All Chapters of CHASING MY EX-CONTRACT WIFE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

PRISCILLA’S POVI wiped my tears with one hand while steering the car slowly on the road. I could hear the driver behind me honking loudly for me to leave the road but I couldn't care less. A quick glance at my side mirror showed how crazy I looked with a smeared face of makeup, wild looking hair and probably a thigh full of sement. I took my eyes back to the road and swallowed hard. I felt like bad luck, I'd never gotten lucky with love even before I met Brent and after I did find him, for the second time, I still was unlucky. “Looks like I'm destined to die single and loveless.” I muttered to myself while turning up the radio to fill the car with enough sound and distract myself from my woes. My phone buzzed, showing me a call notification from Anna. I almost froze, except I just had to stare at the phone wide eyed for a couple of seconds. I'd totally forgotten about picking the twins up. In fact, I was driving home already, expecting to meet them there by some sort of miracle.

PRISCILLA’S POVDealing with Brent was a lot more painful than I expected. I mean, the man just waltzed in here thinking he had a way over how I do my things when he's out there doing things the way he liked. After he left, I picked up my phone and found a text from Sylvester. Gaia. My mind drifted back to what transpired when Brent and I were at Gaia. I wasn't sure I wanted to relive that so I texted Sylvester for a change of location but he said that's the only place he could make a reservation for us and I had to accept it since that would most likely be the last thing I'd be seeing him. I looked over my sketches and sighed, I've been too busy with other things that I hadn't had the time to work on them. “It's time to get back to working.” I whispered to myself in a sing song manner. The kids probably won't be in school for the rest of the week and I had to think of a way to keep them occupied while I worked. I went over my mails and scheduled my meetings and planned team meetin

BRENT’S POV“Chloe, she's driving me crazy. I don't understand why she's making everything hard for me now. We were getting along so we'll and she just put up a brick between us like it's normal.” I yelled over the phone and threw the ceramic figurine against the wall. To say I was frustrated would be an understatement, I was losing my mind and it felt like I'd run crazy at any time. I just couldn't take it anymore. “And you're sure you didn't do anything to hurt her?” Chloe asked after a while of staying silent. “Of course I didn't. Why would I do that and even if what I did counts as hurting her, I apologized for heaven's sake.” I loosened my tie and flung it across the room. I have never been more stressed out of my mind than I was and it was driving me crazy. “So you did something. Why did you insist you didn't do anything? I know Priscilla is a logical person, she won't just shut you out of her life for no concrete reason. What did you do?” She attacked me again and I sighed.

BRENT’S POVIt's been an entire week since she walked out of my life and to say I was losing my mind, would be the least. I've slept at night with my thoughts battering me badly and at times, I had the apology on my lips ready to go but something always held me back. I had no idea what to say to her, everything just felt like I was giving her a chance to mess with my head. The call with mum and dad the last time left me in a really messy place, a part of me agreed with their opinion and I hated myself for even thinking of it. I made sure to work harder than ever so I won't have time to think about her but she still appeared in my thoughts at all times. Work did nothing to stop our past memories from reappearing in my head. I was down bad and I knew it. The only time I got to catch a glimpse of her face was whenever I called the kids, I wanted to see them in person everyday but I wasn't sure I could hold up the apology if I were to be in her presence so I've had to do it via video

PAMELA’S POVIt's been an entire week since Kent almost ended my life and also put me in one of the biggest troubles of my life. I sat on the couch, peeling off the band aid on my injuries because I couldn't return to the hospital out of embarrassment. Just as the doctors had said, the parts of my body where I had surgery done started to hurt a few days after I left the hospital. There was no telling I needed a correctional surgery but I was determined to hold on for as much as I could. At least until I was out of the mountain of trouble I was in. The man who came to visit me unannounced a week ago is Jack Thorne, according to him and a couple of friends I've asked. Apparently, he's the head of one of the most dangerous underground mafia groups but they also have a multi million dollar company which helps their money laundering activities and corrupt practices. At first, I thought I'd gotten a death sentence after having him in my home but it turned out that he actually needed my