All Chapters of Ex-husband Demands Remarriage: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Okay, I must have heard wrong because– “How's three today?”“Sure, um, I’ll just settle a case and come down to your house,” I said, already putting on my boots.“Oh no, I’ll send you an address. We can't meet at the house today.”“Sure, anything you say, Mr. Wilson,” I said, and he wished me a good day before ending the call.I threw the phone on the bed and rushed to the bathroom. I was already half dressed, already in the office dress and boots I was wearing. I just needed to wash my face and mouth and then I’d be good to go. Yep, I guess no shower for me today.I got in the bathroom and did the quick way to get cleaned, only the vital parts, before stepping out.“Good morning, darling.” Carlos greeted.“Mommy!” Parker seemed excited, and I knew it was Carlos. I went ahead and gave both of them kisses before taking my glass of juice in my hands, telling Carlos I was late.“I have to settle a case.”“Completely understand.”“Thanks, baby. Please drop Parker at school for me and make

But as much as I wanted to speak to him, my time was running out.I had to meet Oscar and hear what happened with my mother. Maybe she was back and asking for me. Impossible, with what Presley told me about her being in a coma, but I could only hope.“So, Mr Roberts—”“Rodrigo is fine.” He cut me off, and he was right. We were not pretending anymore.“Fine, Rodrigo, what can I do for you now? Because if you came for the contract, it’s going to be ready later today, and I really should be rushing out now.”“Oh, that’s okay. I… I want you to make a proper introduction of me and my daughter.”“Sure. How’s tomorrow?” I asked, preparing to leave.“Today is okay. I can’t wait that long.”“Fine, today then. I’ll text you when.” I stood up and walked toward the door, leaving him behind.I almost bumped into Tina, who had a tray of two cups of coffee.“Show Mr Roberts out, and thank you.” I took one cup and then proceeded out. I walked straight to my car, and after a sip, I started it and dro

I couldn't believe my ears and what my eyes were witnessing, but I didn't want to be over the top when a lot was already going on in my life, so I cleared my throat to get their attention, and it worked."Honey, you're home, welcome," Carlos said, sparing me just about a glance as his eyes fell back on the TV."Val, how are you?" Rodrigo sipped his beer before standing up."I… I thought you were sober?" I asked, as that's what I'd heard from Mrs. Roberts."Oh yes, it's just beer, your…" he cleared his throat. "Fiancé insisted. I came to see Parker and hoped for a proper introduction, but well, she was napping.""And I couldn't wake her. That's what you always said—two hours of her nap," Carlos said, his eyes still fixed on the screen."Yeah, of course, I…" I looked at my wristwatch and saw it was almost time for Parker to wake up. Well, the contract was ready, so it was right that Rodrigo signed it now.You know, the earlier, the better, for my focus to shift, as I still had a baby to

I shook my head, not because I was shocked but because I knew the end of the week was impossible. What will Paula say when she hears I took everything and signed it over? My firm can suffer.“What if she goes on the Internet and exposes me?”“What?”“I’m supposed to represent her, right?”“Yes, you are, and you’re taking everything from her.”“Derek—”“She will not find out.”“How can you be so sure?”“I’ll give her a few years, then she’s out.”“Wait, are you saying you’ll have the mother of your daughter murdered?”“And son, but no, I’m not saying that. I mean, remember that place I rescued you from? People totally fell for it. What will be the difference if we do the same?”“Do what?” A voice startled me as I recognized it. I turned, and I was right. It was Paula, standing behind me, her eyes darting between me and Derek.“Mrs. Clarke.” I stood up and faked a smile, I still haven't gotten over the picture of her holding a gun to my head.“That’s me. Tell me, what are you talking ab

After taking a deep breath, I finally opened the door and walked in. Carlos was still on the seat, his elbows resting on his lap. I cleared my throat, not knowing how to approach this since I didn't know what mood he was in.“I'm sorry,” he said, still not looking at me, which definitely surprised me—he never apologized. “I didn’t… didn’t mean to insult you,” he added. I sighed and walked to the bed, sitting on the edge.“Carlos, I really didn’t know I was still married to him,” I said, and I watched him nod his head. “My identity was changed, so it didn’t really matter.”“I understand.”“And yes, I was locked in a local clinic, but that’s not because I was truly crazy. My family just wanted to get rid of me,” I admitted.“You told me your ex-husband and you came to an agreement.”“It was complicated. I couldn't tell you the real truth.”“Okay. I…” He stood up, and I looked up at him. “I’m needed in Chicago.”“I thought your son was taking over?” I asked, sensing he just wanted to get