All Chapters of COMEBACK OF THE REJECTED WIFE. : Chapter 161 - Chapter 169

~ ANNIKA ~Luckily, my kids returned to their normal cheerful selves after I spent two days with them. I didn't get any text from the one threatening them, which would mean they realized I was no longer living with Angelo.Jonathan too seemed beyond excited to hear my plans. He looked happier than the kids. I just knew the only one who wouldn't be happy about this would be Angelo.Talking of Angelo, I haven't seen him since I left the house. He had only called me twice, which I found odd. Each time he called, he only asked about Jonathan. I couldn't shake off the feelings of something being wrong, but when I asked him, he breezed past the question without answering it. Which was why I planned to meet with him today."Are you going to work?" Jonathan looked up from his laptop the moment I stepped into the living room. He had been working from home since I returned to the house, claiming he didn't want me to feel so lonely whenever the kids went to school.I smiled, adjusting the strap

~ ANNIKA ~My gaze whipped over to Angelo, who gaveme a little shrug. He closed the door andstepped into the room with me, nudging meas he whispered, "I was equally shockedwhen I learned she was the one coming over.""Why didn't you fucking tell me?!" I grittedmy teeth in rage, glaring at him. I would havepunched him in the face had I not kept myanger in check."I realized too late, and couldn't tell youabout it so you won't ball out. Don't worry,you have me here." Flashing his teeth at me,he took my hand in his and led me towardsthe mother, who was scowling at us.Mrs James. My always a perfectmother-in-law. She sat poised on the plushsofa, her elegant demeanour a stark contrastto the tension in the air. Her signaturesunglasses perched on her nose, hid her eyes,but not the disapproval etched on her face.She wore a tailored, ivory pantsuit. The fabrichugged her slender frame, accentuating herrefined features. A delicate silver necklaceglinted around her

~ ANGELO ~Lunch was eventful. Annika was the perfectlady for a perfect date, something I onlyrealized after all these years. There were nodull moments with her, no time that I wishedI were anywhere but there with her, eatingwhat she was craving.After lunch, we walked back to the office.This time, I didn't get the opportunity to holdher like I was hoping. I didn't know how toask to hold her hand, so I opted to walk nextto her so that our shoulders brushedoccasionally.To me, that was better than nothing. At leastmy body got to touch hers, even though myhands didn't.When we got back to the office, I asked forher help in reviewing some files with me. Ididn't know why I asked her, but I blurtedthat out before I could think about it, and sheaccepted. Yeah. She didn't even ask why Iwanted her help. She just gave in like she'dbeen doing since she arrived this morning.As we settled into my office, pouring over thefiles, our shoulders touched each time Iwalked

~ ANGELO ~ I felt a sense of comfort and belonging withher. The feeling of being emotionally attached was something I never had, and now I longed for it. She made me realize there was so much to life and made me crave somethingmy parents didn't have, love andcompanionship.My parents only married because they had to,not out of love with each other. If only theyrealized this early like I did, they wouldn't have been frustrated. Mother wouldn't be thisbitter and father would have gotten what hewanted someone who cherished him."Thoughts on me, Angelo," she whispered,frowning as she looked at me. "What are youthinking about?""Nothing important." I leaned down andplaced a kiss on her forehead, smiling whenshe closed her eyes. Annika would be the death of me. She was the weakness I didn't know I had.As she opened her eyes, they sparkled with ahint of mischief, and I couldn't resist thepull. My lips drifted down, brushing againsthers in a gentle, exploratory kiss. Her eyeli

~ ANNIKA I didn't want anyone to see us in such anintimate position.Flicking his tongue on my left nipple, hepinched the right, forcing a moan to leave mythroat. He looked up with a smile, loving thesounds he was getting from me. He cuppedmy breasts, feeling them as he pressed.My cunt flooded. Having him touch mybreasts was more arousing than being kissed.My nipples were damned sensitive. Each timehe touched them, the feeling seemed to shootright into my pussy. Planting a kiss on eachone of them, he straightened, towering overme once more."Do you want me to fuck you?" Hewhispered, placing feathery kisses on mycheeks."Just fucking do it." I was getting bored withthe questions. What I wanted was a hard fuck,not a conversation. If I needed one, all I hadto do was to call Grace over. She would gladlyrush to my office, to fill me up on everythingthat happened in the office yesterday andtoday.Chuckling at how impatient I must havesounded, he stepped back. Lock