Lahat ng Kabanata ng CHASING MY EX-WIFE: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Richard's POVMy balled fist hangs in the air when the door is thrown open by Arabel and Daisy, dressed for an outing.Before Daisy can notice my presence, my eyes connect with Arabel.The piercing sound of her scream jerks me back to life and makes me shift my attention away from Arabel's beautiful face.The more I see her, the bigger my regrets. The less I see her, the more I want her back with me."Hey, buddy," I say, squatting down to pick her up as she hugs my legs. “How are you doing?”“I'm fine. Why are you here?”My gaze meets Arabel again. Since they moved in, we haven't mistakenly bumped into each other or crossed paths. It was as if we were total strangers and not neighbors.That means one thing.She is uncomfortable with my friendship with Daisy, and she doesn't want Daisy to know I am next door.With a smile, I reply to Daisy. “I drove all the way here to see you.”“Really?” I nod vigorously to express my honesty.“Hi,” Arabel finally greets me, waving at me with a smile,

Richard's POVMy gut churns.As I rush out, I look around for Daisy, but she is nowhere in sight.Following my instinct, I rush back to the ice cream spot, glancing around for a glimpse of her wavy brown hair, but she isn't there.Quickly, I make my way back to the horse riding spot, my heart pounding hard at the thought of not finding her.I will be in deep sh*t.I didn't mean to kiss her. I didn't know what came over me.I should have paid closer attention to Daisy to be sure she was still in.Before I know it, I begin to run as fast as I can, hoping to find her there. I don't know where else to go, and I don't know what to tell Arabel.I feel so much like a bad father already. I need to find her, or I will never forgive myself for this.This is a child I am still getting to know. The same child was brought into the world without my knowledge. Just when I thought I was going to have a chance to right my wrongs, get closer to my child, and seek their forgiveness, this is happening.A

Richard's POVThe ringing from inside doesn't dissipate my concern. My face is still etched and furrowed with concern.Since last night, that ringing has been going on and off. I can't even figure out if it is her phone or an alarm clock.No one has come out of the apartment, either. Not Daisy. Not her. I also can't hear any sounds, no matter how hard I place my ears on the door.My insides are in disarray. A horrible feeling is stirring inside of me, as though something is wrong or about to happen.It's been two days since we went out, and I haven't set my eyes on her. The fact that the ringing is becoming more persistent and nonstop increases my curiosity.That guy—I don't trust him. He was here two nights ago. They must have had an argument, and it makes me wonder what he did to her.If she isn't in, then where is she?Frustrated, I stalk back inside, hurrying to grab my phone. I dial her number and wait till it begins to ring. A part of me is relieved that her phone is going throu

Richard's POVHow do men who want their wives back after a huge quarrel ask for forgiveness? Is there any man on earth who has ever asked his wife for a divorce only to come back after seven years for another chance?Is another chance even possible?These and more questions keep gnawing at my heart as I step foot in Germany.I should have known she would be here. But I wouldn't because I didn't know her well enough and I forgot almost everything that ought to be remembered about her.For Arabel, Germany remains a special place. She used to come here a lot before her parents' deaths. They toured the city together, and she mentioned how it reminded her of them.Instead of bringing bad memories for her, it always brought a smile to her face because of the many happy moments she had with her family here.Mother wanted us to come here for our honeymoon as a gift to Arabel, but I wasn't interested in traveling with her or honeymooning.I was still angry about the fact that I didn't get the

Richard's POVI watch with regret as Daisy blows out the candles on the cake and lets out a wide grin. Arabel claps her hand, and onlookers do the same after singing a happy birthday song for her.Indecisive on what to do, I continue watching, my stomach twisting into knots.When I can no longer take it, I step down from the car and take long strides into the restaurant, not stopping until I am right in front of Arabel.With dread, she looks up to meet my gaze.I drag out a seat beside Daisy and slump in before shifting my eyes to meet Daisy's. She isn't jumping up in excitement like she used to, so my heart sinks.“Happy birthday, buddy,” I mutter with a weak smile carved on my lips. I didn't even buy anything. I didn't get her a birthday gift.And that is simply because I didn't even know today was her birthday. How could I have known it was her birthday when I didn't even know her birthdate?This shows how much of a good father I was.I know I have been terrible, but things will ch