Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dear Ex Wife, Please take me back: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

ALEX The moment Athena steps into the hospital, every cell in my body snaps to life. Like gravity shifts and pulls me toward her. I don’t wait. I don’t even think. I just move.I cross the room in seconds, breaking from the others without a word. My hand finds her waist, automatically as she grounds me. She’s tense beneath my touch, her shoulders drawn tight, but the second I speak, her body eases. Just a little.And that's enough for me.“Hi, baby,” I murmur against her temple, letting the warmth of her skin soothe the storm in my chest.Her voice is a soft whisper and soothes my aching soul, “Hi. How is she?”“She's stable. Still unconscious, but stable.”Relief floods her eyes, and I can see the weight she’s been carrying fall off her shoulders just a little.Giana has been a kind woman all her life. I'm not surprised that everyone has come to check how she is doing. But for security reasons, we couldn't allow everyone.“So this is the famous Athena,” Katya's annoying voice rea

ALEX “You can't possibly tell me that I'll inherit nothing!” Uncle John hits his hand on the table as the lawyer reads Granny's will.Just as she was about to give me a name, the nurse joined us to do a final check up. So we had decided to speak later but we haven't been alone since then.Here we are with everyone present even though I'd rather be doing something else.She had decided that it should be read to everyone while she was alive so no one would argue once she was gone.Frankly, it's heart clenching and painful that we have to sit here and plan her death like it's a damn vacation trip.“Calm the fuck down, John! You will not stress mother, do you understand?” Dad speaks, he doesn't shout but his deep voice is loud enough for all of us to hear him.“Easy for you to say! Your son is inheriting almost everything. So is Rayen and he's barely four! I mean does it make any sense to you? Even this Athena bitch is receiving something. Then you mean to tell me my children are not goin

ALEX “The safest thing to do is have it locked into a trust and have you as the Trustee, then we can put Rayen as the beneficiary.” My lawyer, Antonio, says. I run a hand through my hair. “We can't do that for all assets. That's too much power and money running in one move. Besides, I'm sure Athena and I will have more kids in the future.” I lie through my teeth.I just don't want him to figure out why I'm doing this. The least I need right now is my condition spreading to any of my enemies. As much as I would want to knock her up and see her flat belly grow with our second child, maybe a princess this time, I'm not sure I have that much time. “So what do you suggest we do?” Antonio asks.I lean back against the chair, “Put 60% in a trust, Athena as the trustee and I'll tell you what to do with the rest. The company should be as it is. It belongs to Sloane. But no one can know about it. Not now, anyway.”“This is so sudden. Did something happen?” Antonio asks but the glare I give

ATHENA “Will you pick me up again, Mummy?” my little prince asks, his voice hopeful and sweet.I turn to face him with a huge smile. “Of course, baby. I will. I can even pick you up every day! Is that what you want?”He nods eagerly, his curls bouncing as I lift him into my arms and start tickling his sides.He bursts into laughter, wriggling with delight. “Mummy, stop! You’re making me laugh!”“That’s the point!” I tease, kissing his cheeks again and again until he squeals.The bell rings, and I walk him toward his class. His little hand grips mine tightly. I crouch down and fix the collar of his shirt before brushing a kiss to his forehead.“Be good, okay?”“I will. I love you, Mummy.”“I love you more, baby.”He lets go of my hand and runs into class, waving at the door before it shuts behind him.I exhale slowly, letting the warmth of the moment soak in for a second before I turn and walk toward the parking lot.My steps halt as I notice a familiar face leaning against my car l

ATHENA“Vitals are stable.” The nurse announces as the beeping of the monitors grow even louder in the pounding of my ears.My gloved fingers tremble slightly as I grip the scalpel, my eyes locked on the exposed part of the patient's abdomen. I’ve done this kind of procedure more times than I can count, but today, it feels foreign. Like I’m watching myself from the outside.“Dr. Dawson?” The nurse softly nudges me, and I mumble a low, “Thanks.”But it’s automatic. My thoughts aren’t aligned. So many questions are picking inside my brain, and I can't seem to push it back. Zayan is the one who holds the answer to the biggest question, but he hasn’t answered my calls in hours. Which is very odd. Steadying my breathing by taking a deep breath, I make an incision along the artery to clamp it, but the moment I do, a sharp rush of blood splashes across my gloves.“Pressure’s dropping!” a nurse shouts.My eyes widen.Shit. Shit.“I need suction, now!” I try to steady my breathing, try