Todos los capítulos de The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back): Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

HANNAH’S POV:THAT SAME DAY:“Hurry….Are we there yet?” I asked repeatedly with each stop as my driver drove to the hospital.The drive felt like an eternity and it was about fifteen minutes drive from the office. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking, no matter how tightly I clenched them on my lap. The driver kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror, probably afraid I’d faint before we even arrived. He simply answered calmly and with concern every time I asked a question, “We are almost there ma’am…..She will be fine.” My chest tightened with every second that passed and with each reassuring word he offered. Amelia. My sweet Amelia. I couldn’t stop my mind from replaying all the worst-case scenarios.her lying unconscious, hooked up to tubes, or worse… I pressed my fist against my mouth to choke down a sob. The other driver had simply called and announced that she had passed out and he was rushing her to the hospital as they were getting response.What if she….No…I can’t think all

HANNAH’S POV:FEW DAYS LATER:“WELCOME BACK AMELIA!” Our entire staff as well as Lucas and Maya chorused with excitement as soon as we walked through the door.They were pink balloons everywhere as well as a banner with their exact words written on a banner. I grinned from ear to ear seeing the excited look on Amelia when she noticed the scene in front of her. Her favorite snacks from a round cake with Princess Belle on it, to drinks. “No way!” Both her and Andrew screamed in excitement as they were handed bowls of sundae ice-cream and they both chorused a cute ‘thank you’.“This is all because I was sick? Thank you so much, aside from all the needles, I really should be sick more often.” She said jokingly, embracing both Lucas and Maya but I frowned deeply.Everyone else laughed but I cautioned displeased, “Don’t say that.” And she pursed her lips and the room was filled with awkward silence.Until Lucas broke it in a few seconds,“Let’s go eat cake and enjoy our sundae’s. There are

HANNAH’S POV:THAT SAME DAY:It felt so unreal standing there with the two people I had not seen in a long time. I never prepared myself for how I would react when I would see them again. I just stared at them dumbfounded. But yet here I was, frozen in the middle of a crowded food court, clutching a half-empty milkshake while my past stood across from me in designer shoes with luxurious bags in their hands as well as shopping bags.For a heartbeat, I thought I might have been hallucinating. I even hoped I was but I wasn’t. The time had come to be face to face with them.My mother was exactly as I remembered her, refined, elegant, with that cold, assessing gaze that could slice through anyone in a second. Time hadn’t softened her; if anything, it made her sharper. Janet, standing slightly behind her, looked almost startled. Her red hair caught the light, her lips painted in the same shade she used to steal from me when we were younger. She looked the same just more toned and more like

ELIJAH’S POV:FEW DAYS LATER:“Calling me to go golfing on a weekday is so unlike you.” Jacob pointed out as soon as he saw me at a distance.I was in a black polo shirt as well as some black pants. While Jacob was grinning in white shirt and white shorts with Gucci glasses. He was flexing his club and staring at the field, while I just stared at him with amusement.He had no idea the reason behind my invitation and he was going to hate it even more.“If this was at night, I would have been way creeped out with the way you keep staring at me. So you can tell me what’s going? Why aren’t even we hitting holes?” He chuckled at the last question and it’s double meaning and I just rolled my eyes in a full circle.Just before I responded, both our father came from inside glasses of drinks in their hands laughing deeply, “I know you didn’t just call me to spend my afternoon with these insufferable men.” He spoke through his gritted teeth and stared at me through the corner of his eyes and I

3RD POV:THREE DAYS LATER:The evening began with a whole lot of running around, glitters and Hannah’s quest for perfect. The house was alive with movement from the faint hum of the hairdryer, the scent of expensive perfume, and the sound of Lucas pacing down the hallway while humming a song under his breath. The twins were taking a nap after they have completed their home school classes, and it was so perfect for Hannah, who had a whole lot to be done without the kids interrupting. They had been a sleep for an hour and she knew they would be up any minute but she was just adding some finishing touches.Lucas smiled politely as Zina, who was both the hairstylist and a make up artist and a perfectionist, walked out and she politely nodded.“Have a beautiful evening sir.” She smiled at him and walked down the stairs.“Are you ready, diva?” he called, poking his head through the doorway of Hannah’s bedroom.“Almost,” she answered from behind the dressing screen. The silk of her gown wh