All Chapters of The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back): Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

HANNAH’S POV:"Stop," I said, laughing.Martin stepped forward next. "He's right though. You look stunning, Hannah." He gave me a side hug, and I caught a whiff of his cologne. "And you smell fantastic!""Thank you! So do you. Both of you clean up very well.""We try," Lucas said with a grin.But then something surprising happened. Mrs. Martinez stood up from her seat and turned toward them with a warm smile."Lucas," she said warmly. "Martin. So wonderful to see you both."She reached out and pulled Martin into a hug, then did the same with Lucas.Lucas looked absolutely shocked. His eyes went wide, and he shot me a quick glance that clearly said 'What is happening?'I couldn't blame him for being confused. He knew the history. He knew how the Martinez family had treated me years ago. He knew about the lies and the manipulation. And he definitely knew that Mrs. Martinez wasn't exactly known for warm, welcoming hugs."Good evening, ma'am," Lucas said, recovering his composure. He clea

HANNAH'S POV: A FEW DAYS LATER:"Where are we going?" I asked, laughing and trying to calculate my steps as Elijah guided me with his hands over my eyes.He didn't answer. He only chuckled under his breath, warm and teasing, the sound vibrating close to my ear as he walked behind me. I could feel his breath on my neck, the gentle press of his palm at the small of my back, and it sent butterflies through my entire body.Earlier, he'd had Maya help me get dressed in this absolutely gorgeous red gown with shimmering stones sewn into the fabric. It was stunning, honestly one of the most beautiful dresses I'd ever worn. It was fitted, hugging my curves in a way that made me feel confident and sexy, with a modest amount of cleavage on display. When Elijah had first seen me in it, his jaw had literally dropped. He'd just stood there, staring at me with this look of pure awe that made me blush from head to toe."Elijah," I whined playfully, gripping his arm as I tried not to trip over my hee

HANNAH’S POV:"Hannah," he began, his voice low and slightly unsteady with emotion. "You have given me a second chance at life. At love. At being the father I should have always been from the start. You've forgiven things I never thought anyone could forgive, things I'm not sure I would have forgiven if our positions were reversed. And still, somehow, you choose me. Every single day, you choose me."Tears immediately blurred my vision. I could feel them spilling down my cheeks, but I couldn't look away from him."I loved you before I even understood what love really meant," he continued, and his voice cracked slightly. "And losing you, losing us, losing the chance to be with you and our children, it showed me that nothing in this world matters if I don't have you in it. Nothing. Not money, not success, not anything. You are everything that matters, Hannah. You and our babies."My knees felt weak. The wind lifted the hem of my dress gently, and I felt like I was in a dream. Like this c

HANNAH’S POV:THREE DAYS LATER:“No! No! No!” I screamed as I jolted up and I took in deep breaths. “What’s going on? What happened? Are you okay?” Elijah wrapped his arms around me and asked in the space of a second.I glanced back at him and leaned on him which led to him to wrap his hands around me and pulled me closer to him. “It was just a dream, you’re okay.” I let out a breathe and he caressed my head, wiped my tears I didn’t even know I had cried and when I finally let out a breath, feeling a lot better for over five minutes. I sat up straight pulling myself away from his comforting arms and he gently let go.“Is this your first time having such a nightmare?” He asked quietly, using his thumb to gently caress my hands and I nodded slowly.“Now, I feel like a bad omen or something.” He said with finality and I found myself smiling.We had been sleeping in the same room for the past few days since the proposal and I had never been happier with life. The company was thriving, t

HANNAH’S POV: Thankfully. the traffic was merciful that evening. I arrived at Elijah’s office building earlier than expected, the sky painted in soft hues of gold as the sun began to set. I pulled into the parking lot, stepping out with excitement already fluttering in my chest. My phone rang instantly. “Elijah, I’m already downstairs,” I said with a grin as I held the phone between my shoulder and ear. “Hurry up before I start complaining.” “I’m on my way,” his voice responded, slightly breathless. “The elevator’s slow.” “Always late,” I teased. “You love me anyway.” He kept saying this and I guess he was still giddy about the fact that I told him I loved him. “I do,” I admitted softly and in the sweetest possible way and he responded back, “I love you too, beautiful. I will see you soon.” I ended the call, still smiling, and turned toward my car to retrieve Amelia’s gift bag I had brought along and responded to Mrs Martinez who was asking to confirm the time since they wer