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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
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EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
ISABELLA’S POVIt had been close to thirty minutes since we almost had sex. I was less sore now, but somehow, I felt this tiny loneliness deep down. I snuggled against the pillow, and for a second, it didn’t seem like I had left months ago. My scent was still everywhere. The auction crossed my mind, and I pulled out my phone from my bag on the far side of the bed. I had multiple messages and calls. Some were from Mireille and Enzo, and they were from before I got here. My secretary’s own, I typed a detailed order before closing it and placing my phone on the wooden drawer. The thought that I had just two auctions to go crossed my mind, and I felt a little unsettled at the thought that I was leaving now that everything seemed too good to be true. It wasn’t entirely up to me. I had work to do in Florida. I had a dream. A career. I had Mireille. Mireille had her man, and aside from the fact that I loved it there, this town held a long trail of emotions.There was a soft knock on the doo
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ISABELLA’S POV“Talk you slut!” She was eyeing me so badly. If looks like these could kill, I would possibly be dead by now. A bead of sweat broke behind my neck. How did she get in? Did he know she was coming? Was that why he left me here?“How did you get in?” I questioned. She threw her bag on the floor and stormed over to me.“I should be asking you that. I am in my son’s house.” Her nose was flared with her arms crossed over her chest.I dragged in some air because I just wasn't ready for the drama.“Alaric isn't home. You can come back when he does. I was busy before you came.” I informed and turned around to leave before she grabbed my arm, digging her nails in.“You don’t belong here. You shouldn't be here. He was doing so fine until you magically showed up again.” Her tone was harsh and it conveyed her hatred. The level of depicit she had for me was alarming because I never really offended her.I tried freeing my hand but she only dug her nails in the more. Pain surge throu
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ALARIC’S POV“Good morning, Liam. How do you do today?” I let out delightfully and watched him scrutinise me. “Fine, sir.” He responded, his voice quivering, and I laughed hard, my palm on his shoulder. Liam was one of my staff members on the first floor, a brilliant one at that, and this was the first time we had a conversation.“Oh, Liam!” However, he didn't say a word as he stiffened and quickly stepped out of the elevator on the second floor. This was the third person reacting this way today, and I seriously couldn’t understand why.Was it that they feared me? Or was it something I said?I didn't get to think about it for long because soon, Isabella crossed my mind again. She was lying in her bed, hair down, and with no undies on. My cheeks hurt from how giddy I was to know my wife was finally home. We were finally working something out.I could feel excitement bubble through me, giving me renewed energy. The door dinged open on the third floor, and I dragged in some fresh air a
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THIRD PERSON’S POV“Hi,” Isabella said, her arms crossed under her breasts. Her heart was racing now. She had spent the last few hours crying and cursing her ill-love life. At one point, she thought he wouldn't come looking for her.“You left.” Alaric’s heart was pounding, yet he felt relieved she didn't ghost him. The last time she walked out on him, she was gone for months. He doubted that he could survive another. “I’m sorry, I didn't know she was coming. Did she say something?” He stretched his hand to check her face, but she stepped to the side.“Leave, Alaric. You shouldn't be here.” She turned around, giving him space. Her eyes were wet with tears again. Fuck, she had thought she could face him. She pinned her lips together to stop herself from breaking down. “Isabella.” He was sacred. So afraid to lose her. This was one thing he had always feared. Vulnerability. But now he was addicted to her. She was his medicine, and to hell if he died taking. “Go home, Alaric. Go to your
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ISABELLA’S POV“Shall we?” He asked softly, his palm stretched out. I let my fingers curl with his, warmth spreading through me. As he led me to the car, I could feel Mireille watching us like a hawk, and I was glad I had a sister like her.“Mireille doesn't hate you. She is fun when you get to know her.” I cleared the air to avoid any awkwardness.Alaric hummed and smiled at me. He pulled the door open and bowed as I stepped in. I caught him glance at Mireille, standing outside the door, before getting into the car.He put on the music box, and a slow jam played before kicking off the engine. “Are you ready?” he asked, and I nodded. A part of me reminded me that I shouldn't be here or with him.In between the drive, he would reach out to me and squeeze my palm, reminding me that he was there. I sincerely wished I could ask him why he changed someday. Why did he suddenly stop hating me? Who convinced him?“I just want to spend ever moment with you.” He would say.Finally, we arrived
