บททั้งหมดของ Can You Believe It? My Ex-Mate Wants Me Back!: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

VALERIAOh crap. I didn't mean to slap him.My hand moved so swiftly before I could stop it, the slap echoing through the room, shocking me as much as it did him.I bit my bottom lip nervously as I watched him clutch his now-reddened cheeks.My palm was still trembling from the heat of the slap.Oh, what have I done? I wish I could turn back the hands of time. But it was already too late.I couldn't deny the feelings his presence evoked inside of me, but slapping me for something that I was very guilty of didn't make any sense.With my cheeks blazing in utter embarrassment, I turned on my heels and fled the office without looking back, ignoring his searing gaze poking a hole through my back as I left the office.As soon as I slid into the comfort of my car, I gripped the steering wheel with all of my strength until my knuckles turned white."Fuck!" I muttered under my breath, gasping for air.I couldn't breathe! The way he was so dangerously close that I could perceive the masculine c

REESEWhat on earth was Valentina Wilson doing at my house?I gawked at her in shock, blinking repeatedly as if this was a dream, but it wasn't. Valentina was indeed standing before me, but she was as surprised as I was."Valentina! What the hell are you doing in my house?" I croaked out the words from my mouth, still unable to believe my eyes that Valentina was really standing before me in my house, for that matter!She didn't answer my question, but instead, she shrieked, her voice a mix of confusion and anger."What am I doing here? What are you doing with my son? And whose baby is that?" She pointed at the boy in my arms, who was staring at her intensely, his eyes flaring with a strange recognition that I had never seen before.Derek shifted in my lap, cocking his small head to look closely at Valentina. Their eyes locked for a moment, and I could feel the thick tension crackling between the two of them.What was the meaning of this? What the hell was happening here? And what did

REESEI stared at Valeria, my mind a whirlwind of disbelief and regret. I couldn't believe my eyes. So Valentina Wilson had always been Valeria all this while? How come I didn't know? I had been suspecting, but I didn't have any conclusive proof to show that she was truly Valeria Ashton, my ex-wife and mate whom I had banished.The image of the faint scar I spotted on her neck on the night of that party crossed my mind. Come to think of it, when I wanted to take a closer look at the scar, I was interrupted at the party.Deep down, I knew that something was strangely familiar about Mrs. Valentina Wilson. The striking resemblance between her and my ex-wife was undeniable.And not to mention the way my wolf always purred excitedly when she was near.Then, the child's shoes were in the front seat of her car, and the male child's clothing was picked up at the shopping mall, and anytime I tried to ask her about it, she waved me off. Now that all these pieces were coming together, I couldn't

VALERIA What a day! So many confusing thoughts and questions assailed my thoughts as I sat beside Reese in the hospital room.My heart thudded steadily as I watched his fragile state, my fingers lightly tracing the edge of the blanket that covered his still form. The beeping of the monitors was a constant reminder of how pale and fragile life could be. A twinge of pity wormed its way into my stomach.I shoved down a lump down my increasingly dry throat. My heart was a tangled mess of emotions—fear, worry, anger, and something deeper, more confusing. I clenched my teeth in annoyance.Damn it! I wasn't supposed to care this much. It wasn't part of the plan.I was so close.....I was so damn close to run into his inviting arms back then when he had apologised to me. Something in me coaxed me to accept his apologies.My child didn't even make matters any easier. When his tiny voice called him dad, I almost threw precautions to the wind and jumped into his arms.I may not accept Reese

VALERIA I walked up to my front door, and right now, the familiar creak of the wooden steps under my feet brought me a sense of comfort in a way. It had been a long day, and all I wanted was to relax with a glass of wine. The moon was just starting to rise, casting a silvery glow over the front yard. As I reached into my bag for my keys, my mind was already drifting to the peace of my living room. As I opened the door, a sudden pressure against my head jolted me back to reality. Cold metal was pressed into my temple, and a voice growled harshly in my ear, "Move, and you die." Every muscle in my body froze. My breath hitched, and my heart kept pounding in my chest. Slowly, I turned my head, and the fear I felt kept gripping me tighter with each fraction of movement that I made. My eyes met a pair of familiar ones, but the coldness in them was new, and it really chilled me to the bone. "Collins?" I whispered. The disbelief I felt was totally evident in my voice. He just smirked. The