Semua Bab My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back After Two Years Of Divorce : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Jackson. I was pissed at Laura after the lady left and didn’t let her stay to say what she wanted, although she did yell at me for not introducing her as my girlfriend. I mean, she isn’t my girlfriend, she’s just carrying my child. There’s a big difference between them. I ran my hand through my hair over and over again for the past hour now I couldn’t stop staring at my laptop and then calling Giselle to know if she had received any emails from HT today, but her reply was still the same thing. I haven’t called her for an hour now, I kept myself busy with other paperwork that needed my urgent attention and when I was done, I decided to call her. “Giselle, anything yet?” I asked, and she let out a breath while muttering something that sounded like a minute. “No, Mr Davenport. There hasn't been any email, I promise to call you once it comes through.” I thanked her and hung up. Fuck! I needed this partnership to work more than ever; I didn’t want to say this, but my company was fac

JacksonI’m not signing any papers, not now, not ever.“I will not sign the papers, Nicole. You are my wife.”“Then we will take this to court!” She snapped, and I frowned, knowing she wouldn’t.She couldn’t.“You can’t take this to court without a good lawyer, Nicole. Don’t waste your time on this and come home with me.” I said flatly.She doesn’t have the support she needs to get a better lawyer to fight against mine in court, I know her father has deserted her after what she did.Her eyes flashed, “Oh, you think I can’t do anything without you, Jackson? You think because I have been so obedient and foolish with you that I can’t do anything right?” She asked, looking mad now. The Nicole standing before me was different from the one I knew, the one I married. She looked more fierce and intimidating.“I….”“Since you feel you’re too big to sign those papers, Jackson then see you in court.” She looked at me, and then at Steele, who nodded at her like he could understand what she was sa

“Uhmm, why?”“Because the place doesn’t look safe and you….you just can’t stay here.” He said, looking around for some unforeseeable threat.“I’m fine, Rowan. There’s no need to be dramatic. I have been staying here for days now, and nothing has happened to me.” I don’t know why I was explaining to him, but it felt like I should.I mean, he’s the only person who cares about me for now.My family hasn’t even called to know where I was or what I was doing.“But—““I will be fine, Rowan.”“I know we haven’t known each other well, but I wouldn’t mind you coming over to spend the—““I appreciate your help, Rowan, I truly do, but I have to reject it.” He looked at me, and I smiled.“I will be fine.” I was getting emotional now, it’s hard seeing someone caring for my safety after everything I had gone through, so seeing this felt overwhelming.I’m going to blame this sudden need to tear up on my pregnancy.“Fine, but you shouldn’t hesitate to call me when you change your mind. You have my nu

Laura. I stepped out of the car, taking my sunglasses from my eyes as I stared at the building before me. I walked into the building after locking my car and looking around to make sure no one had followed me. The door was closed, but after two repeated knocks, it was pulled open from the inside. “Laura,” I smiled as I walked into the building, without saying much. The door closed, and the clicking sound made me know it was locked. “How did it go?” She asked. “Before I can answer that I need a drink. A strong one.” She didn't say anything as she walked past me to her kitchen. I followed closely behind her, watching as she brought the bottle of Jameson and two glasses. I didn’t hesitate to open the bottle and pour the drink into our glasses. I picked up the glass and downed everything, wincing a bit when it burned down my chest. “Fuck! Just what I need,” I whispered as I turned another round and took a little sip from it. “So….. are you ready to speak now?” She asked, and I sm

Nicole. Mom didn’t let go of my hand even after saying that, and I didn’t want to let go either. It still feels unreal to be holding her hand when I have never thought I would hold her again and talk more, being this close to her. At least I can say my life isn’t all black and grey now, I have found something that brought a smile to my face. Seeing my mother again made me forget thinking about Jackson and his many problems. Speaking of Jackson and the divorce…. “How did you know about Jackson and me separating?” I asked the one question that she used to grip my attention from the start. “I…..I saw that he wasn’t wearing his ring and he was with another woman, kissing her on her lips like he wasn’t married.” She said with a scowl on her face. What was she talking about? How and where did she meet Jackson? And how did she see Jackson without him knowing who she was? “You saw him with her?” I asked softly. My heart ached at the thought of Jackson with Laura, even after