All Chapters of Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back : Chapter 121 - Chapter 127

Lucas's POV…A few hours.That was all I needed.Rovan Stone had left the city on urgent business.I had watched him leave.I had also watched the guards he assigned to Lyvanne.They were too many and too careful.But Rovan had made one big mistake.He had divided his attention.And whether he liked it or not, he had left another man close enough to Lyvanne to become useful.Alexander Saint.Rovan hated the idea of Alexander being anywhere near her.Yet he had no choice but to trust that Alexander would protect her while he was gone.I almost laughed when I heard that.The man who once failed Lyvanne was now one of the people standing between me and everything I wanted.How ironic.But I had planned for that.Why?Of course, we all know the power of money.With some bundles of cash, I was able to capture a few of L

Alexander's POV…They caught Isabelle before sunrise.But Lucas escaped.Again.By the time the police secured the building and began processing everyone involved, Isabelle had nowhere left to run.The evidence against her was overwhelming.Her involvement in Lucas's plans had finally come to light, along with her role in helping him get close to Lyvanne.She was taken away in handcuffs.Lucas disappeared before the police could reach him.But Alexander barely noticed.His entire world had narrowed to one person.Lyvanne.~~~The doctors said she was in a coma.The word followed me everywhere.Coma.I had heard it before.I had seen people recover from worse things.But none of that mattered when it was Lyvanne lying unconscious behind a hospital door.I sat beside her bed.She looked peaceful.

Lyvanne's POV… The first thing I heard was a soft, steady beeping. The second thing I felt was warmth around my hand. I tried to open my eyes but everything was blurry. I forced them to open, but the more I tried, the heavier they became. I was left with no option than to close back my eyes and wait for a few minutes before I gradually opened them again. The ceiling above me slowly came into focus. It was white and bright, looking unfamiliar. I blinked several times, trying to comprehend where I was. Was I dead? Or was there something else that happened to me that resulted in being in this unfamiliar place? Then I heard a voice before I could attempt to study my surroundings. “Lyvanne?” A familiar voice echoed in my ears and I knew who that was. My eyes moved toward the voice, and it landed on the per

Lyvanne's POV…For the first time in years, my life was quiet.No threats, hiding, or wondering who I could trust.Lastly, there was no fear that the past would suddenly return and destroy everything I had rebuilt.The storm was finally over and over for good.And strangely, peace felt almost unfamiliar.It was time for reconciliation.Jessica, Alex's mother, came to see me one afternoon for reasons best known to her.The one who had once contributed to Alex's decision to chase me out of his house.She stood at the doorway for several minutes, appearing as if she were deaf and dumb.Suddenly, she finally began speaking.“Lyvanne…” She seemed nervous as she spoke. “I owe you an apology.”I said nothing as I stood with my arms folded above my chest, staring at her with a frowning face.“What’s going on…” Vivienne who went to the kitchen earlier to get som