All Chapters of AFTER MY EX-WIFE : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Camilla The lightness from lunch faded as we sat in quiet, and I braced myself for whatever he was about to say.David joined me at the table after a while, moving into the chair across from me. Our conversation started — Ava’s recent connection to Alex, and what I planned to do about that."Well, I couldn’t take that away from her. I would allow them to talk. Let her have that friendship.But telling him the truth? No.He wasn’t there when I needed him most. He picked Alessia. He walked away."He looked at me, as if thinking before he added."That's not a bad decision actually."Then, naturally, it moved to his work.“Things are different here in Los Angeles,” he said. “Back in San Francisco, the hospital wasn’t as fast-paced and busy. Here, it’s constant. New cases every hour.”I nodded, curious. “Do you prefer it?”“I do. It’s difficult, but it feels rewarding,” he said. His eyes softened. “Though, I miss San Francisco sometimes. Being here alone… it makes me respect moments like

Camilla Alex walked in, his huge figure filling the space, and I couldn't breathe for a moment. He's always had that impact on me. The air appeared to thicken, as if I were drowning in something I couldn't control. He hadn't even spoken yet, but everything around me seemed to be swaying and tilting. This was the man who had previously been my entire world, and there was still a pull, an unmistakable attraction between us. I clenched my fists on the edge of my desk, attempting to calm myself, but my heart was racing, betraying me."Hi, Camilla," his voice was low and steady, but there was something beneath it—something unspoken. My name on his lips felt like a light blow, a breeze that brought back memories I didn't want to recall. The warmth that crept through me was not pleasant, but it was undeniable. My heart pounded against my chest as I barely spoke out, "Hi, Alex."I could not look at him. If I did, I would probably fall apart. My hands shook as I tightened my grasp on the des

AlexI grabbed my key, and we left my office. The midday air was pleasant, but it did little to relieve the heavy weight in my chest. Julie sat next to me.The silence between Julie and me felt oppressive. I wasn't sure if it was a relief or a reminder of how far I'd dropped. Camilla did not want to have anything to do with me, aside from the partnership. I was scared to force her, afraid of what she might do if I pushed her further than she wanted. So I had to depend on someone outside of our previous lives to provide the answers that were sliding away from me. It seemed like the only way to get near to the truth."You'll take the left," Julie murmured quietly as we reached the junction.I nodded, my eyes fixed on the road as I turned left. We drove for a few minutes before she told me to halt."I will go ahead and speak with her. "I need to see if she's willing to come," Julie remarked, her voice tinged with dread.I drove a little farther down the road and parked on the side. I sat

AlexWhen I came home, I was tired. After a long day, I fell on the couch, needing to rest. Later that evening, I went into the kitchen, only to find that nothing was left. Not that I cared before, because Alessia always liked eating out. But, this evening, I had no choice. I needed to buy some groceries. I took my tablet and made a list of what I needed. Perhaps staying busy will help me drive these thoughts away. But as I walked to the grocery, the pressure in my chest continued, a continual reminder of what I'd lost — and so wanted to reclaim.I couldn't shake the weight on my chest. It wasn't only about the provisions. The silence at home made it tough to avoid my thoughts. I had once wanted peace, a life free of pain and unnecessary drama. But today, sitting alone in my house, I noticed that silence without love seemed empty. The thoughts of what I had lost refused to leave me. Camilla was evident in every area of the house. Her laughter, the way she used to hum while cooki

Camilla I walked into the house, Ava's small hand in mine, and gently closed the door behind us. The weight of everything pressed down on me, but I forced myself to walk slowly and steadily toward the stairway. Ava's chuckles, still lingering from the supermarket experience, echoed softly in the corridor. "Mommy, I like this teddy bear," Ava exclaimed cheerfully, holding up her new teddy bear. Her exuberance was contagious, but I couldn't bring myself to join in. My chest felt tight with emotions that I couldn't shake. Marta emerged from the living room, her soft eyes brightening at the sight of us. She rubbed her hands on her apron and approached, bending to Ava's level. “Hello, sweetheart. Did you bring anything for me?" Marta inquired, softly grabbing Ava's free hand. Ava nodded happily and hugged her teddy bear. "Yes, I got this from my big uncle! "Isn't that cute?" Marta's gaze shifted to me, and her expression changed to one of concern as she spotted my stiff shoulders and