All Chapters of TAKE ME BACK EX WIFE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

021 CLINTON'S POV I kept thinking about what she told me. There was no way Joana was going to go around with Caleb. She loved me, she loved me to a fault. She never disrespected me. She has always been there, always being loyal. It did not make sense to me that she had something to do with Caleb before the divorce. She has never shown any interest in Caleb as well. It came as a joke to me, and I did not want to take it lightly. It did not want to believe her as well. She loved me too much to have done that. I began to think of the many reasons she was comfortable with the divorce. Could it be that she had gotten my replacement, and that was why she accepted it that way? It hurt me so much that I began to regret all that I ever did to her. She never deserved it. And Caleb? I knew he had a soft spot for her, but I thought it was because she was now family. I knew they had been friends for a long time, and that explains their closeness. I got into my car and drove dow

023 JOANA'S POV I raised my head up and looked at her; then I knew that something was wrong from the way she looked at me; there were tears in her eyes; I rushed upstairs and went to hold her. I took her from there because she was not meant to see that. She was never meant to see any of that, and it was my mistake; I should have locked the door when I left the room. I trusted them enough to leave them in the room. Part of me was happy that it was only her who left the room and not her two brothers. " Can you promise me something?" I asked her. I know I was meant to be mad at her for disobeying me, but I had no time for that right now. " Yes," She nodded her head. " I do not want you telling this to your brothers, not to anyone as well. You should not dare say it to anyone." I pleaded with her, and that was because I was not sure she would keep our little secret; I asked her to go into the room, then I closed the door, and I made sure that I locked the door. I was not g

025 JOANA’S POV How could I have been so dumb? I wanted to be free from stress, but I ended up being humiliated yet again by that woman; I wondered when she was going to change. I don’t blame her; she has always been filled with jealousy, but she should accept the fact that I am and won’t go back to Clinton. Never Again. I went back to the office to find Caleb having a worried expression all over his face, his eyes locked with mine. “Where were you?” His tone was a bit harsh, but that didn’t hide the concern in his voice, I let out a soft sigh, heading to my seat about to bury my head in work. “I went out for lunch...” “With Clinton?!” The jealousy in his voice was not shocking anymore to me, but I won’t say I was not surprised, “yes... with Clinton,” I continued my work, trying to avoid any more conversation. Caleb was clearly filled with rage, running his hands through his silky hair, “Joana, I really hope that it’s not what I am thinking?” My hands went to a sud

027 JOANA’S POV I chuckled softly, plugging my hair dryer to dry my hair; I slowly typed a reply, “Traffic these days is quite insane, but at least you got home on time.” It got delivered; maybe he was freshening up. I used the opportunity to dry my hair completely, packing it in a messy bun as I retired to my bed. I was scrolling through the new designs I had come up with when Caleb replied. “I know, right? Sorry about the delay; I needed a quick bath. My whole body was wrecking with sweat,” “It’s fine. We both had a hectic day,” “Hope the kids were not mad at you for returning home very late,” “They were asleep by the time I had returned, I know I will get an earful by tomorrow.” The message was on delivered, and he seemed he was attending to something, I returned to check out the drawings, and I felt like something was missing but I honestly didn’t know where the diamonds that would be used were going to be exquisite, the labelling was perfect, the colour tones but

029 CLINTON'S POV The car was moving fast. What happened to the brakes?! Joana was moving too fast. The next thing I know; a loud crash. Right in front of my eyes, a trailer ran straight to it; her car kept tumbling over, my heartbeat was faster than a cheetah, and my breath seized; I just couldn't believe it. The police that were chasing her called the ambulance as I pulled over, rushing over to her car. “Sir… you need to stay calm…” The police tried to calm me, not allowing me to cross over to meet her. “Get your hands off me…" That's my wife,” I roared in anger. With the last strength in me, I pushed them aside and rushed to the car to bring her out. “Joana… Joana…” I called out to her, and my hands trembled as I tried to open the car door. It was tight shut, and any moment from now, the car would explode. I couldn't think straight. The good-for-nothing police couldn't help things; I needed to think and act fast. I looked for something stro