All Chapters of The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back): Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

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The Desperate Husband

ALISTAIR'S POV:But sometimes, in some of the moments, I had missed it.I thought about the way Mary used to look at me when I wore it. The pride in her eyes, the small smile that played at the corners of her mouth. She had bought it with her own money, saved up for weeks, picked it out with care. It had been a gift of love and not obligation.And I had thrown it away.I had told her it wasn't appropriate for someone like me. I had told her it was too casual, too ordinary, too common. I had watched her face fall, watched the light dim in her eyes, and I had said nothing to comfort her.The collar of the Chanel suit pressed against my throat, tight and uncomfortable."I knew you'd like it," Vesper said, her voice cutting through my thoughts. "You look so handsome."I smiled. "Thank you."But the collar was still tight, and my mind was still elsewhere.*Who had Mary gone to meet today?I had asked Marl, casually, over the phone. The conversation had been brief, clipped, the type of exc

The Fear Called Jealousy

ALISTAIR'S POV:I drove home faster than I should have.The streets blurred past, familiar and unfamiliar all at once. I knew this city. I had built my life here, my empire, my reputation. But right now, none of it mattered. All that mattered was getting home.The sun was setting and casting long shadows across the road as I gripped the steering wheel tighter.I thought about Mary. About the way she had looked at me in the bedroom. About the suitcase on the bed, half-filled, waiting. About the coldness in her voice when she had asked me if I had anything to say.She had asked me about divorce.She had asked me if that was the whole reason I had been doing all of this.I hadn't answered. I hadn't known how. Because the truth was, I didn't want a divorce. I had never wanted a divorce. I wanted her. I wanted our life. I wanted everything to go back to the way it was before Vesper came back, before everything fell apart.But I couldn't say that. I couldn't admit that I had made a mistake.

A Son Will Fix Everything

ALISTAIR'S POV:I thought about the question she had asked me earlier. About the divorce. About whether I had anything to say.Had she really cheated on me?The thought was unbearable. The thought of her with someone else, her hands on another man's skin, her laughter filling another man's ears which made my blood run cold.I would never allow that to happen.I still believed she loved me. I had to believe it. She had loved me for so long, had given me everything, had built her whole life around me. She simply couldn't accept Vesper's presence yet. Maybe she was confused. Maybe she was lashing out. Maybe another man had taken advantage of that confusion.But she still loved me. She had to.How could I make her stay?My mind wandered back to when she had been pregnant with Elowen. She had been so happy. Every day she clung to me, talked excitedly about the future we would build together. She had been radiant, glowing, full of hope and love and the certainty that everything would work o

The Man Who Broke Me

MARY'S POV:I couldn't understand why Alistair was acting like this.After disappearing with Vesper for so long, after missing our daughter's birthday, after leaving me in a jail cell overnight, after throwing parties for another woman and plastering his face across the internet with her at his side, he had suddenly returned as if nothing had ever happened.As if he hadn't broken every promise he had ever made.As if I hadn't spent weeks crying myself to sleep.As if our marriage wasn't already dead and buried.He stood there in the bathroom doorway, fully dressed in his tailored suit, his hair perfectly styled, his shoes polished to a mirror shine. Every inch of him screamed wealth, power, control. He looked like he had just walked out of a board meeting and we not like a man who had been trying to destroy his wife's life.And I was completely naked.The contrast filled me with humiliation. I had been about to step into the shower, my body still damp from the steam, my hair loose aro

The Heart That Wouldn't Remember

MARY'S POV: "Don't." I held up my hand, stopping him. "Don't pretend like this is about love. If you loved me, you wouldn't have done any of the things you did." He was quiet for a long moment. Then, slowly, he shook his head. "I know I've made mistakes," he said. "I know I've hurt you. But that doesn't change the way I feel about you. That doesn't change the fact that you're the mother of my child. That you're my wife.” I opened my mouth to respond, to tell him that words meant nothing, that promises meant nothing, that he had said all of this before and broken every single one. But before I could speak, he moved. His hand came up to my face, cupping my cheek, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw. The touch was gentle, familiar, the same way he had touched me a thousand times before. My skin remembered it. My body remembered it. I hated that. "You want this too," he murmured, leaning closer. His breath was warm against my skin. "Don't you? Our daughter is so adorable. Haven't

