it. My heart felt like it would explode as I strained to listen. “Get the hell off me!” I heard a voice shout from above. It was Ethan!I could not tell if he was fighting back or if he was in trouble, but the sound of his voice pushe