All Chapters of The Ex-wife He Regrets Losing!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MABELI sat in Damien's car as he drove. I don't know how long we have been driving because my mind hasn't exactly been on the road or on anything.I have figured out a way on how my rage is going to stay intact so that this man who is interested in me will not see me as a woman who has a compulsive disorder to break things whenever she's angry.That's right, I have a disorder at least that's what my therapist in Los Angeles calls it. There are other names behind the word disorder but I just stopped at that for my own sanity.I felt my hair go up in my face and it brought me back to reality. I looked up to see the dark sky above me instead of the ceiling of Damien's car.“How long have you been driving?” I asked, feeling like we have been going in circles for a while.“An hour,” he said and I looked at my wristwatch. It's almost midnight. “Why have you been driving in circles for about an hour?” I asked him.“I haven't been driving in circles,” he glanced at me. “I have been figuring

DAMIEN“Are you challenging me?” She asked as she took the ice cream and walked towards the kitchen counter where I already had a stool waiting for her.“I mean,” I gestured all over my body. “is it really a challenge?”“Oh my goodness!” She laughed, dropping the ice cream bowl on the counter. “You really think I can't resist you.”I clicked my teeth and got up to get us some spoons.“I think the question should be,” I turned to look at her and some of the buttons of her shirt weren't together and I could see her cleavages.“If you can resist me,” she rested her arms, sitting one-sided which revealed more of her breast. She arched her back to flip her hair and it revealed her entire neck and all I could think about was my lips on her skin.But hell no. I started this game. I have to win it.I walked back to her, taking my t-shirt off, leaving the round neck on. I saw her take her eyes away and I smirked.I knew that without removing the round neck my arms and the line of my chest wou

MABELI opened my eyes to the slight rays of the sun bugging at me. I turned to the other side of the bed, hoping to meet the comfort of Damien's body but all I felt was the empty pillow.My eyes opened and I got up instantly. I glanced at the pillow again and there was a piece of paper on it. I quickly picked it up and opened it. It was a note from Damien to me. “Gil will take you back home and I'll get back to you on your clearance issue,” he signed the note with Croft, not even Damien.And I shouldn't forget that he didn't say a word about last night. If he likes it. If he wants to do it again, he would like to go further.I glanced at the room and I found my clothes on a sofa. I got to the sofa and saw a bag beside it. It had a note on it with Rose's name.I opened it and smiled. How is she able to write this many emojis with her hands? “I hope you had a nice night?” Her note read and I sighed.I wouldn't know anything about that. Because the man I supposedly had the night with i

MABELThe elevator opened to the garage and I found myself looking at an empty spot where I parked my car.“Am I hullucinating?” I asked myself. My car was right here before I walked into the building.I took out my car keys from my bag and pressed the button, hoping to hear it but I didn't.“Out of all the cars here?!” I exclaimed loudly. “Mine was the one stolen.”“It wasn't stolen,” I heard Damien's voice behind me and I gritted my teeth.“What does that mean, Damien?” I asked him as I turned around to look at him. For some reason the people I was with in the garage began to disperse one at a time leaving me alone with Damien.“I asked Gill to take your car back to the hotel,” he said, softly.“And why will you do that?” I asked him. “Because I didn't want you to run away from me while I talk to you,” he said and I scoffed.“I can still run or walk away if I could, that's why there is a car service,” I said and he smirked.“Why are you smiling?” I groaned, tired of asking him que

MABEL“That's a joke, right?” I asked Rose, chuckling. “I mean what are the odds?”“I don't think it's a joke, Mabel. He is really in the lobby,” she said and I scoffed.I picked up the telephone on my desk and pressed the number of the IT department.“Yes, hello. This is Mabel speaking. Can I have the CCTV video of the lobby showing on my desktop right now?” I asked and in seconds I was seeing everything in the lobby.“Thank you,” I hung up the phone and stood in front of my desktop.“What, you think it was a prank?” Rose asked, standing up to be beside me.“I mean it has to be a fuckin huge concidence that the moment I'm talking about him he walks into the lobby,” I said to Rose. “Do you see him?” She asked and I gasped. I haven't seen my father since he placed me on that boarding school bus. Even when he forced me to go to business school everything was done through an escrow and somehow I wasn't able to escape it.But here he is, standing in my lobby. A shadow of himself. I mean