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All Chapters of Dear Husband my ex is back : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Ninety one

George chuckled softly, his eyes warming as he leaned in to press a slow kiss to Thalia’s lips gently, like he wanted to leave a piece of himself lingering on her mouth. Before she could respond, he slid one arm beneath her knees and another beneath her back, lifting her effortlessly. The way he carried her, close to his chest, with a protective firmness made her cling to him, her fingers hooking around the back of his neck.He held her like she was fragile and powerful all at once.The steam from the waiting bath curled in the air, warm and perfumed. George lowered her carefully into the bathtub as if the water might swallow her whole if he moved too fast. Her eyes never left his, not even for a blink. There was something almost desperate in her gaze, like she feared that the second he stepped away, he would fade the way everyone from her past once did.He brushed droplets of water from her cheek with his thumb.“Why are you controlling yourself?” she muttered, her tone low and a lit

Ninety two

“Just say it,” he whispered. “Say you won’t let go of me… of us.”His hand cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing her skin gently. “I’m so much in love with you, Thalia. And I can’t imagine life without you. Tell me you won’t let go.”Thalia smiled softly and broke the hug just enough to see his face.“I promise you,” she said, her voice thick with emotion, “I won’t let go. I can’t imagine myself without you either. For days, I’ve been struggling, without you beside me. Without you telling me, ‘Thalia, you can do this.’ Without you bringing me breakfast in bed…”George let out a small watery laugh at that.“…without you holding me at night,” she continued. “Without your warmth. Without hearing your voice. I love you so much. And right now, nothing matters except that we’re here, together, in this room, and that I love…”He didn’t let her finish.George leaned in and kissed her, swallowing her words with the softness she adored so much. It was slow, deep, and filled with unspoken promise

Ninety three

(BLACKWOOD'S ISLAND)Franklin stared at the laptop screen like a man sitting in the ruins of his own life. His office was dim, curtains half-drawn, the only light coming from the harsh glow of the trending video playing over and over, Thalia and George's proposal video trending online.He swallowed hard, pressing his thumb against the space bar to freeze the frame, her face in mid-laugh, eyes shining, cheeks flushed as George tucked her hair behind her ear.Franklin leaned back in his chair and exhaled shakily.He wanted to look away. Every part of him begged to look away, but he couldn’t, he never could, not when it came to her.He smirked bitterly, not because he found it funny, but because it hurt too much.Thalia had given him everything, her loyalty, her heart, her patience, even the parts of herself she never gave the world. And he… what had he done with all that love? He had crushed it in the palms of his hands without realizing he was destroying the only thing that ever truly

Ninety four

Next morning…The soft rustle of curtains brushing against each other was the first thing Thalia heard before her eyes fluttered open. Morning light spilled gently into the room, warm and golden, filtering through the tall glass windows of William’s Mansion. For a moment her vision blurred, dancing with the haze of sleep, and she instinctively blinked until everything sharpened into clarity.She lay still, listening to the quiet hum of the house. A peaceful morning, a rare one, her body still carried the exhaustion of the previous night, not the draining kind, but the sort that came from feeling everything too deeply all at once. She had fallen asleep the moment her head touched the pillow. She sighed softly and turned, stretching lightly under the thick duvet.The door creaked open, and she heard footsteps before a familiar, warm voice filled the air.“Breakfast in bed.”George stood in the doorway, dressed casually in soft grey sweatpants and a white T-shirt, his dark hair slightly

Ninety five

Thalia accepted it, nodded, and watched as the maid collected the empty tray and left.Jay immediately pulled Tracey’s hair again.“Jay!” Tracey yelled before jumping off the bed. Jay scrambled after her, giggling like a maniac.Thalia shook her head and sighed. “Careful, kids!” She called after them.The room was silent again, she giggled shaking her head.She stood up, placing the letter on the bed briefly before walking into the washroom. The cool water on her face refreshed her instantly. She tied her hair into a ponytail, smoothing the stray strands.When she stepped out of the washroom, George was waiting for her, leaning casually against the wall, his hands in pockets, his eyes fixed on her with a gaze she felt all the way to her bones.He straightened as soon as she entered, his expression softening instantly.He walked toward her, slid an arm around her waist, and pulled her gently into his chest.“You look so perfect, wifey.”She laughed softly, her cheeks warming. “I haven

