All Chapters of My ex-husband’s nightmare: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Mason“What are you doing tomorrow?” I asked, wondering if she'd be free for lunch or dinner; either would be fine. “Why are you asking?” I adjusted so I was facing her, her eyes were pinned in front of her. “What's happening tomorrow?” she asked. “Let's go out.” I held my breath, wondering what her next words would be. She turned to me, struggling to contain a smile, “Mr. Woods, are you asking me on a date right now?” Her voice was soft as she spoke. I nodded. This wasn't an acceptance, but it wasn't a refusal either. “Yes. Join me for dinner tomorrow.” I said with more boldness this time. “I'll have to check my schedule. I'm not promising you anything.” She lets out a breath, “Alright. That would do.” I accepted, “text me when you are free, I'll pick you up.” I felt a sense of accomplishment. My stomach turned from excitement, after five years, I got to take the woman I love on a date. I could barely curtail the wave of joy that rushed through me.“I will.”“About Melanie and

MasonShe bit her lower lip, the air in the car shifted, and we stared into each other's eyes. Trying to keep my eyes away from her lips was the hardest thing I had ever done in my entire life. I fought the urge to pull her closer and hold her face while I kissed her. “So...” Her words trailed. I swallowed, the intensity of our stare building up with each second that rolled by. “This is where we call it a night?” Was that all you could think of? My chest tightened at the thought of her leaving and me being all alone again. I wanted this night to last forever. “Yes.” She inhaled sharply, her lower lip disappeared into her mouth, and my breath heightened. “Thank you so much for tonight, Mason. I had a great time.” I had a great time too. That was what I wanted to say, but instead I found myself staring at her face. If only this feeling were mutual, then I'd have pulled her and kissed her till eternity. But at the same time, I didn't want to ruin this new bond we've created. She has

JuliaLoud music resounded from the speaker. I blinked, my eyes sweeping across the sea of people as they rocked their bodies against each other. My glass was empty, and the thought of navigating this sea of people to get another glass of vodka at the other end was nerving. But I had to go, I needed all the alcohol in my system. It was the very reason I had come here in the first place. I stood, the entire room spun, and my legs turned wobbly. I swayed from side to side as I took the first step, my eyes heavy. This shouldn't be as hard as it is. This was my fifth glass of Vodka, and it was too early to feel tipsy. “Hey pretty, mind if I help you?” A voice said. I looked up to see a charming man staring down at me with a smile etched on his face. I twisted my lips to the side, pushing my hand through my hair. When I closed my eyes and opened them only to find Mason staring right at me. “Mason,” I called slowly, the glass I held slipped out of my hand and fell to the ground. A crashi

MasonI lifted my brow, surprise etched on my face for a while. I am sure the MC made a mistake. A terrible one at that. There was certainly no way Lydia had volunteered to sing at an event she didn't know of until today. Lydia was engrossed with typing, so she didn't hear the MC. “Is Miss Brooks here with us?” The MC asked, his eyes sweeping across the crowd in the hall. Those seated close to us recognised her and looked in our direction.I leaned towards her and tapped gently on her arm. She raised her eyes, and her hand on the keyboard stopped. “Hmmm?” “You didn't volunteer to sing, right?” I asked just to be certain I wasn't wrong. She chuckled, “Why would I do that?” She resumed typing, “Why would you even think that?” An amusing look spread over her features. “Then I think we might have a little problem.” I scratched the bridge of my nose. The MC was now looking directly at us. “Someone wrote your name on the list, or the MC is mistaken,” I said. Lydia was yet to understand w

MasonA wave of anger surged through me. Everyone's eyes fell on me. “Now what did she plan?” I asked under my breath. This was supposed to be a peaceful night with Lydia. I should have known from when Mom walked in with Julia that there was going to be nothing peaceful about it. “You should go,” Lydia said beside me. “But I can't allow her to offer that necklace as a donation, it's yours,” I said “Doesn't matter. For now, you should be up there like she requested.” I inhaled a scent of breath and stood pushing the chair backwards. My jaw ticked as I walked, trying to keep my anger hidden as I got closer to mom. Mom kept a smile on, her eyes twinkling with excitement. “Here's Mason, my son.” She said when I stood beside her on the podium, her voice thick with pride. She spread her hand apart, inviting me for a hug. I grind my teeth together as she crashed into my chest. The hug lasted for a few seconds before I pulled away. She hasn't earned my forgiveness yet, and unlike her, I c