All Chapters of The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

HANNAH’S POV:I could feel Elijah’s presence behind me, tense and silent as soon as I reached the ground floor. He didn’t move, but I sensed his confusion, his guard slowly rising as Maya’s erratic energy filled the room.“Maya, let’s talk outside,” Jacob said firmly this time, his tone edged with warning. “Now’s not the time or the place.”“The time or the place?” she repeated mockingly. “You mean like how it wasn’t the time or the place when you showed up at my apartment and—”“Maya, stop!” Jacob snapped, stepping forward, his voice low but cutting.That only seemed to fuel her anger. Her wet hair clung to her cheeks as she pointed a trembling finger at him. “No, I’m done with every single person. You get to walk around pretending you’re the perfect man and husband, ‘a role model’ when in reality, you’re just as filthy as the rest of them.”Cherry’s confusion deepened, her eyes darting between them. “Jacob, what is she talking about?” she asked, her voice cracking.Jacob’s lips part

HANNAH’S POV:DAYS LATER:“Maya did what?” I was seated by the bleachers at the poolside and I was on a video call with both Maya and Lucas. We had all been so busy with work and he had travelled to Stel, another country a three hours flight from here and it was basically for new business he was looking to work with and also to promote our business all over the world. Our marketing officer had also tagged along taking with her some of the collection and I was proud to see her wear some of it as well. They were going to be there for about a week. I had smiled when Lucas sent me a photo of one of the locals reading my book from the collections, I was international in every regard. I had worked so hard on everything which is why we were thriving and doing fantastically well. After the party with Roman, many investors and tycoons had even reached out to me before I did and it made me so happy. So since we had all been busy, this was the first time Lucas was hearing about the fight. An

ELIJAH’S POV:A WEEK LATER:“So I saw your parents the other day….” Jacob pointed out as we were both seated in the living room waiting for Andrew.The three of us were going to a Flyers game, I had discovered it was his favorite team though he only had knowledge based on what he and Lucas had watched together. I wasn’t much of a Flyers fan but Jacob was, and since Andrew related with him well, I thought it would only make sense. We had passes to also meet some of the players and when I shared that piece of information with Andrew, it was the first time I had seen his face light up since I had met him. I laughed watching as he said, “Thank you! This is so amazing! But this doesn’t change things.” He told me sternly with squinted eyes and I raised my hand in surrender and muttered, “didn’t even think it would.”He was so excited, I had made sure my schedule was clear and my phone was switched off as I feared disappointing him. I looked up at Jacob, and I asked dryly, “Oh yeah?” Thi

ELIJAH’S POV:He jumped up, and I laughed, lifting him into the air. “Alright, alright, you win! You’re the boss tomorrow!”He beamed, cheeks flushed from excitement. “I already know what I want.”“Should I be scared?” I asked out loud and laughed.“Yes,” Jacob muttered, deadpan.After the game, we met the players backstage, took photos, and got Andrew’s sign autographed. His happiness was pure something that made every ounce of effort worth it.It was so cute watching how he had Hannah and Amelia on the FaceTime call, like he wanted them there as we took pictures and he met the stars. Amelia seemed just as excited. “Thank you so much.” I appreciated them while Jacob associated with them. It was so ironic that some of them were so fanned out over Jacob, so that was another reason my son was given special treatment.We stepped outside, heading toward the nearby ice cream truck, and the night air was cool, crisp, and filled with laughter. Andrew held Jacob’s hands as we crossed the str

HANNAH’S POV:“Good afternoon.” I greeted professionally and returned a small polite smile, walking over and taking the seat across from her.“You look beautiful,” she said, her voice calm, warm even and I couldn’t even pretend like I was taken aback by her compliment.I cleared my throat and placed my bag on the table and said trying to find words to say., “Thank you. You look… well.” She let out a soft laugh. “That’s kind of you to say.”Okay…Who was this and what have you done to Mrs Martinez?For a while, silence sat between us and it was an awkward yet loud one. The waiter arrived, took our orders, and left quietly. Then she folded her hands on the table and sighed.“I imagine you must be wondering why I asked to see you.” She broke the silence and I nodded, letting out a breath I had no idea I was even holding.“I was, actually and hoping it was not you, or just for business reasons.” I retorted, looking into her eyes so she doesn’t think she could intimidate me. She nodded, h