Semua Bab My Ex-husband’s Regret: On his knees for me: Bab 131 - Bab 140

CHARLOTTE~•~I regretted the words the second they left my mouth because now I actually had to stand in the kitchen and pretend I wasn’t flustered out of my mind.Just because we were living together and we had a child together and were raising her together didn’t make us a family.As I reached the kitchen, the chatter in the living room resumed. I didn’t know if they were talking about me but I didn’t want to find out. I focused on the coffee machine instead. Nobody was craving coffee but I had to make myself busy after announcing it.Maybe if I stayed in here long enough, everyone would forget Nyla’s little announcement.Unfortunately, I was the glue keeping them in the living room because Alexander walked in a few minutes later. “Why did you abandon me to deal with that myself?“To deal with what?”“Explain to Nyla what it means to like someone and be their family.”I grabbed mugs from the cabinet without looking at him. “You deserved it.”“For what?”“For telling our daughter gos

CHARLOTTE~•~Vivian told me not to pursue the case yet.Apparently, I was just starting to gain public sympathy and if I got into a court fight with Vanessa over a man (because the fans would eventually find out), it would do more harm to good for me.She told me to wait it out, then strike later, preferably when all these had died down. According to her, everyone would look back and apologize to me for being so hard on me when everything was being manipulated behind the scenes.That was what Vivian said and while I was very impatient, I trusted her with my life. She had been my publicist for eight years for a reason, even before I started acting. When I reiterated Vivian’s words to Alexander, he had simply nodded and said he was going to store the evidence properly for whenever I needed it.That was a shocker because I’d expected him to demand to take care of it himself if my team wasn’t ready, but then again, my bad press wasn’t good for him because we were basically introducing ou

CHARLOTTE~•~“Now?” I repeated. We’d just talked about heavy stuff and he was suddenly asking me on a date?He didn’t hesitate. “Yes, now.”“It’s almost evening.” I pointed out. My brain was still processing the fact that we went from talking about my career choices to riding a horse.“And?”“And normal people don’t randomly decide to go horseback riding in the middle of the evening.” Since when was he this impulsive?“It’s not like we’re doing anything important.” He said, his eyes flicking over to the TV. The reality show was horrible. Everyone was walking on eggshells around each other and were scared to say what was on their mind, which made the show boring.I couldn’t help but laugh. He wasn’t wrong. “You’re unbelievable.”“That wasn’t a no.” His grin widened immediately.“I didn’t say yes either.”“You didn’t say no.”Thirty minutes later after taking another shower, I found myself changing into more comfortable clothes while wondering how I got manipulated into a spontaneous o

CHARLOTTE~•~The next few weeks were one of the least stressful ones I’d had since the year started. I still wasn’t posting on my social media, but I also wasn’t waking up to thousands of hate comments on my old posts.I still got some horrible DMs every few days, but nothing I paid attention to. It seemed like Vanessa had dropped her pitchforks and was no longer coming after me.Too late. She should have stopped before I figured out who she was. I was looking forward to suing her but my team agreed to do so after I had at least one public appearance. Since I wasn’t going on any podcasts or variety shows soon, I could only do that after the gala next month. Since it was a last-minute appearance, I had no choice but to use a month and a half to prepare my outfit. Well, that was the designer’s work, but it was still on a tight schedule because I hadn’t been planning to attend any event throughout this year. Vanessa basically forced me out.Aside from the measurements I’d taken two we

ALEXANDER~•~After living with Charlotte and Nyla for three months, I’d almost forgotten they had a whole life that I wasn’t a part of.It didn’t feel good, but at the same time, I was proud of her. Very conflicting feelings, but they worked together all the same.On one hand, I hated that I wasn’t a part of their glamorous life in Los Angeles. I hated that I wasn’t on speaking terms with her assistant like I used to be back then. I hated that Nyla’s nanny didn’t even know me or bother to acknowledge me. I hated that I’d driven her away to the point that she couldn’t tell me I had a child with her back then. That she’d rather keep the news to herself and take care of our daughter independently.On the other hand, I was proud that despite how badly the internet had been on her case back then, she didn’t let it stop her. She was able to survive the cutthroat entertainment industry while being a single mother and was able to make something of herself. In just four years, she was able to