All Chapters of The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

355 Chapters

All Eyes on H.J.

3RD POV:The show continued. Each model wore a piece more breathtaking than the last with the clean lines, daring cuts, colors that seemed to move as though alive under the lights. It was a piece of art stitched into fabric.Whispers surged through the audience. Names floated new designer, anonymous genius, whispers of an international debut. Even the usually quiet Cece Ferris leaned forward, her pen scribbling furiously across her notepad.“Who is it?” Mrs. Jones murmured under her breath, leaning forward, almost out of her seat. She tried to listen to other people’s conversation to get a name,Janet frowned, clapping politely with forced enthusiasm. “It can’t be someone new. No one bursts onto the scene like this. Not without a name backing them.”And then came the final collection.The lights dimmed again, this time shifting into a soft amber glow. A model walked out carrying a gown the color of violet melting into navy, layered chiffon drifting like smoke. The fabric swirled in pe

The Taste of Rejection

3RD POV:Hours Later:“Sir, I will be leaving now but you have a guest.” Elijah’s assistant announced with a sigh but Elijah’s eyes were fixated on the beautiful view of the city from where he stood.He often spaced out like that just taking in the beauty of the city, and picturing ways his life could be and could have been. Some other times he just stood thete hinking about the company and a new strategy or an investment and stocks to occupy his mind.“Hey honey.” He was instantly brought back to reality by the sound of Janet's voice making him instantly roll his eyes in a full circle before turning back.He watched as she strolled in and his assistant smiled as though she was sympathising with him and she shut the door.“I'm so happy to see you! I feel like I barely do since you're almost never around.” She embraced him and pouted batting her eyelids at him-“You can't even hug me back.” She said with a frown when he pulled away and headed to his seat.He let out a deep sigh, “I've

To the Beginning of Everything

3RD POV:The children rushed in before formality could catch them bounding with the kind of energy only kids could have after such a long day. Amelia clung to her mother’s arm, tugging gently. “Mommy, do we get dessert first?”“You’ll eat dinner before dessert,” Hannah responded smoothing Amelia’s hair, though her smile betrayed her exhaustion. “And don’t even try to convince Lucas otherwise.”Lucas gasped theatrically. “Excuse me, I am the fun uncle. Dessert is a constitutional right in my house.”Maya rolled her eyes as she followed, carrying . “Don’t rile them up. They’ll keep us here past midnight.”They took a seat at a corner booth, one sectioned off from the main dining hall by high-backed chairs and a glass partition. The kind of place meant for privacy, though every once in a while, a curious diner would steal a glance at Hannah, as if trying to reconcile the woman in front of them with the breathtaking show they’d seen splashed across their social feeds earlier that night.H

Secrets Behind The Laughter

HANNAH’S POV:The Next Morning:The first thing I noticed as soon as I woke up at 6, with the sun slowly rising was the quiet. And it was not the heavy, empty kind of quiet that I used to hate in my old life, but a soft silence, along with the faint chirping of birds outside the window and the low hum of the city waking up. Sunlight streamed lazily through the curtainszFor a moment, I stayed still, curled beneath the sheets, letting the peace soak in. Last night had been long, overwhelming, but also… perfect. It had been years since I had felt like that version of myself bold, celebrated, unapologetic. At least since the release of my books which my audience was dying for a new one and I was so not ready. I wasn’t stable enough to write a new book, I was solely focused on fashion and the possibility of it. My heart still carried the echoes of laughter from Lucas, Maya, and my children at the restaurant.Today was about moving forward, and taking one of the biggest steps to becoming

A Familiar Stranger

HANNAH'S POV:Breakfast stretched on, filled with laughter, mess, and Lucas’s endless commentary. When it was finally over, Maya helped me herd the children upstairs to get dressed, while Lucas stayed behind to tidy up though I suspected he spent more time posing dramatically with dish towels than actually cleaning.As I zipped up Amelia’s dress and combed through her hair, she looked up at me with wide eyes. “Mommy, are you nervous?”The question startled me. “Why do you ask?”“Because you keep biting your lip like you do when you’re scared.”I paused, then smiled softly, kissing the top of her head. “Maybe a little nervous. But more excited. Sometimes being nervous just means something is important to you.”She seemed satisfied with that answer, nodding sagely before running off to find her brother who was in his room playing the game and he was freshly showered again. They were going to be indoors today, reading , resting and playing games.When I finally had a moment to myself aga

