All Chapters of TAKE ME BACK EX WIFE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

011 JOANA'S POV The brakes of my car were not good. I wondered how he knew about that. My head hurts from thinking about how he got to know what was in my car. I called Caleb and told him about it. He said he was coming with someone who would fix the car. The smell from my house the other day was what made me not bring the kids home; I had to leave them at the estate because I felt it was safe there. The chemicals that they had used were choking. I had to call my brothers and tell them about it; they suggested I leave the house, but I was not buying that idea; I called Caleb, and he brought people to the house who helped me clear the place up. I decided to stay there alone and not bring the kids there. Someone was trying so hard to get to me, and it was beginning to scare me. I got into the house after the brakes were fixed. I checked all around the place and then asked the security to be vigilant as well. " If you see anything around my house, let me know; call me imm

013 JOANA'S POV I was rather quiet. The city had my news, but I chose to remain quiet and that was because I did not want to talk about it; I did not want to give any information to the public; whatever it was that was happening to me was going on because someone was somewhere trying to do worse things to me. " Ma'am, someone is here to see you," my secrets I said. " Let him in," I said. I sat upright, I was never going to act like anything was going wrong with me. I cleaned the tears that were on my face and then smiled. The person walked in, and I was so mad. "I can not believe she let you in." I stood up. I was going to meet with my secretary. He dragged me back " There will be no need for that, I came here so we can talk," he said. I looked at him. There seemed to be a lot going on with him because he was not looking like the Clinton I knew. " What do you want to talk about?" I asked him. I was rather calm this time around, even though I would not hesitate

015 JOANA'S POV I was tired and scared as well. Maybe coming back to this city was never meant to happen, I do not know who was mad that I was back here. This was not good, and now I feared for my life because I did not know what would happen to me next. I looked at the window; it was small like they had built this house for something like this; it did not make any sense to me why that window was that way. I tried to stand up with my hands tied. It was hard at first, but I struggled and got up to my feet. I got near the window and tried to look through it, but there was nothing to see. I sighed, I had struggled for nothing at all. I was about to get seated when the door opened. The man looked at me " Who asked you to bring me here?" I asked him. " Is that question for me?" " Of course, who else? You are the only one here," I said. " I can not answer that," he said. He tried closing the door but I went to the door. " Wait, get me out of here, please; I have

017 CLINTON'S POV I stayed in my room all through; I felt like there was no reason to be outside or to be in anyone's face; I was exhausted and tired of reaching out to Joana. I know she was still mad at me, but this was becoming difficult for me. I stayed in bed, there was a knock on my door, I got up and opened it. I had locked the door because I never wanted anyone to open it. Another reason my door was locked was because of Louisa, I had asked her to leave my house, and she had done so, but she would not stop coming over to visit me like I was tied to her or something. It frustrated me. " What is it?" I asked the maid who had knocked on the door. " I was worried about you and wondered why you had locked yourself in the room that way; it was unlike you," She said. Her voice was filled with concern for me. " Thank you, I'm fine," I said. I opened the door and left the room. I got under the trees, the garden path, and stood there. I was thinking of how best to l

019 JOANA'S POV I got back to Henshaw Group and had the issue they were having sorted out. I was happy that he got back his stance on business. My brother has always helped me, and I was going to do the same. "Thank you so much," he said to me. I got into my car and left the place. I got to the office and attended to a lot of things; the time I had focused on getting my brother's issues sorted made work pile up for me. It may have been worse, but Caleb was the one who helped me make it less. " Why did you do what you did?" Caleb asked me as I looked at him. "What are you talking about? I have to help my brother, why won't I help him?" " That's not it; I'm talking about agreeing with me that I got you pregnant; you and I know that Clinton is the father of your kids," he said. It made me stop what I was doing, I hated to hear that. Part of me knew he was going to ask me about it, but I also thought he wouldn't mention it. "And? Do you want to tell him about it?" I aske