My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back After Two Years Of Divorce のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

Nicole. He kept standing there and looking at me like he had no plan of coming inside. My left eyebrow raises as I take a good look at him, he still looks the same way he did back at the party but there is something different about him and no I’m not talking about the obvious eye bags under his eyes, I’m talking about something else. Something that I can’t place my hand on right now. “Aren’t you going to sit down?” I asked, still watching him. He looked at the empty chair before him before walking towards it and sitting on it. “So, what brought you here fat……Mr Grant?” I was quick to correct myself. Calling him father would make him feel I have forgiven him which I haven’t; I’m not going to forgive him unless he actually wants my forgiveness. “I think father or dad would do just fine, Nicole. Don’t you think so?” He asked, smiling, causing his skin to wrinkle as he did that. I didn’t say anything or acknowledge that I heard what he’d just said. “I…..it’s nice to see you again

Jackson. “Are you saying I should get back with Nicole because she’s now rich?” I asked, staring at her in complete shock. She doesn’t mean that, right? She really doesn’t expect me to end up with Nicole now because she saw her as someone fit. Mom nodded her head, “Yes, I would go for her if I were you, and let’s not forget that she has your children. She kept them even after leaving so that makes my conclusion right, she still loves you.” I found it hard to say anything after she said that. “But you hate her right?” I asked but didn’t get any answer from her. “How can you advise me to be with a woman that you hate Mom? And…..and what about Laura? Don’t you want her for me again?” I asked, peering at her. She scoffed, “I like Laura…..a lot. But that doesn’t mean I can’t wish for something better for you, and this right here is the better thing.” She answered without giving an answer to my first question. “Why would you want me to do that, Mom? Why would you want me to be with

Nicole. The sound of someone knocking on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. I was still standing in front of the mirror, which meant I had been lost in my memories of last night. I checked myself again, cleared my throat before asking the person out there to come in. Though I wondered who it could be, deep down I know it’s either Mom or Theodore. To my surprise, it was neither of them; Rowan was the one who poked his head inside. He smiled once he saw me before opening the door wider and walking in. That’s when I noticed Luna in his hold, she was resting her head on his shoulder sleeping I guess. “Hey,” he called out, drawing my attention back to him. “Hey. I didn’t know you were stopping by?” I said with a frown. I tried to remember him telling me he would stop by before going to work but I can’t. “I didn’t tell you because I wanted it to be a surprise.” He winked and tapped Luna lightly on her back. “Why are you here?” I asked and the tone I used wasn’t friendly at all

Jackson. It was hard to concentrate on anything with Nicole sitting just a few aisles away. I tried to focus on what my lawyer and the judge were saying, but it was nearly impossible. My eyes kept drifting toward Nicole, and the sight of that guy’s arm wrapped around her shoulders, holding hands, was infuriating. I couldn’t help but stare at her, even after the court proceedings ended. The court had yet to decide whether I would be a part of my children’s lives, and I was worried about it. For now, I couldn’t see them—I knew Nicole wouldn’t let me get within ten feet after I took this to court. She was furious with me for doing it, but what choice did I have? If I wanted to see my kids or even get close to them, this was the only option. I walked out of the courthouse with my lawyer beside me. He was talking about a few things, but as usual, my focus was entirely on Nicole. That guy was still next to her. At first, they weren’t doing much while she spoke with her lawyer, but as soo

Laura. I ended up going to my room after having that conversation with Jackson. The look on his face, his eyes; they revealed what he wanted to do. They told me what I needed to know and what I should expect. It wasn’t just a coincidence that I eavesdropped on his conversation with his mother, and I almost got caught. But I did hear what they were talking about, and I still can’t believe Mrs. Davenport would want Jack to get back with that woman. After everything they have done to her, after she threw her out of this house, saying she wasn’t good enough for her now, she wants them to get back together? Not on my watch! I sat on my bed, staring at the wall as if it were the most interesting thing in the room. I hadn’t moved or said anything to anyone since Jackson left. At first, when I entered the room, I wanted to cry. But I hated crying; I hated feeling weak, and I definitely didn’t need that at this time. I needed to be strong, to plan this out well, and come out of it unsca