Semua Bab Planning My Ex-Husband's Wedding : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Eric's POVIt was thirty minutes past seven pm.I smacked my lips together as I sat in the Cabellos restaurant and stared at my wristwatch again for the third time.My brows scrunched in annoyance.My phone suddenly beeped with a message, drawing my attention. I glanced briefly at it, but it was a work-related text. I narrowed my eyes before returning my phone to my pocket.The sound of chairs scraping the ground drew my attention, and I felt my breath hitch as I looked up at Emily.She looked so different from the woman I knew five years ago. I resisted the urge to kiss her plump red lips. The deep neckline of her red dress revealed just enough cleavage to leave me more curious. Her chest looked fuller than I recalled.For a moment, I forgot that she was no longer the mute, submissive wife who waited for me at home. I wanted to kiss her immediately, but I refrained. I dipped my hands into my pockets to keep myself from doing something stupid.She crossed her arms across her chest, ma

Emily's POVOh no!I struggled to rise from the awkward position we were in, but his muscular arms around my waist kept me fixed."What are you doing?!" I snapped, but he chuckled."Nothing. Just having a nice time with my wife."My eyes darkened in annoyance as I narrowed them at him. His wife? He had to be kidding me."I am not your wife, Mr. Wilson. I have ended everything that has to do with you. I have moved on, and I have a boyfriend. Now, let me go," I corrected angrily, struggling to release myself from his grasp, but he only stared at me with an emotion I could not decipher."If you don't stop squirming like that on me, I won't be responsible for what happens next," he warned in a low, husky voice.I gasped at the realization of his statement, and my cheeks turned warm in annoyance and embarrassment. I stopped moving."Let me go, Eric. We are in a compromising position. It won't speak well of either of us to be seen like this," I spoke in a pleading voice, hoping to change hi

Emily's POVI felt my heart fly to my throat as Eric's grip tightened around my waist.My hands pressed against his chest to shove him away, but his hold was firm. He buried his head in my neck as he hugged me with a fierce passion like never before."Let me go, Eric!", I exclaimed, but he just nozzled his neck on my neck more, bending over. "Emily, I'm sorry. I was crazy to have treated you like trash in the past, when you truly were the only one who really loved me or saw the real me", he whispered passionately, staring into my eyes with an intense gaze. I was held spellbound by his stare as he continued to speak."Before my grandfather asked me to get married to you in his will, I had always admired you even though you never said anything to me because you couldn't, your eyes spoke to me more than your mouth could. I saw the care and love you had for me. I saw how you always looked out for me. You never let me out of your sight. You could not bear to see me hurt or in pain."Raw

Emily's POVThe empty sidewalks of the road from my office window in the Designers' Hub suddenly seemed like the most interesting thing to me as I thought deeply about how to get Max out of jail.I recalled my discussion with the officers in charge of his case a few days back after my visit to him.(Flashback)"Officer, please, this man is innocent. He is in jail for what he knows nothing about. Eric Wilson, the man who accused him, practically forgave him of the debt years back," I explained to the sighing official who just rubbed an impatient hand across his brows as he stared at me."Ms., I need you to understand that this is a critical case. Perhaps, you could ask your boyfriend if he has any documented evidence against Mr. Wilson's accusation. That could do him good—""But he has none! They were supposed to be best friends," I exclaimed, feeling my frustration rolling off me like a steaming rock."This is the law, Ms., and no sentiment is allowed. We work by evidence and not just

Emily's POVThis was wrong!As Eric's tongue danced passionately against mine, I felt helpless against him.Shoving him was fruitless at this point. He remained unmoving as my hands pushed his chest.I blinked back the tears that threatened to sting my eyes. The passion he kissed me with was something I had longed for earnestly five years ago.Right now, all I felt was annoyance and irritation.He was the reason Max was in jail, and he was the source of my pain years back. I could not compromise now simply because of some electric kiss.I shoved him harder, causing him to land on his couch."Don't you ever try this with me, Mr. Wilson. I will have you arrested for trespassing if you so much as come within five meters of me," I spat, my eyes blazing with fury."Emily—""I'm done here," I announced, gathering my things."It's late. You can't leave by this time.""Watch me!"My footsteps resounded as I stormed towards the patio door in annoyance and rage."I have an option for your boyfr