Semua Bab MY EX PUT ME IN JAIL AND NOW HE WANTS ME BACK: Bab 21 - Bab 30

THIRD PERSON'S POVAs James pulls up to the entrance of Mia’s mansion, he can’t help but stare. He was taken aback by its beauty. The house is even more sophisticated than he expects. "Is this your place?" he asks Mia.Mia nods "Yes" James’s eyes widen, impressed. “Wow, it's stunning. You have an eye for good things—just like with the dresses at the event. The crowd can’t stop talking about them. They’re all so striking. I have to say, you’ve got brilliance written all over you.” His words are meant to be a compliment, but there's something more sincere, something deeper inside them.Mia’s smile widens and her eyes are filled with pride. She hadn’t expected such genuine admiration, and it warms her. “Thanks, James. Now that you mention it, I’m quite proud of it. It makes me stand out, after all.” The moment lingers as they stare at each other. James can’t tear his eyes away from her, but he quickly snaps himself out of it and makes a quick move to open the car door for her. He wal

MIA'S POVI can’t believe it. I’m standing here, staring at Eli, someone I haven’t seen in years. His presence feels surreal, as if I’m caught in some kind of dream. But he’s real, right in front of me. I've missed him so much. “Get in,” I tell him, gesturing toward my car.He hesitates for just a moment before nodding and climbing in. I slide in next to him. As soon as the door closes, the driver pulls away, and I see Eli checking out the interior. "This is your car?" he asks. "Yes. Nice, right?" "It's amazing. You've done really well for yourself, Mia" "Thanks. That means a lot, Eli" I turn to the driver "Please, take us to the nearest restaurant" "Yes ma'am" he replies. I turn my attention back to Eli with a smile. It’s been years. Years since I last saw him, and now, I’m willing to cancel my entire morning just to talk to him.By the time we reach the restaurant, I’ve made up my mind. Once we’re seated, I pull out my phone and dial Lily, my PA. Eli sits across from me with

ALEXANDER’S POVBefore the argument with Mia, I watched her from the corner of my eye as she talks to someone on the phone. Her faces lights up with a smile that makes my chest tighten. But it’s not aimed at me. It’s for him. Her voice is soft and teasing as she speaks into her phone, and I can hear just enough to piece it together.It’s James.That bastard.My jaw clenches so tightly it’s a wonder my teeth don’t shatter. I can’t stand the way she’s laughing. The way her fingers twist a strand of hair like she’s nervous, excited. Does she actually like him? That thought burns hotter than I expect, and I find myself gripping the edge of the wall.She doesn’t even notice me. I’m standing just out of her line of sight, close enough to hear her murmur, “See you soon,” before the call ends.Her smile lingers, and it feels like a punch to my face.After I have a word with her, I leave the room feeling more annoyed than I’ve felt in ages.The doorbell rings downstairs. I go to see who it is.

JULIA’S POVI sit in the living room in silence, staring at the wall. My mind races with different thoughts. The Tv makes noise in front of me but I’m not paying attention to whatever program is on. My thoughts are too loud, too chaotic and they drown out everything else.Ever since that argument with Eric, I haven’t been myself. I can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong—off. He’s distant, and his words that night hinted at something deeper. I’ve suspected it for a while now, but after our fight, I knew I had to act.The memory of that night still lingers in my mind. We had been arguing again—about our relationship, about trust, about Mia. He denied everything, of course, but his avoidance, the way he refused to meet my eyes, said it all.I knew he wasn’t over her.If he was, he wouldn’t be so bothered about her. He was always deep in thought, staring into space, making phone calls he didn’t want me to hear. It was obvious.The bastard still loves her.Fuck.What does she have

JULIA’S POVI step out of the house with a hooded jacket hiding my features. My heart races, though I keep my breaths steady. This has to be perfect. Earlier, I instructed Paul to find Mia’s address, and he delivered. Now, I’m going to put my plan into motion.Eric isn’t home, which is convenient. I need this to happen without interruptions. Slipping into my disguise, I pull on a worn wig with strands falling over my face, then dress in old, ragged clothes that I wouldn’t be caught dead in on a normal day. I cut small holes into them for extra effect.. My reflection in the mirror earlier was unrecognizable, just as I intended.When I arrive at Mia’s estate, I’m taken aback. Her neighborhood screams luxury. Expensive cars are parked in driveways, and the homes stand tall, radiating wealth. A mansion? How did Mia manage to build this kind of life for herself? A feeling of jealousy stabs at me, but I shove it down. I’m not here to compare lives. I’m here to make sure hers takes a sharp t