All Chapters of The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

HANNAH’S POV:“I’m sorry,” he murmured, his voice cracking under the weight of it. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you were born or when you were little. I’m sorry I missed everything I should’ve been there for.”I looked away, covering my mouth, because I couldn’t hold it together watching that moment unfold.Amelia looked up at him, teary-eyed but smiling faintly. “You don’t have to be sorry, Daddy. You’re here now.”That did it. The tears that had been threatening to spill finally broke free, streaming down my cheeks.Elijah kissed the top of her head, his hand trembling as he did. “You have no idea how much I love you two,” he whispered, voice heavy with emotion. “You saved me without even knowing it.”Cherry sniffled softly near the door, pretending to scroll on her phone to hide her face, while Lucas appeared behind her, quiet, just watching. There was something sacred about the silence that followed, like the air itself had gone still to make room for this moment.I wiped my che

3RD POV:That stung and Elijah frowned deeply. “What’s that supposed to mean? Where did that even come from?”Jacob shrugged again, but there was something harsh in his tone now. “Nothing. I’m just saying. maybe don’t read too much into things. People move on. They check up on you because they have to, not because they care.”Elijah blinked repeatedly taken aback by Jacob’s word and tone, hurt flickering in his eyes. “Jacob, what the hell is wrong with you? You were the one who stayed up half the night in that waiting room praying I wouldn’t die. And you dropped everything in PA, just to be here. What are you even saying?”Jacob’s jaw tightened and he clenched and unclenched it. “Yeah, because the kids would’ve been crushed. You’re their father.”“That’s all?” Elijah asked quietly.Jacob didn’t answer. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, forcing a laugh. “Look, man, I’m just saying don’t set yourself up for disappointment. You’re already too emotional about this whole thing

3RD POV:A FEW DAYS LATER:“Where are you going now?” Janet ignored her mother’s question, picked up the keys and headed out the door.“Janet! Jane—“ Just as she tried to call her the second time, and Janet turned snapping at her, “I’m going to see Mrs Martinez! Why do you keep questioning my every move?!”Mrs. Jones blinked, taken aback for a moment, then walked toward her daughter and held her hands gently. Her voice, though tired, remained soft. “You know your father and I always support you in everything. Anything you want, we will do for you. We just need to know what you’re planning so we can help. That’s all.”Janet’s stubborn expression cracked for a second. She let out a shaky breath. “Okay. Fine. I understand.”Mrs. Jones smiled, brushing a stray curl from Janet’s face. “Good. Now go. And please… behave.”Janet forced a smile, kissed her mother’s cheek, and left.The drive to the Martinez mansion felt longer than usual. The sun was unforgiving, the air even felt hotter and J

HANNAH’S POV:A WEEK AFTER:After we had visited his parent’s mansion, for a split second I felt bad for Janet, but I was more embarrassed and disgusted by her desperation and how it was making her do crazy things like carrying a gun to attack me in front of my kids. Because of the costume she had on that day, the twins were now friend of Mickey Mouse and ran to hold me whenever they even saw the cartoon or a figure.I could still feel Amelia’s fingers digging into my blouse that day, trembling, terrified, asking me to take them home. Amelia would say, “Mommy, don’t let her hurt you.” Anytime we walked past it at a store and run away.My heart cracked every time they reacted.But they were healing. Slowly. Andrew especially seemed to be bonding deeply with Elijah. The moment he walked through the door every evening, Andrew lit up like someone flipped a switch inside him shouting “Daddy!” before his brain even caught up with the words. The way Elijah always paused, always froze for a s

HANNAH’S POV:THE NEXT DAY:We were still at the resort and watching the sunrise was one of the things I thanked myself for being awake to do. I did some work out, took care of my hygiene, replied to a few emails and went to check on the kids.My heart skipped a beat when I got into their rooms and they weren’t there and I wasn’t hearing their tiny voices. I walked around the villa and finally heard their giggles from Elijah’s room.“Come in.” Elijah’s voice sounded from over the door and I strolled in only to see his painted face seated on the bed wearing a shirt while the kids were still in their matching night-wears, one was green and the other was yellow, just similar patterns and designs.I was genuinely thinking of finally launching my kids line of fashion and I just pictured my babies modeling for it. It was going to make cry, so I made a mental note to start designing and sketching and talk to Lucas about it. Elijah, millionaire, CEO, intimidating man who once terrified board