Todos os capítulos de COMEBACK OF THE REJECTED WIFE.: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

~ ANNIKA ~I smiled, to hide the awkwardness I felt at hiswords, sipping the glass of water in front ofme. It was enough to keep me occupied so Iwouldn't have to respond to his words.We ordered, and as we waited for our meals,Angelo reached across the table, taking myhand in his. His touch ignited a flutter in mychest. It could be because of the atmosphere,making me feel so much more than I wouldhave felt in a normal circumstance.Over dinner, we savoured each bite, indulgingin rich flavours and textures. The risotto wascreamy, the pasta perfectly done, and thewine complemented everything beautifully.Everything enamoured me. It seemedAngelo took his time in making certaineverything was perfect, which made mewonder when he actually did that. How did heget time within all the visits he got in hisoffice from workers who wanted to takeadvantage of him?I didn't ask that though, instead; I kept theconversation within a friendly chatter. Ourdiscussion flowe

~ ANNIKA ~I know I was paranoid, thinking the person would sneak into my home and harm my kids, but I had to be certain I was careful enough with this."Is everything alright?" Jonathan sounded concerned. "Are you okay?""I'll explain later. Just please keep them safe. Stay with them always if you can. Please let the teachers know they shouldn't let anyone close to them," I added, recalling how easy it was for Angelo to visit the kids in school.I needed everyone to be careful about the people they let into the school to avoid anything happening to my babies. They are all I have."I will. Don't worry. Just make sure you let me in on what's going on. I don't want to be kept in the dark, okay?""Alright."I disconnected, my mind racing as I tried not to show how scared I was by the call, but it was impossible to do that when my mind kept on returning to the text.Who was behind these threats? And what did Angelo have to do with it? Could this have anything to do with Lissa?She was the

~ ANNIKA ~I looked at her for a long time, thinking, but there was nothing I could do about it. She had already decided that this would be our last time together for a long time to come. The least I could do was make it worthwhile while dragging our pleasure.I brought my lips to Annika and kissed her, savouring the taste of her lips on mine. I opened her lips with mine and slipped my tongue into her mouth as I rubbed her breasts. My slacks felt restraining against my dick as I kissed her as my entire life depended on it.I pulled back to look into her eyes, staring into those beautiful orbs as I whispered, "Are you sure about this? I won't force you to do whatever you don't want to do. You owe me nothing."I just needed to be certain she was doing this because she wanted to, not out of pity because that would suck. I didn't want her pity."I do." She smiled. Though it wasn't as genuine as the one she offered me during dinner, it was okay, not the forced ones she gave m

~ ANNIKA ~ I knew I promised myself that the last time I would be intimate with him was a week ago, but I had to break it. Well, it wasn't the first. I seem to have broken over two promises to myself ever since I returned to Paris.Sighing. I lathered myself, looking into the mirror at the tired woman gazing back at me. Angelo offered to bathe me, but I refused, opting to do that myself. I wanted a few minutes of reprieve from the man, who seemed like he wanted to make up for the days we would spend apart.He said that. I didn't just make those words up.After a wholesome bath. I towelled down my body and put on my robe before exiting the bathroom. Angelo was lying on the bed when I stepped into the room, and he instantly got up and walked over to me. He lifted his lips in a smirk as his gaze raked over me, letting me know what he had in mind.Without saying a word, he put his hand on my back and rubbed my back. Sighing, I turned to look at him, and he leaned in and kisse

~ ANNIKA ~I didn't leave until late afternoon, because I wanted to avoid Jonathan's stare should he see me limping. Anyone who saw me when I woke up would know I was thoroughly fucked the night before, and it was embarrassing. I couldn't let him see me that way, not when I knew he had a soft spot for me. It would be like rubbing it on his face."Is there anything I can do to change your mind?" Angelo asked, standing next to me. He didn't go to work, so he would escort me to my house. He claimed he would only be at peace if he saw me walking up the front porch, unharmed."I doubt that." Shaking my head, I checked the time on my wristwatch. I still had enough time to reach the house and prepare lunch for my babies, who would be excited to see me, before they returned from school. I wanted this to be a surprise, which was why I didn't tell Jonathan. He would undoubtedly tell the kids, which would make the surprise irrelevant."Not if I knelt?" He tried once more like he had b