The Bruises

MARY'S POV:But my heart didn't remember.My heart was somewhere else and in a place he couldn't reach.I tried to push him away again, my hands against his chest, but he didn't move. He was too strong, too determined and too convinced that this would fix everything."Please," I whispered. "Please stop. You're hurting me.""I'm not trying to hurt you. I'm trying to help you.""Alistair—""Just relax and trust me. You used to trust me."I closed my eyes.I thought about Elowen. About the way she had asked if Marl could be her father. About the way she had said she didn't want to see me sad anymore. I thought about the life I wanted for her, a life where she didn't have to ask permission to be loved. A life where she didn't have to watch her mother break apart piece by piece.Then I felt his hands freeze and his body went still against mine. His breathing stopped, just for a moment, the air catching in his throat which prompted me to opened my eyes.He was staring down at my body. At th

A Child Is Not a Chain

MARY'S POV:Not I'll do everything in my power to make sure you never get hurt again or repeat my foolishness again.Only that she should have stayed with him.Only that it was her fault for leaving.In that instant, I finally understood.To me, a child was the living proof of love. The most precious member of my family. A person I would protect with my life.To Alistair, a child was something else entirely.A child was a chain. A tool. Something he believed could keep me under his control. Something that would trap me in a marriage I no longer wanted.My heart ached for my daughter. The man she called Father had never learned what it truly meant to be one."I'm done," I said."Mary—""Done. With you. With this marriage. With everything.""You don't mean that.""I do mean it. I should have said it a long time ago."I walked toward the door, still wrapped in the towel, my body shaking. He grabbed my arm, his fingers digging into my skin, hard enough to hurt."You're not leaving," he sa

The Phone Call

MARY'S POV:The words hung in the air between us, sharp and final, like a blade that had been drawn and would not be sheathed."But not yours."I watched Alistair's face change. The hope that had flickered there moments before drained away, replaced by something colder and something harder. His hands, which had been gripping my arms, loosened slightly. His jaw tightened."Not mine?" he repeated. His voice was low, controlled, the voice of someone who was trying very hard to stay calm. "Then who do you want to have a child with? I'm your fucking husband!"I looked back at him. The man who had promised to love and cherish me. The man who had broken every vow he had ever made. The man who stood here now, demanding answers, as if he had any right to ask questions."Then who is your wife?" I asked.The question landed like a stone in still water.Alistair opened his mouth to respond. His lips parted, the words forming on his tongue. But before he could speak, his phone rang.The sound cut

The Phone Call (2)

MARY'S POV: Alistair stared at me for a long moment. Then, slowly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. I watched his expression shift as he glanced at the screen. Something flickered across his face, surprise, maybe. Or concern. He hesitated, his finger hovering over the answer button. Then he answered. "Hello?" I couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the line, but I could see the effect it had on him. His shoulders tensed. His jaw tightened. He turned slightly away from me, his voice dropping low. "Slow down. Tell me what happened." A pause. The voice on the other end kept speaking, urgent and insistent. "I understand," Alistair said. "I'll be there right away." Another pause. The voice spoke again, and Alistair's eyes flickered toward me. Something passed across his face, hesitation, calculation, the quick weighing of options. "Okay, I will bring her," he said. The words landed in my chest like a stone. I didn't wait to hear more. I pus

The Cruel Deception

MARY'S POV:I stood still in the doorway of the bedroom, my arms wrapped tight across my chest, trying to stop my body from trembling. The towel had been tossed onto the floor, replaced by a fresh change of clothes that felt completely wrong against my skin. My hair was still wet, dripping small cold drops down my neck and making the fabric of my shirt stick to my shoulders. I had not even finished showering before everything blew up again. The whole house felt cold, but the chill inside me was much worse.Alistair was standing in the bathroom with his back turned to me, holding his phone tightly against his ear. His voice was low, fast, and full of a strained pressure he was trying hard to hide. I could not pick out every single word he was saying, but I recognized the tone. It was the voice he used when a business deal was falling apart and he was trying to pretend he had everything under control. His shoulders were pulled up stiff, and his left hand was clenched so hard into a fi

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