Semua Bab BEYOND GOODBYE: Take Me Back EX WIFE : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Shan POVI was already in bed when my door buzzed repeatedly, as if the caller had every intention of breaking it. I marched out of my room, intending to give whoever was outside my door an earful. All the time, the person outside kept buzzing impatiently until I pulled the door open in annoyance."What is it?" I snarled at the man who towered over me. Didn't he know that he was disturbing my quiet time? My eyes narrowed suspiciously when he refused to give me an answer. His lips were sealed, but I could feel his sorrow, and that's what pricks my heart in earnest.His slumped shoulders and the red-rimmed eyes behind the titanium-framed eyeglasses moved me, prompting me to open the door wider to allow him entry. Without uttering a word, he walked in and hit the sofa in my sparsely decorated one-bedroom unit to slump there. "Hey, what is wrong? Did something happen to Pepper? The kids?" Urgency filled my words. It was so not like Samuel to be like this.His eyes were closed, and I

Victor POVAfter six years, I came face-to-face with her again. My ex-wife. Pepper Ferguson Gunner.“Wait!” Pepper held up her hand after she sat down with her business partner, though I seriously doubt if their relationship was only confined to business, judging from the familiarity in their movements. I remembered the man from six years ago. He had been the man Pepper was secretly meeting behind my back. He was the same man she checked into a hotel with, and the same man who served me my divorce papers.The lawyer and I looked at her quizzically, prompting her to expound. “Are you sure you are willing to help us with our agenda? We are a foundation that helps women recover from traumatic relationships.” She said it like she was seriously doubting why I was here.“No offense meant. I just wanted to be sure.” She averred.I nodded. I knew Pepper was trying to make a dig at me. I have done my research, and The Women Project was an undertaking she established three years ago. It

Pepper POV“What were you thinking?” Samuel asked suspiciously when he noticed the expression on my face and how I wouldn’t let up my gaze from Victor Gunner, whose car was parked directly in front of us.I shook my head. “Nothing,” I said.Maybe I sounded way too innocent, as a frown formed on Samuel’s face.“Don’t try anything funny, Pepper.” He warned. He must be thinking that I am up to no good.“And why is that? You can’t even stop laughing at my expense!” I demanded, remembering how he cracked up at my expense.Samuel had the gall to look apologetic. He turned sideways to face me. “You know, I was not laughing at you. I was laughing at the situation. Imagine after six years you were able to hold a punch against your ex-husband. That was something, Pepper. I thought the next time you met, you would cower just like before. I was glad you've grown some b*lls!” I could sense the implied appreciation in the way he spoke, and that made me feel proud of myself, too.I never thought t

Victor POVThe minute she walked inside the room, my eyes were immediately drawn to her. I can’t help it. A feeling of longing immediately rushed to my head when I realized how, over the years, she has changed her appearance. She was no longer the simple woman that I married. She now had a sense of style. All her own. Her walk, even the way she carries herself, speaks of grace and understated elegance. But more than ever, she was beautiful. There was something about her that changed, but I can't pinpoint what that was. The corporate secretary, and also one of our investors owning one percent share in the company, was talking.Then, our finance manager discussed the company assets and finances before I was called to present my report and my vision for the next five years.I rose from my seat, but before that, I gave a side glance toward Pepper’s seat. She was busy reading the documents in front of her. From time to time, I watched her in hooded eyes, conferring with Samuel Burke

Pepper POV“Are you hurt?” I asked the three children after leaving Victor’s office. I looked at each one worriedly, but they all had this defiant attitude toward me. Their chins raised, and they looked at Victor’s closed door with so much malice.Before I could stop him, Aaron, my eldest, marched back toward Victor’s office. He looked like he was so ready to quash his father with his bare hands. His jaw clenched, and he held his water gun. We both looked surprised when Aaron aimed the water gun at him. “You hurt my Mommy again, and I won’t be easy on you next time.” He warned. Victor and I looked at each other, too stupefied to react. However, I could see the spark of amusement and interest in his eyes as he watched my son. “What’s your name?” He asked. There was a tender quality to his voice when he addressed Aaron, and it made me freeze. I clenched my hand, listening while Aaron interacted with his father.“Aaron! You better remember it next time, Mister!” Aaron cried, and