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ISABELLA’S POV“Do you have to go?” I questioned as I held onto her palms while staring into her eyes. We're standing in the middle of the airport. Mireille was dressed in a blue fur jacket and white romper. Her hair was packed in a ponytail, and she had a tinge of sadness behind those eyes. I could tell that she was just as heartbroken as I was. “You still haven't told me why you must leave so fast. Did something happen? What was that all about? Did someone die? What is going on, Mireille?” I rained questions at her, and worry was eating me up.She squeezed my palm gently and cleared her throat. “It's nothing serious, Isa. I'll call you once I get there, I promise. I have to go back for a short while. I'll be back for you. You know you are my best friend, my cupcake.”I held back the tears that stung my eyes. “I know. It’s just... I'm so worried, Mireille. You're not saying anything to help the matter. What happened? Why are you going back? When are you coming back? I don't know, Mir
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-08EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
ISABELLA’S POVSuddenly, he paused. “Are you sure about this, little bear?” He asked, his voice having a rough edge of need, of desire. He wanted me too, I could tell. The, I knew that proceeding with this would only complicate things for me and confuse me more. As it was, I didn't know what the future held for us. I had no idea if I still wanted the divorce. What if this leads him on?“Yes, Alaric. Stop talking already.” It came as a whisper rather than a command. The heat was gathered around my thighs. “You've had a lot to drink, and I don't want you to wake up tomorrow thinking this was a mistake.” There was something in his voice. Guilt. Pain. Or was it sadness?I pulled back slightly to stare into his eyes. His blue eyes drew me in. “I am not drunk, Alaric. Tipsy, maybe, but I know just what I'm doing. This is what I want.” His eyes searched mine like he was looking for a clue or a reason to stop. Not seeing, he claimed my lips with such possessiveness that left me breathles
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ISABELLA’S POVHe stared at me softly. “The safe word is stop. Remember to say it when need be.” He said tenderly as though I was an egg that could crack.I nodded in response, then produced a moan as I squeezed my breast. I could feel his jealousy boiling. “I want just my hands on you, little bun.” “Really? I don't see them anywhere.” I teased, and he grunted as he got in bed.Kneeling between my thighs, he slapped his cock against my cock before sliding in, his left palm around my neck. My vision blurred as he banged me hard. I was running out of breath, yet I refused to say the safe word.My moans echoed through the room as my body shot with pleasure. It felt like paradise, yet with some pain. Just the right balance I needed. He seemed to sense my vision going off because he let go of my neck and looked at me warmly.“Fuck! Did I hurt you?” The fear in his voice.“I’m not a child, Alaric. I am a woman, so pound me like one.” I snapped, annoyed that he ruined everything. The vibra
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ISABELLA’S POVI knew asking Kelvin to stay was a tricky move, but it was for the best. My heart was too soft to turn him down, not after knowing his story. I would be like the monsters he feared if I did. Besides, he was there for me on days when no one was willing to show up. Just like Mireille, he was my best friend now, a part of my family, too.But boy, oh boy.Alaric’s face was scrunched in a frown as he sat opposite me, his spoon clinking against the plate. He was barely eating anything, just staring at the food.I knew I shouldn't notice. Nor care because it was seemingly for the best. We needed to keep our sexual urges out of our field of decision-making. I needed to be sure that forgiving and letting him back in was right. The best thing to do. If his mother meant every word or this was just an attempt to get me back in, only to torment me some more. I needed to be sure if what I felt for him was sex-related or if our love was more profound than that.With Kelvin around, no
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TEN
ALARIC’S POVIsabella walked out of the kitchen, wiping her hand with a napkin while a smile curled the tips of her lips.“You didn’t tell me you were coming.” She pointed out while he closed the gap between them, placed his palm on her shoulder, and then trailed it down to hold her palm. Something glistened in his eyes, and it only came on when he saw her.“I heard about the incident.” He started. “Are you okay?” The news carried it? How come I didn’t know that? I had ordered Henry to keep it low, but I could see that was impossible given how the criminal was a dangerous one. The police had said that it would unravel a long chain of crime and we might have to lay low for a while, although I didn’t tell Isabella about that yet cause I didn’t want to scare her or let it affect the competence of her job. Besides, I had lived and breathed danger all my life; I was almost immune to it at this point, so nothing fazed me. Nothing except losing her, so all I needed to do was keep her safe.
