All Chapters of REGRETFUL CEO WANTS EX- WIFE BACK: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

LISA`S POVI watch couples begin to stand from their tables and walk to the exit door of the restaurant. Most of them are holding hands, talking to each other, and laughing at their banter. The restaurant is filled with soft laughter that begins to simmer as the place remains deserted, midnight lurking around the corner.Today is a special day for us, Valentine`s Day and our third wedding anniversary. This is also the day he proposed to me at the top of his skyscraper building before we were married the same year. The venue was adorned with colorful flowers, balloons, and elegant red and white linens. A candlelit table, complete with a full-course meal prepared by highly experienced chefs, was ready for us. We watched the moonlight and the twinkling stars around it as he whispered to me. Dirty things. The ones that had my panty soaked. He held me tightly to himself until there was no room between us, staring into my soul. “You are my world, my everything. I`d rather die and not have y

LISA`S POVThe Middleton family is the epitome of evil.When you hear evil the first thing on your mind should be the Middleton family. They are the people who would be content to forcefully take away the small possession you have and make it their own with no remorse whatsoever. Even if they have to take away your own life, they would be willing to do it without a bat of an eye. They have never cared about other people`s welfare. Power and wealth to them is their right and they are the only people that deserve it.And that was with no exception to us.They took what was ours—my mom`s custom rings. Her sweat and blood. Her life.I wipe the snot running down my nose and inhale gulps of air. Looking in the mirror I am met with red-shot eyes. Memories of the past continue to seep through my mind. The past brings a surge of pain in my already wounded and battered heart.8 YEARS AGOI watch as the sleek Mercedes Benz rolls into our compound.Mother is sitting in her chair crafting a ring.

LISA`S POVI scroll through our latest text messages.A photo of us that James had taken using his phone is the last text message he ever sent to me. We had gone to a museum gala in New York City that day when he took a selfie of us on the balcony of the building. His pearly white teeth shine through the camera. His blue eyes gleaming so bright, happiness plastered on his face, I wonder what happened to us.What happened to our loving relationship that made him want to get rid of me so badly? So bad that he would be willing to throw away what we had built over the years? It pains me so much that he was never willing to fight for us.I am over it. Completely over it. I do not remember the feel of his sultry touch on my skin when we were snugged beneath the sheets during those cold and windy nights.No. The way his warm breath, laced on my skin, his sexy body covered in perspiration, and his blue eyes piercing through my heart while he was eight inches deep inside of me is foreign to

LISA`S POV“I know this might be a tough revelation for you, but I hope you handle it gracefully.”I remain silent, and my jaw slacks. Some celebrity media personality gets an accident and twists his leg in my front yard and apparently, he is my father. Just like that? No. No. No. Why does the universe enjoy playing tricks on me?My mother. She has never told me about anything of the sort. She cheated on my dad with a McGregor? No. She could never do anything like that to my dad. She loved him. I saw it. I saw the way he treated her—with love and admiration.The way they talked, spent time together in the warehouse, had long conversations, read each other books, and took long walks in the park across from our house.They never had long arguments or tried to pick up fights with each other. They loved each other, and I saw it. I know. Well, at least I thought so.I look at him and find him staring at me with loving eyes. He rummages into the bag again and brings out a bunch of photos.