Todos os capítulos de CHASING MY EX-CONTRACT WIFE: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

I hooked the strap on the wagon I'd brought for the day in case Aiden and Avery needed it. We were going hiking for a volunteering event for orphans and homeless, and I didn't think the kids would be able to walk sixty miles, hence, the wagon.The kids saw Brent coming, and ran to him, and I had to sigh. Who said taking children for a hike would be easy. We had not started, yet they were already stressing me out, wanting to see everything.Brent lifted Aiden and held Avery's hands as he waved at me.“You found this place easily, right?” He asked when he got to me, and I nodded.Brent had invited me to the event since his company was the one hosting it and even though it was a bit risky for me to be with him, especially with the twins. It was for a good cause and rejecting the invite seemed selfish on my part, so here I was. The event was pay to enter and all the proceeds from the entrance fee as well as everything that was sold at the rest stops were going to goodwill.I looked at the

PRISCILLA'S POVWe walked for several minutes without walking before I finally got the courage to glance at Brent from beneath my lash and I found him looking at me and smiling. I cleared my throat, trying to force out the embarrassment I was feeling. I had teared up because someone offered to be my friend. If that wasn't middle schoolish, I didn't know what that was.“It’s just been a while.” I explained vaguely and he nodded as if understanding all that sentence encompassed.“You mean since somebody looked at you and decided to lend a helping hand without you asking for it and not demanding your soul in return?”I stared at him, jaw in the air. He had explained it perfectly. “That's right. There is the consideration for you since you are a friend of her husband but she didn't have to offer…” To be my friend, I didn't finish the sentence. “Plus, she probably doesn't know about us, so it's a nice change of pace. I need a woman that will be on my side when we have an argument, especial

BRENT'S POVI basked in the sounds of machine whirring, forklifts humming and people shouting instructions as I entered the company warehouse. I was lucky enough to have been able to buy the lands that were near the warehouse, so expansion was possible, and now I had the warehouse of my dreams. It was sectioned into each of the things we were involved in. there was a different section for the hotel wears and items, restaurants and the management of art, but the best part of it was the fact that neither section could disturb the other.Ever since I was a child, this had been the place that had appealed to me the most. It was so easy for me to get caught up in the stress and boundaries that surrounded me in my office, but the warehouse was the place I was able to let out everything and de-stress. I breathed in the familiar scent of dryness and checked my watch. I had about ten minutes to kill before I had to show Sylvester around. All the contracts had been signed, and we were official

I unlocked the door and stepped in, the twins following closely behind me. For a moment, I was tempted to ask them to go wash their hands or something else to distract their attention, but I didn’t. I brought out my phone and dialled Priscilla’s number for probably the thirtieth time, and I started breathing fast when her phone began ringing. I picked up her phone and carefully moved into her bedroom, hoping and praying she was inside.I walked carefully but steadily into her room, and my legs almost buckled when I saw the figure that was stretched across the bed in a child’s pose. Knowing the twins were behind me, I stopped and turned to them.“Why don’t you guys go and wash your hands, and I’ll be with you? You can see that your mom is fine, right?” I tried convincing the twins.They hesitated but left reluctantly at my prodding. I walked towards Priscilla and tapped her, and my eyes widened at how hot her skin felt. I tapped her again when she didn’t respond, and didn’t stop until

I didn't even mind her tone when she snapped. “What favour did they ask?” I stared at her, serious and all smile forgotten. “Why would the twins believe you're sad?” “What?” “The twins told me they think you were sick because you've been sad for a long time and they wanted me to be their daddy. In those very words.” I confirmed when doubt started rising in her eyes. She shook her head. “I don't know why they would think that I'm sad.” She gasped as if remembering something. “Maybe because I've not been speaking with Carlie of recent. They've been asking me of her recently.” I noticed she had only focused on the first statement but I let it go, for now. I furrowed my brows. “Carlie? The one that stole your designs? What does that have to do with the kids thinking you're sad.” PRISCILLA'S POV I debated what to tell him and opted for an half truth. I shrugged. “We used to talk like three times every week and suddenly we stopped talking. I don't know what goes through their