Semua Bab My Ex-husband’s Regret: On his knees for me: Bab 121 - Bab 130

CHARLOTTE~•~I woke up to the sound of soft breathing.The room was dim, the curtains drawn, the only light coming from the faint glow of the night lamp by Nyla’s bed.I shifted slightly on the bed, my neck protesting from the awkward angle I must have fallen asleep in. My hand was still wrapped loosely around hers, and when I glanced down, she was still asleep, her face calmer than it had been earlier.A blanket had been draped over me and I assumed that was Alexander’s doing.I leaned forward immediately, pressing my palm against her forehead. She was warm but she wasn’t burning up. Relief settled in my chest. “Thank God,” I whispered under my breath.Carefully, I eased my hand away from hers and reached for my phone on the bedside table. The moment the screen lit up, my brows furrowed.There were missed calls. Four of them. And all of them were from Lucy. As if that wasn’t enough, she had dropped a message as well. [Lucy: Is Nyla okay?]I blinked in confusion. I hadn’t told anyon

CHARLOTTE~•~It had been a long time since everyone in my team sat together for a meeting, but apparently, my text to my manager, Grayson, had triggered one when I woke up the next morning.Nyla’s fever had completely come down only after twenty-four hours but we still had to monitor her from time to time. However, she was busy playing with the new building blocks her father had gotten for her. I didn’t even know when he left the house yesterday to get it. Then again, I’d fallen asleep on Nyla’s bed before I woke up close to midnight.He had wanted to stay back and help look after Nyla but I encouraged him to go to work. I also didn’t want him anywhere around while I conversed with my team. I clicked the Zoom link sent to me by Grayson and the boxes flickered to life. It was only nine o’clock in New York and they were all three hours behind me yet they were already awake and ready for blood.Grayson, my manager, was the first to appear. He looked like he’d been living in his office,

CHARLOTTE~•~“I still can’t believe you’re going on a date with Alexander.” Lucy’s voice came through the phone as I finished putting on the golden hoops.I left the mirror and stood in front of my phone. “You’ve said that more than a hundred times. How do I look?”Alexander had told me to dress casually because he was taking me horse-riding. He hadn’t told me where we would go from there because the second part was a surprise and the photographer would follow us from there.I wanted to dress casually but fancy as well so I was wearing a silk scarf top in ivory tones with floral patterns. The pointed hem of the top dipped just below the waistband of my loose white linen pants.I’d paired it with gold jewelry. A simple necklace, bracelet, and a pair of earrings. My hair was in a messy bun with loose strands framing my face. I thought I looked good but it didn’t hurt to hear a second opinion. “You look way too good for Alexander. Didn’t you promise me nothing would happen again?”I ch

CHARLOTTE~•~“You know,” I said as the car pulled away from the ranch, “normal people usually tell their dates where they’re going.”Alexander loosened the top buttons of his shirt slightly, looking too relaxed for someone who spent the entire evening making my heart malfunction. “And ruin the surprise? Absolutely not.”I rolled my eyes and turned toward the window, though I couldn’t stop the small smile pulling at my lips. The ranch had been more interesting than I expected so I trusted him on whatever was coming next.When the car finally stopped, I looked up and blinked in surprise. “A hotel?”Alexander let out a breathy laugh. “Relax, baby. Whatever can be done at a hotel can be done at my house.” He paused for dramatic effect. “But that’s not why we’re here.”“You’re a dog.” He laughed before stepping out first and offering me his hand again. I took it this time without hesitation and let him lead me inside to the elevator. When the elevator doors finally opened, my lips parted

CHARLOTTE~•~He carried me up the stairs like I weighed nothing, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist and my arms around his neck. So I did what anyone would do in that situation. I kissed him again.Alexander kicked the door to his bedroom open and lowered me onto the bed without breaking the kiss. The moment my back hit the mattress, he followed, covering my body with his. I tugged at his shirt, needing it off, needing to feel his skin against mine.He sat back just long enough to yank the shirt over his head and toss it aside. My hands immediately roamed over his chest, his shoulders, the hard lines of muscle I hadn’t allowed myself to touch the last two times. He was still so beautiful. So mine, even if I hated admitting that.“Charlotte,” he breathed, his voice rough as he looked down at me. His eyes were dark, almost black with lust. “Tell me you want this.”“I want this,” I admitted shamelessly, pulling him back down. “I want you.”That was all the encouragement he needed.