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE
ALARIC’S POVEver since she hugged me at the hospital, all I have wanted was to feel her again, her naked body against mine. And heaven knows how hard I tried to get past the hospital days and not fuck her brain out right there with my Doctor nearby. That was what her presence did to me. Every single time I saw her, my brain would fry into toast.So the moment we got to her place, I knew I had to make the first step, and that was why I stepped out half naked, demanding soap; then, when I noticed her control wall breaking, I put the last plan in action. Get too close for comfort and seduce her.I knew she couldn't restrict my body.Until she did.She was standing here laughing aloud as she munched on her pizza while watching a movie I couldn't even make out. She hasn't sent me a glance since she handed me the soap and left me in front of her room.What was I doing wrong?I couldn't help but ask myself.Had I become so undesirable? Was her love confession only because of guilt? Or to
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT
ISABELLA’S POV“Thank you.” Alaric’s mother said as we sat outside the hospital door. Her hands were firmly on her lap.“What for?” She blinked. “For saving my son, " she finally said after a moment of silence, and I only got more confused.“He saved me,” I explained, and then I watched her slowly raise her head, her eyes tender again.“No, Isabella. You saved him from becoming a shadow of himself by taking him back.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, and next, her palms found mine. “I’m so sorry about how I treated you all those years. I have no excuse for what I did, but I hope you can forgive me.” Her eyes were glistening with tears now.But it was my choice. I was the one to go through the pain and live with it, so I slowly snatched back my hands.“I can't assure you that.” With that, I stood up and returned to Alaric’s side.Henry and he looked up at me. They had stopped talking.“I’m glad you both are okay,” Henry announced with relief. “We have to leave now. We will come b
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN
THIRD PERSON’S POVThe Doctor told her he had gotten out of danger, but he was yet to wake up, so all she could do was sit beside his bed, holding his hand and weeping and blaming herself for not thinking this through in the first place. Maybe it was ill-fated, just like her stepmother had said. Perhaps that was why her parents had abandoned her. That could be the reason her best friend was dead, too. Maybe she needed to run away from the world and hide somewhere she wouldn’t be able to cause harm to anyone.“You have to wake up, husband. Please.” She sniffed back a tear. “I can't leave without you too.” Her heart clenched tightly as she sobbed. She had lost everyone. He was her last family. And she doubted that she could survive another loss. It was just too hurtful.Her tears drenched his hand, her face against it. It felt cold, so cold that she feared that he was gone. Hours ticked by, yet nothing happened, and even when the doctor told her to head home and come back the next day,
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIX
ISABELLA’S POVWhen I confronted him to turn himself in so he could heal from the guilt, I thought my words would touch him and finally give my late best friend some peace. After all, only a man ready to change would go through the stress of clearing his late GF’s lawn. I figured he probably needed a boost.But instead, he held a knife against my throat after I threatened to call the cops myself.“You should have died back then.” His voice was rough and cold. It lacked all forms of humanity.My heart started to beat so fast as I looked around for help. The neighbor rushed out, screaming that she had dialed the cops and they were on their way here, probably hoping to scare him. But it didn’t. Instead, something wet and very hot slipped down my legs.The metallic feel of the knife was still cold against my skin.“You don't know what you just got yourself into, Miss. I advise you to go in there and tell them it is a fucking prank so I kill her!” He yelled, his other arm wrapped around my
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ALARIC’S POVIf Isabella had planned to frustrate me, then she had done a good job because I couldn't help but feel so dumb as I stared back at the report Henry had sent two days after. The man from earlier was just a cab man.Fuck!Blame her for toying with me.Now, I couldn't help but wonder why she lied. Was it because she despised me so much? A strange feeling shimmered between my skin as I got dressed, my nerves unsettling because now all I wanted was to confront her and demand an answer. I wanted to apologize for the misunderstanding, too. She probably hated me because she thought I abandoned her. Maybe that was why she was with that guy from the other day, to spite me. I have yet to find out his name, but once I do, I will have everything about him sent to him, and then I will find his most profound weakness and threaten him with that.Anything to get those leeches off the love of my life.Suddenly, my phone rang, and I pulled it out to see her name spread across my screen. Ta
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR
THIRD PERSON’S POVIt was on a Tuesday. Isabella had called Rex to ask if he knew who the company’s CEO was before he recommended him to her, and his response had shocked her to the bone.“He wouldn't stop pestering me. I’m so sorry I didn't give you a heads-up. He showed up at my home for days, standing under the snow and half-freezing, to get me to hear what he had to say. I just had to give in. It was either that or the police come visiting to retrieve his body.” He had paused. “He seems to regret his mistake, Isabel. I think you should give that poor man a chance, too. We all make mistakes, after all.” And that had made her laugh. Alaric wasn't a poor, innocent man. He was a manipulative jerk who knew how to get what he wanted.But never her.Now, it made her wonder if he had chosen about a thirty-minute drive away from the start of Durango for his company on purpose. Had it been in a bid to get close to her?She was sitting at the table, files spread right in front of her, along
EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE
THIRD PERSON’S POVMonday drew nearer than she thought it would, and yet she didn’t turn down their offer. Every time she wanted to, she would remember Mireille’s wordsLive for us.So here she was, sitting at the long oak table after spending about an hour choosing the right outfit: a fitted cream blouse tucked into high-waisted navy trousers, her hair swept neatly in a low bun. On her way in, she noticed how boring the building looked, passing across information that it lacked life. The secretary had informed her that the boss would be here soon, so she waited impatiently, and soon, the door opened behind her.“Good day…” Her words slurred the second she turned around and saw Alaric. He was dressed in a tailored black three-piece suit that looked like it was made just for him. The white shirt underneath was crisp, clean, and ironed, and the black tie was knotted to almost perfection.Almost because she had been the one to make his tie previously.“Miss Phoenix. Welcome to Stonebrid
