All Chapters of Please Come Back! Ex-wife: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The next day, Tasha woke up with a lingering headache, the events of the previous night still fresh in her mind. She had barely slept, tossing and turning as her thoughts swirled. The alcohol, her argument with Daniel, the confrontation with Robbin all of it seemed so distant yet so real, like a weight pressing down on her chest. As she sat up, trying to shake off the grogginess, she realized that everything felt different. The house was eerily quiet, and for a moment, she wondered if it was all just a bad dream. But the pain in her head told her otherwise. Robbin had been there last night, a steady presence in the chaos, and as much as she appreciated his support, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being pulled in two different directions. Daniel’s words echoed in her mind—I still love you, Tasha. And yet, with everything that had happened, she wasn’t sure what love really meant anymore. She rubbed her temples, trying to focus. The silence in the house was deafening, a

As they arrived at the ice cream shop, Ethan raced ahead, pressing his face against the glass display to marvel at the array of flavors. His excitement was infectious, and Tasha couldn’t help but smile.“Alright, Ethan,” she said, catching up to him. “What’s it going to be?”“Chocolate chip!” Ethan exclaimed, practically bouncing on his toes.Tasha chuckled. “Good choice.” She glanced at Robbin. “And for you?”“Vanilla,” he replied with a shrug. “I’m simple like that.”Tasha smirked. “Boring, you mean.”“Classic,” Robbin corrected with a grin.As they placed their orders, Tasha noticed Robbin glancing at her thoughtfully. She arched a brow. “What now?”“Nothing,” he said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “Just… you seem lighter today. Happier.”She hesitated, looking down at the counter. “Maybe I am. Or maybe I’m just trying to enjoy the moment for Ethan’s sake.”Robbin nodded, his expression softening. “Whatever it is, it’s good to see.”They found a table near the window, Eth

As they finished their meal, Claire leaned back in her seat, a sly smile spreading across her face. Tasha noticed the glint in her eyes, the kind of glimmer that always appeared when Claire was up to something.“So, you’ve been awfully quiet lately,” Tasha remarked, raising an eyebrow. “I’m guessing there’s something you’re not telling me.”Claire let out a soft laugh, swirling the ice in her glass. “Maybe. You know, I’ve been seeing someone.”Tasha’s eyes widened in surprise. “Wait, what? You? Seeing someone?”“Shocking, right?” Claire teased, her lips curling into a smile. “But yeah, I’ve been spending some time with a guy. His name’s Kyle. He’s a friend of one of my college classmates. I didn’t expect it to turn into anything, but... I don’t know. He’s different.”Tasha leaned forward, her curiosity piqued. “What’s so different about him?”Claire shrugged, her cheeks slightly flushed. “I don’t know. It’s just... easy with him. We can talk for hours about anything and everything, an

Daniel leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze fixed on Vanessa as she stood with an air of feigned confidence. His office, typically a place of order and control, seemed to shrink with her presence. The secretary lingered nervously by the door. “Sir, I tried to stop her—” “It’s fine,” Daniel said curtly, waving her off. “Close the door.” The moment the door clicked shut, Vanessa crossed her arms and faced him. “We need to talk.” Daniel’s jaw tightened. “Have you made your decision?” Vanessa took a step closer, her heels clicking against the floor. “I need money, Daniel. And if I’m going to leave, I think I should be leaving with something… substantial.” Daniel didn’t flinch, his expression cold and calculating. “Substantial?” He leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk. “What exactly do you think you’re entitled to, Vanessa?” Her lips curled into a sly smile. “I know what I’m worth, Daniel. You want me gone? Fine. But I’m not leaving empty-handed. After everything I’ve

”Robbin and I…” she started, her voice trailing off as her phone buzzed loudly in the small space. She glanced at the screen, relief flashing across her face as she answered the call. “Yes?” she said, her tone neutral. The conversation was brief, her words curt but polite. When she hung up, she placed her phone back in her bag and turned to Daniel. “I’ll get going now,” she said quickly, avoiding his gaze. She opened the door and stepped out. “Goodnight, Daniel.” He watched as she closed the door behind her and walked toward the gate without looking back. A mix of frustration and curiosity churned within him, but he didn’t press further. “Goodnight, Tasha,” he murmured to himself, watching until she disappeared inside. Then, with a sigh, he started the car and drove off into the night. When Tasha got in, she headed straight to Ethan’s room, her steps quiet as she approached the door. She opened it slowly, the soft creak revealing Robbin already there, tucking Ethan’s sheets