Lahat ng Kabanata ng EX-WIFE REVENGE: HE WANTS ME BACK! : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

LUCA’S POVI woke up upside down again. My head was hanging off the bed, and my feet were all tangled up in the blanket. It was kinda fun like I was pretending to be a bat. The dinosaur stickers on my wall were glowing, especially the T-Rex. I was staring at it, wondering if T-Rexes slept upside down too when I heard Mommy call from the other room.“Luca, time to get up, darling!”I wriggled out of the blankets and sat up quickly. I had to act fast, like a secret spy. Spies didn’t let anybody know when they were tangled in blankets. I scrambled to my feet just as Momma came into the room.She smiled at me, that secret smile she always had, like she knew everything. “Were you practicing your spy moves upside down again, Luca?” she asked. I let out a sigh of relief; she didn’t know I had just woken up.I crossed my arms, trying to copy Uncle Darren’s cool look. “Nope. I wasn’t upside down at all. Spies don’t need to be upside down.”She laughed softly and sat down on the bed, fixing my

MATTEO’S POV It seemed I had not pressed Bianca hard enough because Alessandro had not only rejected Ricci Corp but had also released public information stating that the Morettis would have no business with the Riccis. This was already making our partners antsy. Some weaklings had pulled away, terrified to be tied to a company that had been informally blacklisted by the oldest and most respected conglomerate in the industry. My extended family members were beginning to get anxious too, but they didn’t dare voice their concerns, not when I was the one providing for their families. I wasn’t discouraged at all. If Alessandro was truly still in support of Bianca, he would have blacklisted us long ago. I knew Bianca was still begging him to pull some strings so she could keep Luca away from me, but I wouldn’t let her. I had gathered photos of Luca looking forlorn during my official wedding to Toria, possibly devastated that his selfish mother wouldn’t let him talk to his father. Every

BIANCA’S POVThe mole still hadn’t been traced, and life was gradually becoming more unbearable. People had begun advocating for the accused recent startup, trying to boycott my entire brand.I would have cursed Matteo, but this didn’t seem like something he would do. He never liked to cut corners, especially not when money was involved. I knew he expected me to come back to him when the pressure got too much for me to bear—and that was what I wanted him to believe—so he would never ruin something that could make him more money if I got back with him.One of the only silver linings I had was the fact that my PR managers and social media handlers—the seven from the crisis management team who had barged in and seen Alessandro with Luca—were acting very differently these days. After they saw Alessandro and Luca together in my office, something in them changed.Before, they just tried their hardest to ignore all the negative comments flooding our page because, to the best of their knowle

BIANCA’S POVThe drive to Viale was far calmer than I expected. Maybe it was because I knew Alessandro had made sure I was covered from every angle. The military guild members were already at the coffee shop and surrounding the street, hidden in plain sight. If anything went wrong, Alessandro was just a click away on the ring-like communicator. He'd been extremely adamant about that.I parked across the street from the coffee shop, scanning the area. It was quieter than I thought it would be, but that was possible because people tended not to drink coffee at night. There was a nightclub three minutes from the location, so most of the people moving about were milling into the club.I sighed. I was supposed to be enjoying quality mother-son time with Luca right then, but instead, I had to meet up with shady people to save my company. The text had been vague and ominous, completely contrasting the vibe of the coffee shop that was painted a relaxing cream color, giving it peaceful ambient

BIANCA’S POVAs I stepped out into the fresh air, I finally let out a breath of relief. I hadn’t known the guild members had replaced Toria’s men without her knowing; all that kept me calm in that room was the unrelenting faith that Alessandro wouldn’t fail.Giovanni stepped out of the coffee shop and came up behind me, no doubt coming to gloat about how awesome his acting was. His acting was too awesome for my liking; that gun had been right behind my head. I had been utterly terrified.I turned around and glared at Giovanni, arms crossed, eyes narrowed in irritation. He had removed the mask covering his face and now grinned down at me like a mischievous puppy, his face entirely too relaxed for someone who had just put a gun to my head again.“For the love of God, Giovanni,” I scolded, delivering a light smack to his shoulder. “You have to stop doing that.”Giovanni let out a dramatic sigh, rubbing the spot where my hand had connected with his body. “Doing what, sister-in-law? Saving