All Chapters of My Billionaire Ex-husband Won't Call It Quit: Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

Alex's POV"Mommy, can I get two scoops today? Pleeeease?" He asked in that baby voice that was so hard to say no to.His looked up at me with those big and expectant eyes—the same eyes that had the power that could bend me to his will so easily.I pretended to think about it, tapping my chin dramatically. "Hmm... two scoops? I don't know, buddy. That's a lot of sugar." I crouched down to his level, watching his little face shift from being hopeful to the beginning stages of negotiation. His mother was a businesswoman, so that’s quite expected."But it's Saturday," he pointed out matter-of-factly, his small hands gesturing emphatically. "And you said Saturdays are for fun. You promised, remember? At breakfast?"Sally, who was standing beside me in her thick sunglasses and oversized denim jacket, smirked. "He's got you there, Alex. The kid's already developing good negotiating skills. Wonder where he gets that from?"I shot her a look before sighing dramatically. "Fine. Two scoops. Bu

"Mommy, can I get two scoops today? Pleeeease?" He asked in that baby voice that was so hard to say no to.His looked up at me with those big and expectant eyes—the same eyes that had the power that could bend me to his will so easily.I pretended to think about it, tapping my chin dramatically. "Hmm... two scoops? I don't know, buddy. That's a lot of sugar." I crouched down to his level, watching his little face shift from being hopeful to the beginning stages of negotiation. His mother was a businesswoman, so that’s quite expected."But it's Saturday," he pointed out matter-of-factly, his small hands gesturing emphatically. "And you said Saturdays are for fun. You promised, remember? At breakfast?"Sally, who was standing beside me in her thick sunglasses and oversized denim jacket, smirked. "He's got you there, Alex. The kid's already developing good negotiating skills. Wonder where he gets that from?"I shot her a look before sighing dramatically. "Fine. Two scoops. But—" I held

JAMES' POV Ring! The sharp chime of my alarm sliced through the silence, pulling me from the depths of sleep. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim glow of morning light filtering through the curtains. I exhaled deeply, running a hand over my face before stretching my arm to switch off the alarm. 8:00 AM. For a moment, I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the quiet hum of the city seep into my room. Mornings weren’t what they used to be. There was a time when I would wake up with warmth beside me, the soft sound of her breathing a comfort. But now, all that greeted me was the cold emptiness of my bed. Shaking off the thought, I sat up, rolling my shoulders and stretching my arms before cracking my neck. Routine. That’s what kept me going. I got up and dropped to the floor, settling into my usual morning workout. Pushups first. The familiar burn in my muscles was grounding, a reminder that I was still here, still fighting. "10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15," I counte