All Chapters of THE EX-WIFE MAKES A COMEBACK : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

(Evelyn's POV)My hands were shaking so badly now as the papers rustled loudly. "This can't be real. This has to be fake.""I had my private investigator verify every single piece of information there. Court records pulled directly from the San Francisco County courthouse. Interviews conducted with Melissa's friends who were there and saw it happen. Original documentation from the restraining order. It's all completely real, Evelyn. Every single word."I looked up at him, searching his face desperately for any sign that this was a lie and he'd fabricated all of this to manipulate me. "Why are you showing me this?""Because I know exactly what it's like to lose you. And I know Adrian won't handle losing you any better than I did. Maybe he'll handle it even worse, based on everything in that folder.""You actually expect me to trust you? After everything you did to me?""No. I don't expect you to trust me at all." He leaned back in his chair, his expression deadly serious. "I expect you

(Evelyn's POV)I watched Adrian walk out of the cafe, the door closing softly behind him. Elena immediately grabbed both documents from where I'd set them down and started reading them more carefully, her eyes scanning every single line with intensity."Holy shit," she muttered after a few minutes. "These are actually real and completely legitimate. He's genuinely giving you everything with no strings attached.""I know.""So what are you going to do?"I leaned back in my chair, suddenly feeling exhausted. "I don't know. Both men in my life are seriously damaged in different ways. Both have hurt me, and both claim to love me.""Both desperately need years of intensive therapy."I laughed. "So do I, probably. Maybe we should all just check into the same mental facility and sort ourselves out."My phone buzzed then, against the table.Text from Julian: "Did he tell you about Melissa? Did he tell you about his father? I told you, he's using you. Please don't fall for it."Before I could

(Evelyn's POV)My stomach turned cold at the news, but I managed to regain composure and responded with a cold voice;"I have no comment about my personal life."He ignored the comment and scribbled something in his notebook. "Is it true you're also somehow connected to the reclusive CEO of the Cole enterprise”I winced, and Elena stepped between us quickly. "This conversation is over! Leave now or I'm calling security.""Just one more question—""Now!"He finally backed off, but he kept making notes as he walked away. And I saw him pull out his phone to make a call.I went back inside, my hands shaking terribly."They found out." I collapsed on the nearest chair. "They connected me to Julian.""It was bound to happen eventually." Elena pulled out her tablet. "You can't hide forever when you're married to someone that high-profile.""I wasn't trying to hide!” I snapped, regretting it immediately. “I…I just wanted to do my work without dragging all that mess behind me everywhere I went.

(Evelyn's POV)I tried to slam the door with all my strength, but Julian's foot was already wedged in between it."Julian, what are you doing?" Daniel looked genuinely stunned to see him as he quickly grabbed his brother's shoulder. "I told you to stay in the car—"But Julian shoved past him, forcing his way into my apartment. "I need to talk to my wife."I moved away fast, putting the couch between us. "I'm not your wife. We're divorced.""A piece of paper doesn't change seven years of marriage. Seven years of love and memories."Daniel followed him inside, looking panicked and apologetic. "Julian, you promised you'd just talk to me. You said you wouldn't approach her directly—""News flash, I lied." Julian responded without an atom of remorse.His eyes darted around like a thief. And looking at him properly now, his clothes were wrinkled and stained. "You won't answer my calls," he said, moving closer. "You blocked all my numbers. You even sent your lawyer threatening legal action

(Evelyn's POV)Julian's car pulled away from the street the moment the police sirens became audible in the distance. One second it was there, and the second the car engine revved and he was gone, swallowed by the London night.The police approached me with Elena following closely behind. I showed them the note, and she showed them the photos she'd taken of it when it was still attached to my door. I told them about the fire alarm, the threatening texts, his visit and about the two months of calls from unknown numbers that I knew were him.The officer, a woman with a strict face, wrote everything down carefully. Then she looked up at me."We can file for a restraining order. But enforcement is difficult, especially if he denies being in the area.""He called me from across the street. I heard his voice, and I saw his car.""Do you have the number the call came from?""It's an unknown number. He uses different burner sims.”She wrote that down too. "We'll document everything. But until