Ninety six

Music 🎶 Suggestion: Die with a smile by Lady gaga. Thalia stepped into her room, heart fluttering with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. She had dressed carefully, wearing a soft cream dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, flowing gently around her legs. Her hair fell in silky waves down her back, catching the light streaming in through the window. George had already arrived, standing near the window with his suit jacket perfectly tailored, the white shirt beneath crisp and looking perfect. The sight of him always made her pulse quicken, her stomach twisting in delicious anticipation. George turned slightly as she entered, eyes lighting up the moment he saw her. He smiled, a smile that made her knees weak even after years of knowing him. Without a word, he closed the distance between them, a hand gently brushing a strand of hair from her face before his lips captured hers in a tender, lingering kiss. The heat between them was subtle yet undeniable, a fam

Ninety Seven

Thalia wrapped her arms around him, and he lifted her effortlessly. Her legs curled around his waist as a soft smile curved her lips. His mouth found her neck instantly, his warm breath brushing her skin before his lips trailed fire along the column of her throat. With one slow pull, he unzipped her gown, letting it fall in a careless heap on the floor.Now she was in nothing but her panties, her breasts on full display for him, soft, full, inviting. His gaze darkened, drinking her in like a sin he’d commit again and again.Their throats moved at the same time in a shared swallow, they've had moments like this once but tonight felt different, as if time itself paused to give them space.He lowered her onto the bed, his fingers working through the buttons of his shirt. Thalia watched him unbutton his shirt, her chest rising with anticipation she couldn’t hide. The tension thickened between them, lust filling the air like heat.She swallowed as he leaned over her, his right hand cuppin

Ninety eight

***The afternoon sunlight poured softly into the bedroom, brushing over tangled sheets that still held the warmth of what happened earlier. Thalia lay on her stomach, her cheek pressed against George’s bare chest as she dragged in a slow breath. She was still sour down there, she felt as if his cock was still buried inside her.George brushed his fingers along her arm and whispered, “We should get ready… before the twins turn this whole house upside down.”Thalia groaned, rolling onto her back. “I almost forgot I had children,” she muttered dramatically.George burst into laughter, the warm kind of laugh that always melted something inside her. “You didn’t forget. You just don’t want to face their argument again.”“I have never seen people always ready to argue,” she sighed and sat up.George sat up behind her, kissing her shoulder, then her jaw. “They take after you, darling.”She glared playfully. “And the stubbornness comes from you.”He shrugged and carried her in his arms

Ninety nine

George drove for a long time without saying much, his hand resting on Thalia’s thigh the entire ride as though he needed to feel her warmth to breathe properly. The sky was already deep blue, the moon whitening the road ahead, and Thalia sat quietly beside him, her heart filled with a strange peace that she hadn’t felt in a very long time. The twins were at the back, sleepy but excited, whispering to themselves and giggling every time George glanced at them through the rear mirror.Thalia didn’t know where he was taking them, but she didn’t care. She trusted him, trusted his decisions, trusted his heart, trusted the way he looked at her as though she was the only woman who ever existed. George wasn’t just driving; he was creating a memory, and she could feel it in her soul.The car finally slowed, then stopped with a soft crunch of tires rolling over sand. When Thalia stepped out, the wind hit her face, gently. She blinked in surprise when she realized where they were.A beach.“You…

Hundred

Thalia held Tracey tightly in her arms as the medical team rushed through the hospital corridor. Her daughter’s tiny body lay limp against her chest, the carrier soaked in blood. Thalia’s legs almost gave out with every step she took, but fear kept her moving, fear and pure, animalistic desperation.“Please… please…” she whispered under her breath, her tears falling on Tracey’s pale face. “Stay with Mommy, baby...please…”George rushed beside her with Jay held tightly in his grip. Jay was sobbing so hard that his body was shaking, his small hand clutching his father’s shirt as though letting go would break him completely. George himself was shaking, trying to stay strong for the two people who depended on him the most but he was losing that strength by the second.The doctors reached the emergency doors, pushing through with urgency, but Thalia tried to follow them inside.“My daughter is in there!” she screamed hysterically when the doctor blocked her path with a firm hand.“Ma’am,

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