Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dear Husband my ex is back : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

“I invited her,” Smith said.Orion’s eyes widened for a second.In his head, he screamed, Dad! His lips twitched with the hint of a grin, but he quickly buried it. He forced himself to look composed, as though he didn’t like what was happening.“Listen, Rosy—” he started, he didn't want her to think he planned this.“Hi, Mr. Smith,” Rosy cut in gently. She didn’t even glance at Orion.Instead, she stretched out her hand politely.Smith’s expression softened, softer than she’d ever seen. He shook her hand, but before Rosy could pull back, he surprised her by pulling her into his arms.Rosy froze and for a moment, she didn’t know how to react. Should she hug him back or…she thought.Orion’s father had always despised her, had called her names, had accused her of being a distraction to his son. He never wanted her around. And yet here he was, holding her like she was someone precious to him.Then slowly and hesitantly, she lifted her arms and returned the embrace. It was warm, at fi

TWO DAYS LATERDelilah meant it when she said she would expose Yulia in front of her son. She didn’t care if the truth would break him, he deserved to know.She stood at the airport, her suitcase beside her, waiting patiently. The moment Franklin’s car pulled up, he waved at her through the windshield. Delilah’s lips curved into a smile as he parked and hurried out to help with her bag. He carried it into the trunk, and she slid into the front seat beside him.“How are you?” she asked softly.“I’m fine, Mom. Thank you.” Franklin’s fingers found hers, squeezing gently.Delilah nodded, studying him carefully, and she saw how dull and pale he looked.“Did you see Thalia?”Franklin released her hand. He shook his head, starting the engine.“What happened?” Her eyes narrowed, reading the heaviness in his face the way only a mother could.“I can’t stop thinking about her,.it hurts.” His voice cracked with restrained pain, though his gaze never left the road.“Did you apologize to her?”“No.

She sank slowly to her knees, her eyes never leaving his. Her hand wrapped around him, stroking lazily as she tilted her head with a mischievous grin. “How many inches are you, though?” she teased, her tone wickedly curious. George’s jaw tightened, a muscle ticking as his hand fisted in her hair. “Why don't we count it?” But she was already lining him up, her fingers measuring him against her palm. She licked her lips slowly, deliberately. “Let me count then…” And with that, she began taking him in her mouth, inch by inch, her lips stretching around him. “One,” she whispered when her mouth slid down the thick head. “Lia…” “Two…” she moaned as she sank lower, her tongue flattening against the underside. “Fuckkk!” “Three…” she gasped around him, her eyes flicking up to his, watching him come undone so fast. By “four,” his hand slammed against the mirror, his head falling back as a guttural groan ripped from him. “Five,” she hummed, her throat tightening as she forced he

The ride home from the mall was unusually quiet. Outside the tinted glass of the black SUV, Paris shimmered under a soft glow—late afternoon, golden sunlight spilling onto wide boulevards, reflecting off polished shopfronts. But inside the car, the air felt heavy, thickened with unspoken things. Thalia sat with Tracey tucked against her side, the little girl busy swinging her legs as she stared at her twin brother across from her. George was beside Jay, his hand resting protectively on his son’s small shoulder. The bodyguards’ car followed behind, stacked with the shopping bags and boxes that had been bought that afternoon. Tracey leaned forward suddenly, poking her tongue at Jay like she always did when she wanted to annoy him. Her big eyes glinted mischievously, but there was a shadow of satisfaction in them too. “I'm happy, Jewel's mother did that, at least that would separate Jay from Jewel.” she said inwardly. Jay’s brows pinched together. He didn’t respond, not this time.

Rosy entered the car, closing the door softly behind her. The familiar leather scent mixed with Orion’s cologne wrapped around her, tugging at something deep inside her chest. She hadn’t been this close to him for hours, and even though she tried to keep her composure, her heartbeat betrayed her, racing in a way she couldn’t control.Orion didn’t start the car immediately. He just sat there, his eyes on her, his expression unreadable but his gaze intense enough to make her shift slightly in her seat.“You look pretty,”he said and she chuckled.Then, without warning, he reached for her hand, his larger fingers curling around hers before bringing it to his lips to kiss.“I missed you,” he murmured against her skin, the warmth of his breath making her shiver.Her lips curved into a small smile, soft and hesitant. “Me too,” she whispered, and those two words seemed to carry everything they hadn’t said all these years.They leaned toward each other almost instinctively, as though their bo