Semua Bab The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back): Bab 181 - Bab 190

HANNAH’S POV:He paused, swallowing hard. "And I promise to love you loudly and openly and proudly, every single day for the rest of my life. No more hiding. No more walls. Just us, loving each other the way we deserve."I was already crying hard when it became my turn to speak my vows."I promise," I said, my voice shaking but steady enough, "to choose you intentionally every single day, even on the days when we're tired or scared or hurt or broken. I promise to grow with you as we change and evolve. I promise to build this life with you, brick by brick. And I promise to love you with the kind of love that never falters, never wavers, never gives up. The kind of love that lasts forever."When the officiant finally smiled warmly at both of us and said those magic words, "You may now kiss your bride," the applause that erupted was absolutely thunderous.The sound echoed off the high ceilings, bouncing around the historic church.Elijah didn't hesitate for even a second. He kissed me li

HANNAH’S POV:Amelia never stopped waving the entire ride, blowing kisses to everyone, absolutely loving every second of the attention. Every time I looked at her happy, glowing face, I remembered that horrible moment in the burning building when I'd thought I'd never see her again. When I'd been so terrified I would die and she'd grow up without a mother.But I hadn't died. I'd survived. We'd all survived.And now here we were, riding in a fairy tale carriage, surrounded by love and joy and celebration.My multi-talented princess, so full of life and light.And as those beautiful white horses carried us forward under the star-filled night sky, surrounded by everyone we loved most in the world, I knew something with absolute certainty deep in my heart.This was our happily ever after.******SIX MONTHS LATER:"It's been how many days now? Like five? And after a series of explanations and demonstrations, I still don't understand this stupid UNO game!"Cherry's frustrated declarati

HANNAH’S POV:Martin immediately choked on his iced lemonade. The guys had all teased him mercilessly earlier for making lemonade from scratch instead of just drinking beer like a normal person.Lucas scoffed loudly and very obviously darted his eyes back down to the magazine he'd been pretending to read. He'd brought an entire stack of magazines because this trip had specific rules. We weren't supposed to use our phones during the day.The idea was to actually disconnect and be present with each other.Of course, since we were all CEOs running companies, we understood that completely disconnecting wasn't realistic. So we'd compromised. The house staff collected our phones every morning and returned them to us at night so we could check emails and handle any emergencies."Personally, I'm completely fine," Lucas said way too quickly, his voice tight. "I can't speak for him, obviously.""I'm good too," Martin added just as quickly, unnecessarily adjusting his already perfect shirt. "I'm

HANNAH’S POV: I rolled my eyes and literally ran away from him toward the door because I genuinely wasn't sure I could resist him for too much longer. Six months of marriage and he still affected me like this. I heard him laughing even harder from behind me as I hurried down the hallway. As usual, Elijah and I were the last ones to arrive at the beach. Everyone else was already seated at the beautifully decorated table, candles flickering in the gentle breeze. We got situated in our seats, and everyone immediately started complimenting each other's outfits. Cherry looked adorable in a flowy maternity dress. Lucas had gone full vacation mode in a bright colored shirt. Martin looked casually elegant as always. As we started eating the delicious food the staff had prepared, as we laughed and told stories and got progressively merrier with wine and good company, Elijah suddenly stood up and clinked his glass lightly with a fork. "Okay," he announced, getting everyone's attention. "B

HANNAH'S POV:TWO DAYS LATER:After I received the news about the fire, I was shattered. The long nights, the designs, the investment in the purchase of high quality materials, the tireless working and signing of multiple documents and shipments. They all went down the drain like it had never happened.Our vacation was cut short after and they all understood and we were all curious to see how bad it was but to my disappointment, it was as bad as I imagined. I wanted to break down and cry but I just felt numb. I had zoned out and barely even heard what anybody was saying, as we walked through the building. All I could think of was the first time I walked through the door over a year ago, excited and full of life and I recall I was anxious for our meeting with investors only to see Elijah there.It had been a long way since then and looking at it all, it was destroyed. It was way worse.The smell hit me first. Acrid, chemical and very wrong. Everything about it was wrong. The building I