All Chapters of CHASING MY EX-CONTRACT WIFE: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

BRENT’S POV“Sir, your meeting with the president has been scheduled for this morning. Other plans on your appointment have been shifted to this after non, including the one with the executive board.” My assistant rolled out while I prepared for work in the morning. I took notes of everything to do but Priscilla's furious face won't stop appearing in my head. I know I made a mistake by not watching over the kids properly but she was overreacting and making it seem like she had to walk on eggshells around me whenever it comes to taking care of the kids. They're my kids as well and I should be given the opportunity to learn how to take care of them but how do I do that if she keeps monitoring and hovering around me like I'm some two years old who has no idea of his left hand to his right. I picked up my Rolex wristwatch from the catalogue and strapped it on. “Make the meeting with the president as brief as possible, I have more important things to do in the afternoon.” I said to my a

Despite acting like she didn't care, Priscilla was fuming and raging inside, especially as the scene she walked in on in Brent's office wouldn't stop repaying in her head. Enraged was an understatement for what she felt, buttered was more like it. She wasn't expecting Brent to be loyal to her but seeing him with the same woman who broke their marriage the first time, hurt her. She'd gone to his office to give him a copy of the twins' itinerary since she thought it'll be good for them to spend more time together but she would never have expected what she saw. Priscilla's pov I had no idea why tears were stinging in my eyes as I walked out of the sensory door. Back in the elevator, it took me extreme self control to not yell and break down in his presence. I staggered to my car, making sure to act like I was fine but deep down, I wasn't. I was hurt, angry, enraged but there was nothing I could do about it and knowing that, hurt me more than the action itself. I went into my c

PRISCILLA’S POVBrent and I entered the kitchen and I gently locked the door behind us to avoid having any of the twins coming in after us. The air between us was thick with tension as we both waited with bated breath for the first person to break the deafening silence. I found myself staring at my feet as though they'd suddenly gotten interesting. Brent's eyes were boring holes into me that made me uncomfortable and squirmy. “I-” We both started simultaneously and our eyes locked in contact. I broke the stare by looking away and taking a deep breath. Thinking about it, I realized I was only being insensitive and petty to have tried to take the kids away from him. “Brent, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to take the kids from you, I wasn't thinking properly and I let my anger cloud my sense of reasoning. I wasn't even thinking straight. I'm so sorry.” I apologized sincerely and his hands slowly reached across for mine. He held my face up to look at him and when I did, I saw that

BRENT’S POVShe was still disgruntled about the sudden trip to the park but it was fun to see her let loose again as she dressed Aiden and Avery up. I had to go to their room with her because they insisted that they wanted to see us together, kids may be kids but mine are definitely smart kids. “Don't put that on Aiden.” She spoke through gritted teeth to Aiden who was planning to put on a puffy jacket. “But mum, I want to wear it. It's cool.” He whined and she almost snapped at him. “Yeah and it's hot outside. I don't want you ripping my ears apart due to how hot it is so drop it, honey, we'll find you something better and more suitable.” She explained after successfully dressing Avery up. She went to Aiden next while Avery came to me and tapped on my leg. I looked down at her with a smile before lifting her in my arms. “Do you want something sweetheart?” I asked, knowing that the face she was giving meant she wanted to make a request. “Can we go to that picture studio sometime

PAMELA’S POVMy fear and sense of security heightened after he asked that question. His eyes were roving all over me for answers which I couldn't provide for certain reasons. Slowly I watched as he went through the four stages of anger in a few seconds before flaring up. He jumped from his seat and wrapped his hand around my neck tightly, causing me to gasp and beg for air. “Are you cheating on me bitch?” He yelled angrily but I couldn't respond. Even if I want to, there's no way I could speak with his hands squeezing my guts together. A tear rolled out of my right eye as I tried to pull his hands off me but with every attempt, his hold became tighter. “Kent, p..please..” I tried to force the words out. “Answer the fucking question bitch. Have you been sleeping with another man behind me?” He yelled, his eyes were filled with so much hate and anger that I could see my funeral in my head. If I eventually survived this, I doubt I'd die anytime soon. I slapped my hands on his to fr