Semua Bab My Ex-husband’s Regret: On his knees for me: Bab 111 - Bab 120

CHARLOTTE~•~It was hard to fall asleep that night.After tucking Nyla in, I hurried to the guest room and tried to sleep so I could forget about Alexander being on his knees for me. When he said he was going to do it, I thought he was joking so my natural instinct was to challenge him. Imagine my surprise when he shamelessly dropped to his knees in front of me and begged me to forgive him.I groaned and buried my face in the pillow. Why was he so fucking remorseful? How could I continue to hold on to the hate I had for him? The only defense I had against him? I was so compelled to forgive him right there and then that I had to bolt out of the kitchen so I could have time to think.I went to bed sometime before eleven, but I fell asleep after two o’clock in the morning.I woke up to a knock on my door.I stretched and checked the time on the digital clock by the nightstand. It was eight o’clock in the morning. Then, I paused. I only lived with two people in this house so if it was N

CHARLOTTE~•~“Is Daddy coming back soon?” Nyla asked for the umpteenth time even though it was only six o’clock in the evening. She’d drawn what she thought to be her father and had taken her time coloring it. Granted, the hair looked like Alexander’s, but other than that, there was no resemblance. I didn’t dare tell her that though. I wasn’t about to discourage her when she genuinely seemed so excited about it.“Why don’t you just call him and ask, baby?” I suggested, looking at her over my shoulder. “My phone is on the island.”I watched as she stood on her tiptoes to retrieve the phone from the island, almost letting it fall to the ground if it wasn’t for her sudden strong grip. She walked over to me and handed it to me. “I want to see his face.” She demanded.“Yes, ma'am.” I nodded and FaceTimed Alexander before handing the phone to her and resumed making dinner.“Hey, baby girl.” Alexander’s voice filled the kitchen and I forced myself not to look back at my screen. “Daddy!” N

ALEXANDER~•~I understood Charlotte’s concern. I was already in the middle of handling it before I went home the previous evening. By this morning, most of the employees from Taren Media house had been absorbed into other companies.There was no new article about Charlotte the next morning. The writer had been blacklisted. The CEO was busy fighting a case that would drain him.But I hadn’t fixed anything. If anything, I had made it worse.I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in my office, my phone clenched tightly in my hand as I scrolled.My jaw tightened as another comment loaded on Charlotte’s post.“Of course the articles disappeared. Rich people always silence the truth.”“She’s disgusting. First she cheats, now she bullies journalists into shutting up.”“Money can’t buy class. She’s still trash.”“I hope someone leaks worse.”“People like her don’t deserve platforms.”I stopped scrolling, not because there weren’t more, but because they only got worse. They were cal

ALEXANDER ~•~ For a second, my brain completely shut down. Charlotte was kissing me. It wasn’t the first time she was initiating a kiss, but like she said the last time, she’d been drunk and I’d promised not to touch her unless she wanted it after we had sex. I’d been restraining myself when it came to her, despite how badly I wanted her. Her lips were soft and tentative, almost unsure, like she expected me to pull away. My hands stayed frozen at my sides, the glass of milk still in one of them, because the last thing I had expected tonight was for her to cross the kitchen and press her mouth to mine after everything the day we’d had. Guaranteed, the day at the zoo with Charlotte and Nyla had been nice, but despite how peaceful it was in real life, the internet was something else. I didn’t move. I couldn’t. I was scared that if I moved, she’d run away. This was Charlotte. My Charlotte. The woman I had hurt so badly she still looked at me sometimes like she could never forg

CHARLOTTE~•~I stared at Alexander, waiting for him to tell me he was joking, but he didn’t.He had mentioned this once some months ago, but I’d still been very angry at him back then and dismissed it. He was a man, an adult with needs. How could he tell me he’d never slept with another woman? “You were celibate for five years?” I asked incredulously. Alexander nodded.“Why?”“Are you really ignorant of the answer or do you enjoy being the only woman to turn me on?”My cheeks heated up against my will. “Shut up.” I hoped my voice didn’t come out breathy. It wasn’t every day I woke up in my ex-husband’s bed and let him cuddle me. “I just find it hard to believe.”“Aside from the lack of trust, alcohol and a woman were the reasons I lost you. Staying away from both was a way to punish myself, but it didn’t seem like a punishment because I wasn’t tempted in the first place.” Alexander laughed like he was recalling something funny. “At some point, Harvey thought I’d developed a medical