Seven Years, One Look

HANNAH’S POV:That same day:The tension in the room was so thick, even a scissor wouldn’t cut it. Elijah sat across from me and didn’t take his eyes off of me even for one second. It was like he was reading me, making sure it wasn’t a ghost sitting across from him. I stared right back, because I thought when I saw him again I would be angry but I just stared at him and felt nothing. Lucas began introducing everyone to each other ranging from the young men on the board to the older bald ones. “And we have here, our CEO of Prestige, Hannah Jones, our creative director and the designer of all the beautiful dresses.” He introduced me with pride and I couldn’t help but smile at him and flip my hair in a not so dramatic style. All while I could feel his eyes on me but I refused to even glance at him. Lord knows I couldn’t wait to be alone with Lucas and get to the bottom of this. I thought to myself.Just as the meeting began and about five minutes in, with the lawyer of their investmen

Blindsided

HANNAH’S POV:I couldn’t risk it, and the way they were procreated was enough reason to not bring him into their lives. He didn’t deserve them, and my babies didn’t deserve a wretched spoiled drunk as a father.Soon my assistant called me, reminding me of an important meeting that couldn’t be rescheduled, so I dashed out after ensuring the kids were in their rooms, comfortably napping. Lucky children…I can’t remember the last time I napped. I laughed at my thought.I arrived at the office and I was there throughout the rest of the day, working and reviewing a bunch of documents, and avoiding any interaction with both Maya and Lucas though Maya was just as surprised as I was.“I’m leaving now. And girl, I’m totally sorry. I had no idea Elijah was going to be there today and it was his company. I should have been more thorough.” Maya apologized, stepping into my office and I nodded at her.“It’s alright. Have a nice night.” I smiled at her and she embraced me warmly before exiting out

Sleepless Regrets

ELIJAH’S POV:THAT NIGHT:I knocked repeatedly waiting for the doors to be opened and with each pause, my hand got more shaky. I was so tired, and it was getting chilly though I doubt it had anything to do with the weather. It was just me, and my drinking.Finally after what felt like hours, the doors opened, “Eli, how are you doing? What are you doing here this late?” “You are not okay! Come in.” He grabbed me by my hand and led me inside, and I was instantly warmed up by the warmth of his home.Jacob was a friend since we were kids and we were attached by the hip, being that we were both from an elite family, both into baseball and great at it. Since we were kids, our fathers had been training us and in high school, he made the decision to go pro with his talent while I chose the life I lived now. Since he was going pro, we weren’t as close as we used to be while in college, he barely hung out with me knowing I was either going to offer him pot or a drink which wasn’t good for him

Where My Heart Still Belongs

ELIJAH’S POV:“Where the hell were you?”I turned my head slowly to find her standing at the top of the staircase in one of her silk robes, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her eyes burned with accusation, and I already knew what was coming.“I asked you a question, Elijah.” She raised his eyebrows.“I heard you,” I muttered, loosening my tie.She stormed down the stairs, her heels clicking hard against the marble. “Don’t you dare give me that dismissive tone. You didn’t come home, you didn’t call, you didn’t text. Do you think I’m stupid? Who is she?”I blinked at her, exhaling through my nose. “She?”“Yes…she! Don’t play dumb with me. Who were you screwing last night?” she spat, her hands flying in the air.I rubbed a hand over my face, more tired than angry. “Janet, I wasn’t with anyone.”“Oh, right,” she sneered, stepping closer. “You expect me to believe that? You think I don’t notice how cold you’ve been? How you dodge me, how you barely touch me? It’s obvious. You’ve got so

Love Doesn’t Erase Wounds

HANNAH'S POV:A WEEK LATER:The twins had been relentless. For seven straight days, it was either, “Mom, talk to Uncle Lucas, please” or “Why don’t you just forgive him already?” or a very confused Amelia questioned why we were even fighting in the first place. And surely, there was no way I could just tell me,“Oh, your Uncle Lucas brought a man, who just so happens to be your father, the man that raped me twice, and treated me like garbage because he wanted my sister and not me. He just brought him to me with prior notice or warning, because he is a selfish, wicked friend.” I couldn't just tell them that so I just told them, it was just some issues at work. Lucas left it all to me as he returned very late at night and left very early, so the kids couldn't confront him.It was a lot and they would pout at the breakfast table, stage exaggerated sighs at bedtime, and even refuse to get in the car unless I promised to at least try. It was as if they thought this was my entire fault sin

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