All Chapters of Chasing back my ex-wife: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Leo’s POV“I expected you to come as fast as possible,” Miriam said the moment we stepped outside the station. “What took you so long?”I stopped walking and turned to her slowly. She kept touching the swollen part of her face as if to remind me it existed.“What do you mean?” I asked flatly. “I came as soon as Susan called me. I’m not your problem right now, Miriam. Please.”Her lips pressed into a thin line, but she didn’t argue. She just stared at me, her eyes searching my face, as if trying to read something.“So what if you don’t find the person who did this?” she asked quietly. “What happens to me?”I scoffed under my breath and walked toward the car. “I will find him. And besides, your lawyer is good. Very good at that.”She followed me, slower now. “Your ex-wife owes me an apology,” she said suddenly. “Take a look at my face.”She turned her head slightly, touching the swollen area again. “They tortured me a bit before my lawyer arrived. They didn’t even care that I’m pregnant

Kiara’s PovWhen I thought I could finally give him a chance, at least for his efforts so far, for standing his ground and making sure justice didn’t slip through my fingers, he had to remind me of one painful truth.He would always choose my bloody stepsister.Or was I overthinking?I clenched my jaw as I stepped into the office building, my heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor. The receptionist greeted me cheerfully, followed by two staff members who smiled and wished me a good morning. I didn’t slow down to wave nor respond to them. I marched straight into my office and shut the door behind me with more force than necessary.I dropped my bag on the chair, kicked off my heels, and sat down, opening my laptop almost aggressively. I buried myself in work immediately, my fingers flying across the keyboard, refusing to think about Leo.I told myself that I didn’t care.A knock at the door jerked me back to reality.“Yes, come in,” I said flatly, eyes still glued to the screen

Kiara’s PovI'm happy that after everything Sandra put me through, after the sleepless nights, the fear, and pain justice had finally been served. She was behind bars, exactly where she belonged. I sat at my desk, staring blankly at my computer screen, as I tried to focus on the new project I was working on. “Let Sandra rot in jail,” I muttered under my breath, leaning back in my chair as I exhaled slowly.The office was buzzing with its usual creativity and movement. The soft hum of the air conditioner was the only sound grounding me as my eyes stayed fixed on the unfinished design displayed on my laptop.But my mind kept wandering back to Leo. The way he moved mountains just to make sure I got justice. The lengths he went through. The risks he took. The fights he fought, all for me. And I haven't really appreciated him for that just because of jealousy. That ugly feeling I hated to admit I felt.I swallowed hard and shook my head, straightening in my seat. “No, not now, Kiara. Yo

Kiara’s PovI stood in my office, arms folded across my chest, watching the bustling preparations of my interior designer brand launch. Staff moved briskly from one end of the floor to the other, carrying samples, arranging furniture pieces, double-checking lighting placements, and arguing softly over color palettes. My heart was racing with excitement and nervousness.This was the moment I had been working toward for months…late nights, sleepless mornings, endless revisions, countless sacrifices. But as I thought about the financial burden it was going to put on me, my excitement started to falter. I felt a knot in my stomach, a sense of doubt creeping in.I shook my head. This wasn’t the time to second-guess myself. I had come too far for that.Just then, my phone buzzed in my hand. I glanced down at the screen and sighed.Leo.Of all times. I answered anyway, irritation slipping into my tone. “This is not the right time to talk. What is it?”He chuckled on the other end, relaxed a

Kiara’s POVAlex wasn’t far behind, his jaw tight, his gaze fixed on Leo like he was deciding whether violence was worth the headlines.Leo stood where I’d left him…stunned, humiliated, his hand grazing his cheek. He needs to know his place. The press quickly followed me, as I was leaving.“Miss Mitchell!”My body guards came blocking them from having access to me, while they made space for my exist. “Kiara.” Leo called out, but I didn’t turn.“Not now, Leo.”“I crossed a line,” he said, painting. “I know.”I finally faced him, my eyes cold. “You didn’t just cross a line. You spoilt my big day. Today of all days Leo!”His mouth opened, then closed again.“This was my launch,” I continued, keeping my voice low. “My brand, My reputation. And you turned it into a spectacle.”“I was trying to shut them up,” he said. “They had no right to…”“You don’t get to decide how my life is defended,” I cut in. “Especially not in public.”Alex appeared beside me, placing a subtle but firm hand at