All Chapters of Ex-Husband Wants Me Back : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Lessie's POVJames frowned, clearly upset by my decision. “I don’t get it, Mommy. Why don’t you want to come with us? It’s just to drop us off. Unless... you’re worried about something and not telling us.”I pressed my lips together, unsure how to respond.Before I could say anything, Ella spoke up. “Your mommy’s not hiding much. She’s just scared your dad might take you away from her.”Her words stunned all of us, including me.I didn’t remember telling Ella that. All I ever said was I didn’t want Freddie to know about the kids. I just wanted to be with them forever. But I had forgotten one thing: Ella could read me like a book. She always knew what I was thinking, even when I didn’t say it out loud.Jasmine was the first to react. “Why would Daddy take us away from Mommy?”James shook his head with a deep frown. “If that’s the case, then I don’t want to tell him who we are.”I stared at James in shock, even more stunned by his words than I had been by Ella’s.“You would give up the

Lessie's POVWhile Jasmine was still jumping excitedly on the couch, I quickly went to lock the door after making sure Mommy and Aunt Ella were really gone.“That’s enough, Jasmine. Come down already,” I said.“Okay,” she replied, stopping her jumping and sitting next to me with Mommy’s phone in her hand.“Here, take it.” She handed me the phone, and I took it. The phone had a password, but we knew it, so I typed it in. The screen lit up.“Hurry up and search online for any Mr. Freddie. If Daddy is as rich as I imagine, his name should show up right away,” Jasmine said excitedly.My fingers stopped scrolling at her words. I looked at her, completely dumbfounded.“What?” she asked, noticing my stare and looking confused.“Nothing. You’re just… never mind.” I muttered under my breath.“Huh? What did you say?” she asked again.“I said nothing,” I replied quickly, shaking my head. I wasn’t about to repeat it. If she heard me say she was dumb, I was sure she’d knock me on the head, and I w

Freddie's POV “Mom, can you please not try to disturb me, today,” I had just walked into the house, when I saw my mom already at the door. It was clear she had been waiting for me.“I can't believe you still choose to stay at the office? Since that day, you refuse to come back home again. Was it because I scolded you or what?” “I have been busy, it has nothing to do with you.” I replied clearly but I knew Mom wasn't having it.Of course, it doesn't entirely have anything to do with Mom, because I have truly been busy at work ever since the last time at the hotel, but even at that, I could still have visited home but I chose not to.Who would love leaving from the frypan to fire? Absolutely nobody. Although at the office, I got myself utterly exhausted, but it was still understandable. But, coming back home for a headache instead of peace seems somehow. I didn't wait at the living room, but instead I continued to head to my room.Mom wasn't understanding of my mood, she kept on scol

Freddie's POV I stared at the envelope for a moment before finally taking it. When I opened it and saw what was inside, I looked up, only to realize the man who gave it to me was already gone.Inside the envelope was just a hospital room number. It said I should go there. The note was from Judie.I sighed and rubbed my temple, frustrated. What exactly was Judie trying to do now?Without wasting any more time, I entered the hospital. Since I already had the room number, I didn’t bother speaking to the receptionist. I went straight to the elevator and pressed the button for the floor written on the note.When I stepped out of the elevator, I checked the doors until I found it—Room 104.I looked around the hallway, but didn’t see Judie anywhere. I pushed the door open and stepped inside.Just like I expected, Judie was there, standing by the window with her back to me.But what truly caught my attention, and made my chest tighten, was the little child in the room with her. I couldn’t ev

Freddie’s POVWhen we got into the car, I drove off quickly. Using my phone, I searched for another nearby hospital.“Freddie, what are we doing here?” Judie asked loudly, already guessing.Still, I answered her. “We’re doing another DNA test.”“But we don’t have a sample of her blood,” she argued.“Don’t worry,” I said, walking into the hospital. “I took a strand of her hair.”Back when the first doctor handed me the test results, I already had doubts. So I quietly moved close to the little girl on the bed and plucked a small piece of her hair, no one noticed, not even Judie.“You did that?” Judie looked shocked. She raised her voice.“Yes, I did,” I snapped at her. “I don’t trust you. Why wouldn’t I get her sample myself?”Judie’s face darkened. She looked like she wanted to yell, but the words stopped in her throat when a doctor walked up to us.The receptionist had already called him for us.“Doctor, I need your help,” I said. “Please run this DNA test for me. I need the results i