Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back After Two Years Of Divorce : Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 190

Jackson. I haven’t seen Laura since I returned from dropping the kids off. I have been sitting beside Zoe the whole night, waiting patiently for her to wake up. She hasn’t moved the slightest since I entered the ward but I know she was okay with the heaving of her chest. She was breathing fine now and aside from her sleeping, the doctor assured me she was going to be okay. I looked at the time, it was past midnight, and I hadn’t been able to sleep. The kiss with Nicole popped up in my head and how she reacted every time I tried closing my eyes. It felt like I was standing there in the middle of her living room again, holding her, kissing her again, and knowing what she tasted like again after three years. Fuck, I don’t regret doing that. What I regretted was not kissing her for longer and hoping I didn’t fuck up the little trust between us. I would kiss her again and again if it meant tasting her, I wouldn’t mind. I know she liked it; as much as she tried to deny it or

Nicole. I couldn’t say anything after hearing that, the only thing that kept echoing in my head was her words. ‘Your dad had a heart attack.’ It wouldn’t stop, no matter how many times I tried to force myself to listen to the rest of the words she was saying, I couldn’t. I snapped out of my thoughts when mom touched my hand, I looked at her to see the questioning look in her eyes. “What's wrong?” She asked. Before I could reply, the voice of Theresa made me realize the phone was still on ear. The call hasn't ended. “Are you listening to me, Nicole?” She asked harshly. I blinked and rubbed my forehead with my right hand, “I can hear you fine.” “Good. Your father is in the hospital right now and the doctor said he needs urgent surgery. We are currently short of income and I have no other place to take from. I’m calling you because I have no other choice,” my eyes squeezed shut. Shit! I hate this. “Text me the address of the hospital. I will…..I will be right there.” I said an

Warning: This chapter contains a brief mention of violence. Laura. It had been two days since Zoe was discharged from the hospital, and Jackson had refused to leave her side. I needed to find a way to get him out of the house; the pressure from the bastard to see her had been relentless. He knows it wouldn't be easy bringing him into the house, but he keeps insisting that I come up with a solution. I haven't stopped pacing in my room since I received another text from him. It seems pacing has become my new favorite hobby. I'm on the verge of losing my mind—between the bastard’s constant demands to see Zoe, Fiona not answering her calls, and my struggle to pretend to be a good mom for Zoe while Jackson was around, the stress is overwhelming. Gosh, the thought disgusts me. I don’t know how I have been able to do that until now without breaking out of character. After knowing what the bastard did to me for harming her and putting her in the hospital, I no longer want to be around her

Nicole.I stood there and took a deep breath.He has been playing me all along and I didn’t know, once again there’s another man in my life who played me for a fool, and like every other time I fell for it.I let out a low chuckle at the thought, fuck!I felt Rowan moving forward and standing behind me.“Is everything alright?” He asked.No, everything isn’t fine.The man I still consider my father does not even think of me as his daughter, he wouldn’t have appeared in my life if I had anything.The thought of everything made me let out another chuckle.“Nicole?” He called.I let out a breath before looking at him, the kids were still here and I shouldn’t do what I am thinking with them around.“Can you….. can you take the kids back to the car?” I asked and he frowned.The questions were dancing in his eyes but with just one look from me, he nodded and was leading the kids outside.I looked at the room again and took one last breath before pushing the door open and walking inside.Dad

Jackson. I have made sure to double the security around the house, around my workplace, and my kids after that slip up we had—yes, that’s what I’m calling it. If I had been on alert and in my right mind, I would have done something the first time I stepped into the room. I knew that person wasn’t the doctor but I wanted to find out my own way, luckily doing it ‘my way’ didn’t cause any harm to Laura and Zoe. It has been four days since we left the hospital and Alfred hasn’t shown up again but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t be on alert. I was ready to see him anytime he came around again. There are two things that I have taken note of this l past few days and one is that Zoe wouldn’t sleep alone no matter how many stories I read to her. She would want either her mom or me to sleep in her room and that was something she didn’t do before but it has suddenly become her thing; this has been happening since we left the hospital. I don’t know if it has something to do with Alfred entering