All Chapters of Chasing His Ex-wife Back : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sebastian lounged in his dimly lit office, the weight of the divorce papers still heavy in his hands. The gentle hum of the city outside barely reached his ears as he stared blankly at the elegant signature that signified the conclusion of their relationship. Evelyn's script, so graceful, so sophisticated, actuated a painful reminder of the woman he had once vowed to cherish and protect. He ran his hand over his face, sensing the coarse stubble on his jaw against his skin. How did it come to this? He thought that separating himself from her was the wisest decision, shielding her from the broken individual he had become. But now that she was truly gone, the emptiness he had attempted to flee consumed him. A knock on the door interrupted his focus. His assistant, Clara, looked in carefully. "Sir, there is a board meeting in ten minutes." Sebastian waved her off without looking up. "Alter the timetable for it." "Nonetheless, Mr. Kane" "I instructed you to rearrange the schedule," he

Evelyn was at her desk, gazing at the incomplete design on her laptop. The vibrant colors and fun shapes she had created for a children's book cover no longer seemed appropriate. Her thoughts were distracted, focused on the text message and the ensuing silence. Several days had gone by since she had answered, yet there was still no reply. She attempted to persuade herself that it was insignificant, yet it truly was. If it were Sebastian, what was he attempting to convey? Could it have been guilt? Remorse? Did he long for her? A gentle tap on the door brought her back to reality. She shut her laptop and rushed to respond, discovering Lila at the door with a takeout bag and her characteristic cheerful grin. "Please say you've had something to eat today," Lila joked, squeezing past her into the apartment. Evelyn laughed quietly. “I ate toast this morning.” "Toast isn't included." Expecting mothers require nutritious food, Evelyn. "Come on, have a seat." They took their seats at the

Evelyn waited in the exam room of the clinic, her heart racing while the ultrasound technician got ready for the scan. She had experienced this process previously, but today felt distinct. Sebastian was present, positioned in the corner of the room, holding his hands firmly in his lap. His presence served as a stark reminder of the difficult circumstances they faced. She hadn't entirely determined the extent of his involvement in their child's life, yet a small part of her felt curious, perhaps even hopeful, about his potential for change. “Are you prepared?” the technician inquired, her cheerful smile interrupting Evelyn’s line of thought. Evelyn nodded, momentarily looking at Sebastian. His expression was inscrutable, yet his gaze remained fixed on the screen when their child's image appeared. “That’s the infant,” the technician remarked, indicating the screen. Sebastian leaned closer, his breath catching as he spotted the small figure on the display. It was genuine now, beyond

The weeks that came after were a whirlwind of planning, minor wins, and increasing doubt. Evelyn felt conflicted between optimism and prudence as she moved through this new chapter of her life with Sebastian. His existence in her life was unmistakable, and despite her attempts to persuade herself that she could manage everything by herself, the reality was beginning to dawn on her. She didn't wish to face this by herself. However, that didn’t imply she was prepared to trust him anew. Every day appeared to present a new obstacle, medical visits, arranging the nursery, juggling professional duties with the physical demands of pregnancy, but amidst it all, Sebastian stayed a steady presence. He often called her to see how she was doing, providing assistance with whatever she required. It seemed as though he was attempting to wipe away the past, to compensate for all the moments he’d been missing, apathetic, and disloyal. Yet the pain persisted, hovering in the atmosphere like a dense

Evelyn found herself contemplating the heaviness of Sebastian's words for days. He approached her, exposed and defenseless, conveying his remorse and his wish to seek forgiveness. However, Evelyn was uncertain whether it was sufficient. Is it possible for him to really change? Could she really rely on him enough to offer him another opportunity? Her heart was pained by the doubt, yet she would not make any choices without first reflecting on her emotions, and the truth of their circumstances. The next day, following Sebastian’s visit, Evelyn tried hard to resume her usual routine. She worked remotely, concentrated on her design assignments, and went to her prenatal check-ups. Yet, even during the silent times, the resonance of his presence lingered. His apology lingered in her mind, yet she couldn’t overlook the intricacy of her feelings. Whenever she believed she had control over the situation, she ended up questioning herself. At night, with the gentle murmur of urban noise coming