All Chapters of I Crave For My Ex-Wife's Love : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"We should check the hotel first; maybe Alexander is there," Roselyn suggested, her voice laced with urgency, as she and Tyler hastened towards the hotel.Upon arriving at the room, Roselyn's anxiety intensified as she realized Alexander was nowhere to be found. Unbeknownst to her, the event's location had been changed, and she had no clue where it was being held.Tyler's concern grew as he repeatedly asked, "Roselyn, what's going on? You're scaring me."Roselyn's responses were cryptic, her mind fixated on finding Alexander. "I need to talk to him, Tyler. We can't waste any more time."Tyler's curiosity turned to frustration, but Roselyn's determination remained unwavering.Just as they were about to leave, Roselyn's gaze fell upon the invitation lying on the table, revealing the event's address.Her eyes widened as she grasped the significance. "Tyler, we need to go here now. We're running out of time."Without hesitation, Roselyn grabbed the invitation and rushed out of the room, T

Roselyn sat alone in a secluded garden within Rose Park, her mind racing with thoughts of her grandfather's passing, Alexander's betrayal, and the overwhelming grief that threatened to consume her. The weight of her sorrow felt crushing, as if she were completely isolated in this world, with no one to turn to.Her thoughts swirled in chaos, struggling to make sense of the turmoil that had engulfed her life. The pain of Alexander's deception still lingered, and the loss of her grandfather, her rock, her guiding light, felt unbearable. The uncertainty of her future loomed before her, and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was utterly alone.As she sat lost in thought, a gentle touch on her shoulder broke the silence. She turned to find Tyler standing beside her, his eyes filled with concern. He sat down beside her, his presence a comforting respite from the turmoil that had been ravaging her mind."What are you thinking, sitting here all alone?" Tyler asked softly, his voice a soot

Alexander couldn't concentrate on his work since he'd heard about the divorce. His mind was consumed by the thought of losing Roslyn, and he couldn't comprehend why she'd lost faith in him.He struggled to make sense of his chaotic emotions, torn between his love for Roslyn and his loyalty to his mother. Their relationship had always been complicated, but he'd never imagined it would come to this.Ever since Roslyn had hinted at knowing the truth about his father, William, Victoria's behavior had become increasingly erratic. Alexander felt caught in the middle, unsure of whom to believe or whom to prioritize—the woman he loved or his own mother.He couldn't shake off the feeling that Roslyn's decision to divorce him was rooted in more than just his infidelity. There were deeper wounds, ones he couldn't quite grasp.As he sat at his desk, staring blankly at papers and files, Alexander's thoughts swirled with desperation. What could he do to regain Roslyn's trust? How could he prove his

Alexander slumped in his office chair, nursing a glass of whiskey, despite the early afternoon sun streaming through the window. Charlotte, his ex-girlfriend and valued business client, sat beside him, her presence a constant reminder of his past mistakes."Hey, Alex, rough day?" Charlotte asked, her voice husky, as she leaned in closer, her designer perfume wafting through the air.Alexander's gaze remained fixed on the amber liquid, his thoughts consumed by Roslyn's absence and the looming divorce proceedings. He resented Charlotte's presence, knowing she was the catalyst for his marital downfall."Charlotte, I thought I made it clear: our business relationship is all that remains between us," Alexander said, his tone cold and detached.Charlotte's smile faltered, but she persisted. "Alex, I've missed you. And now that you're... available again, I thought we could rekindle what we once had."Alexander's eyes narrowed, warning her. "Don't go there, Charlotte. You know why Roslyn and

Alexander's SUV screeched through the streets as he desperately redialed Roslyn's number. Each attempt met with the same automated response: "The number you have dialed is currently switched off."Panic gripped Alexander's chest, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios. He knew he had to act fast. With shaking hands, he scrolled through his contacts and dialed Tyler's number.Tyler answered on the first ring. "Hey, Alex, what's up?"Alexander's voice was laced with urgency. "Tyler, it's Rose. I think she's in trouble. We were on the phone, and someone attacked her. She's not answering now; her phone's switched off."Tyler's tone shifted from casual to serious. "What's her address? I'll get the police there ASAP."Alexander rattled off Roslyn's apartment address, his words tumbling out in a frantic rush. "Please, Tyler, hurry. I don't know what's happening. I can't lose her."Tyler's voice remained calm and reassuring. "Alex, stay calm. I'm on it. I'll get the police there in minutes