All Chapters of Dear Ex Wife, Please take me back: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

ATHENA“In holy matrimony to witness and celebrate the union of Alexander King and Athena Dawson. Marriage is a sacred bond, one not entered into lightly but with love, respect, and the deepest commitment two people can give to each other.”He turns slightly toward us.“The couple has chosen to speak their own vows. We will start with the bride.” He nods at me in encouragement. Sloane passes me the paper where I wrote my vows and helps me hold the microphone, “Alex,” I begin, my hands shaking a little, “I always wished for this day since I met you, but I never imagined it would be possible. You were sharp edges and storm clouds, and I was just… trying to survive. But somehow, even through all the chaos, I found safety in you.”His eyes are fixed on me in a heated gaze. I feel it wrap around me.“You drive me crazy. You make me angry. You make me feel everything, everything I once thought I couldn’t feel again. But most of all, you make me feel loved. Completely. Deeply. Undeniably.”

ATHENAThe sound of waves gently brushing the shore fills my ears as the private jet begins its descent. I glance out the window and gasp softly.We’re flying over what looks like a perfect painting, clear blue waters, palm trees swaying in the breeze, and an island that seems untouched by the rest of the world.“Alex…” I turn to him. “This place is beautiful.”He doesn’t respond at first. He just stares at me with that same heated look that’s been burning through me since we left the hotel. My center is sore from how much sex we've had but my cunt can't help but throb when he looks at me like he wants to devour me again and again.“The island’s nice,” he says finally, kissing my collar bone. “But not as beautiful as my wife.”I roll my eyes, though my heart is doing flips in my chest. “How cheesy.”“You love it.” He reaches out and lifts my hand, placing a kiss on my ring finger.I do love it. Every part of him. Especially when he drops that cold front and lets himself be soft with m

ATHENAI stare down at the document again, still in disbelief. “This whole island?”Alex just shrugs, like it’s no big deal. “Yes baby, all of it.”“Alex, this is insane. This is like... billionaire-movie-level romance.”“You married me, baby,” he says with a wink. “I don’t do average.”I shake my head, half-laughing, half-speechless. The idea that this breathtaking paradise is mine now feels surreal.Other girls would be like no this is too much, but not me. I'll take it as an apology for the pain he put me through for three years. So yes, I'm taking the island. Thank you very much.Twenty minutes later, I’m slipping into a deep green bikini I found tucked neatly into one of the villa’s drawers, brand new and clearly pre-planned by my over-prepared husband. It hugs my curves perfectly, the top held up by thin gold straps and the bottoms high-cut enough to make walking in front of him dangerous.Alex stands near the open glass doors, already shirtless, again. He's wearing black swim

ATHENA “That was excellent, Dr. Dawson! You did that surgery in record time.” Melanie says to me as I pull off my mask. I stare at her like I've seen a ghost. “Am I hearing a compliment from you?” I ask. Genuinely shocked.This is someone who has made it her mission to belittle all my efforts. While others praised me, she and her minions would mock me and call me a charity case. “Is it shocking?” “Extremely and I bet it has to do with my husband's reputation?” I flash her a sweet smile that has mockery written all over it.I can see her eye twitch and that she's suppressing her anger. She forces a tight smile. “Well, I give credit where it’s due. Even charity cases get lucky sometimes.”There it is.The venom wrapped in silk. Typical Melanie.I tilt my head, still smiling. “Luck had nothing to do with it. But I guess that’s what people say when they can’t match the talent.”Melanie's jaw tightens, her hands clenched around the clipboard like she wants to throw it.Before she can

ATHENA “I don't think we really need to be there so early.” My husband pulls me back in bed, making me giggle.I love that he always wants to have me to himself. “Yes we do. We also have to get up.” I remind him, but he simply groans and buries his head in my neck while placing his heavy arm on my stomach, pinning me in.“Let's wake up a little later. I've missed my wife.”His voice is low, gravelly, and too intoxicating for my barely awake brain to fight. Alex’s breath is warm against my skin, his lips brushing the sensitive spot just beneath my jaw. I try to be responsible, really, I do, but how am I supposed to think when he’s touching me like this?“Alex…” I murmur, trying to sound firm, but it comes out breathy and soft.He smirks against my neck. He knows exactly what he’s doing. His hand slides beneath the hem of his shirt. The one I slept in, his fingers grazing my bare thigh like it’s a secret he’s savoring.“I love it when you wear this,” he murmurs, nudging the fabric hi