All Chapters of His Forgotten Love Returns: The Return of the Ex-wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

|| Rachel ||I glanced at the clock on the office wall. It had been more than thirty minutes since I started waiting for Slade. I wondered what Samantha was doing here. I hoped we didn’t have another problem on our hands. The added tension since Clarissa’s death had been unbearable.All I wanted was for all of this to be over. I just wanted the peace of having my family without the worries that never let me breathe.I stood up to check his office—maybe he had gone back there and forgotten to come see me. That’s when the door opened, and a lady walked in. She wore a black dress, and her blonde hair swept into an elegant French twist.The moment I saw her, I recognized her. She was the woman I had seen in the restroom at the company gala—the first time I ever returned, though her name had escaped me.But she had been in tears because of…It couldn’t be. She was Samantha.We stared at each other, the air suddenly thin and charged with unspoken rivalry.“You must be Rachel, Slade’s secret

SladeI released her hand as we stepped into my office. Looking at her now, she seemed so small—pathetic, even. This wasn’t the Samantha I grew up with. I realized I never truly knew her at all, but whatever she once was, she had changed. Clarissa’s death had shattered her, twisting her grief into something dark and possessive obsession.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I snapped, my control slipping. “Sam, you’re embarrassing yourself with all this ridiculous talk, throwing Rachel out of her office? What was that for?”“Of course you’d take your damn mistress’s side!” she shouted back, tears welling in her eyes.“Rachel is not my mistress. She’s my woman—the love of my life. The woman I’m going to marry. That’s the reason why I’m ending our engagement, Samantha.” There was no point hiding it anymore; she already knew. The words felt heavy, but necessary.She stared at me, devastated, anger and sorrow twisting her features as tears streamed down her cheeks.“Sam…” I tried ge

|| Rachel ||One of the best days of my life—when I finally felt that everything was falling into place—was the day Thomas was sentenced to prison. I had no idea Slade was behind it all. I discovered the truth when I overheard one of his conversations with Cale about purchasing Thomas’s company. I listened as Cale finalized the details of the takeover, and it slowly dawned on me that the entire scheme had been Slade’s plan for revenge.I never knew Slade could go to such lengths. When he told me that everything he had done was to protect me, it moved me deeply. I still wondered how he had found out that Thomas had been harassing me. I felt safer knowing that Slade would do anything to keep me and our children safe. He was the shelter I had always needed against the world.I headed to his office. I never knock before opening his door, and this time was no different. When I walked in, Samantha was leaning against his desk, facing him as he sat in his seat.“How are we going to find reso

|| Slade ||I looked around the mansion. I still couldn’t believe I was back home with the woman I love and my children. I walked into the children’s bedrooms; they were all sound asleep. I pecked each of them goodnight. The sound of their breathing was the most peaceful sound in the world, and I lingered, watching them.I can’t believe that, a long time ago, I didn’t want any kids and now I’d do anything for them, even give my life. They are the physical proof that I am capable of love and redemption.I entered my bedroom. The majestic room was dark as I closed the door. Firelight appeared along the walls as I looked up. Another light spelled I love you. A slow smile formed on my lips.Rachel walked toward me, wearing a black sheer dress. This woman will be the end of me. But she’s also the beginning of me. She is the only truth I need, the beautiful, chaotic center of my universe.“Hello, handsome,” she said as she closed the distance between us. She smelled of coconut, fresh from t

|| Abbie ||I never thought I would call Cale’s personal number and ask him to come over. But I had no choice—Nana was slipping away, and his was the only name she whispered in her confusion. More than a year had passed. I only ever contacted him for work, and even then, only when I had no other option.Whenever I looked at him, that one night came to mind, and my heart squeezed so hard it felt like it would burst.I waited for him in the hospital lobby, nervously rolling the ring around my finger. When I saw him walking toward me, my heart pinched painfully in my chest. As soon as he spotted me, I turned and walked ahead, hearing his footsteps quicken until he fell into step beside me.“I hope you weren’t busy when I called?” I asked. “Just know I had no other choice. She wouldn’t stop asking for you.”“I’m not busy,” he replied simply.As we walked into the hospital room, despite her pale, translucent skin and hollowed cheeks, Nana’s face brightened the moment she saw him. My grandm