All Chapters of The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back): Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

HANNAH’S POV:I couldn’t explain it, wasn’t something I could see, just something I felt. Like a shadow at the corner of my vision. Every time I turned, I saw nothing out of place. Just families, couples, teenagers with drinks and snacks.Still, my stomach tightened and suddenly I felt vibration in my bag and it was my phone ringing and I smiled feeling at ease for a split second when I saw it was Lucas calling. “Hello beautiful. I hear noises so you must have gone to amusement park, right?” He askeed and I nodded frantically as though he could see me.“Yes, and how are you? You seem to be in cloud nine.” I pointed out seeing as he had taken a break off and I had been seeing him post pictures of beautiful views. I glanced at the kids who were enjoying their cotton candy while taking a short break from the running and recharging their energy, “Girl, I am. Just as I have taken these break and feel at ease, when I return I encourage you to do the same. You worked tirelessly on those g

HANNAH’S POV:A FEW HOURS LATER:It was currently five hours after Elijah was rushed to the hospital and there was still word from any of the medical personnels. The clock on the waiting room wall ticked in agonizing slowness, every second stretching into eternity. I sat slumped on the cold bench, blood drying on my hands and shirt, my thoughts looping the same horrifying images again and again,Janet’s voice in that costume, the gun, Elijah stepping in front of me, the sound of the shot. The waiting area was a mess of whispers, footsteps, and prayers. The nurses moved back and forth, their faces polite but closed. No updates. No reassurance. Nothing.Everyone had come in, Jacob flew in after his game still in his uniform, Martin and Lucas had been the first to arrive, as well as Maya who had been trying to get me to eat something and also take the twins home but they wouldn’t leave my side.I had to plead with them as my heart was breaking thinking about how they had to witness all o

3RD POV:THREE HOURS LATER:The tension in the hallway was through the roof, and it was like everyone was preparing something to say. The doctor had stated that they should wait a bit longer before seeing Elijah as he was being moved to another room. So they obeyed and waited with different emotions, and thoughts running through their minds. Martin was tapping his feet repeatedly, and Janet was leaning against the wall staring at everybody. Hannah was about to head to the bathroom to wash off the blood on my hands but paused when she heard Mrs Martinez speak.“How are you son?” She asked Martin softly and he chuckled bitterly.He scratched the top of his eyebrow and softly said, “We are all here for Elijah, so please refrain yourself from talking to me and just stay the hell away from me.”“Don't talk to your mother like that.” Mr Martinez said and he laughed, “So you can speak? I thought she had to tell you when to do that, or how to react or did she already whisper it to you.”The M

3RD POV:“I mean us. Our marriage. It feels like we are on a break like a random couple.” His voice was quiet, almost fragile. “We don’t fly to see each other anymore, there are no calls you just ignore my calls and text messages, we don’t sleep under the same roof… but I don’t feel like we’re really together anymore. I know it’s my fault but….what does this mean for us.”Cherry looked down at her hands, twisting her ring. The silence stretched, broken only by the hum of the hospital air conditioner.“I don’t know, Jacob,” she finally whispered. “I honestly don’t know.”His chest tightened and he closed his eyes tightly. “That’s not an answer.”“It’s the only one I have right now.” Her eyes glistened. “I care about you, I do. But everything’s been so messy. With Elijah, with our families, with both our jobs, with everything that happened.. I don’t even know who I am in the middle of all this anymore.”He stared at her for a long moment, then nodded slowly, the hurt settling deep behin

HANNAH’S POV:I froze. Of all the things to say, that was the last I expected. A flush rose to my face, and I stared at him like he’d lost his mind. “Elijah, you were shot, and that’s what you’re thinking about?”“Can’t help it,” he whispered, his voice raspy but amused. “Your beauty was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes. I think I’m allowed to say it.”That gentle teasing. I let out a shaky laugh that turned into a sob, and he reached out, weakly, but still managing to cup my cheek. His palm was warm, solid. I leaned into it instinctively.“I would have been in that bed or worse the kids would have been in that bed if you weren’t there. I’m so sorry…for——““You don’t have to thank me for anything. You are my wife and they are my children.” he murmured cut me off. “I’d do it again. Anytime.”My heart clenched painfully at his words. “Don’t say that,” I whispered, gripping his wrist. “Don’t ever say that again. You almost died, Elijah.”“I’d rather it be me than you,” he said