All Chapters of Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex-Husband!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

SHAWN“What do you mean that the patient has been discharged?” I asked the nurse I saw strolling out of the private ward that I had been guarded against. The nurse shrugged, looking between me and the three policemen that the Police Chief had let me have so I could get access to my wife. “Exactly what I said. She has been discharged.” And then, without another word, she walked away with her nose in the air. I wondered what else she knew. Or was she among our customer base? “We will be returning to the police station then…” I frowned at the police officers, who looked far too relieved at that notion. But of course, the Vikings would inspire that in them. Nevertheless, I needed my wife. “You are not going anywhere until I get my wife, unless you three want to lose your jobs.” That shut them up quickly. “We are going to the Viking Estate, and you all will make sure my wife follows me home. Am I clear?” The police officers nodded, though their hesitation was palpable. I scoffed and

ELARAI bit down the urge to ask Julian to quit the dramatics of calling this stranger "brother-in-law." The man looked familiar, but I didn't have time to place him because I saw, with immense pleasure, Shawn blanching. A better idea to deal with him began to form—one to tide me over before the truth I had scheduled about him went live in a few hours. As a kneeling Shawn looked between me and the stranger stepping further into the room, I put on a fantastic smile and beamed at the newcomer. “Hey, honey…” Shawn literally convulsed as he struggled to his feet. His hands were shaking; his lips were shaking. “No, no. Elara, no,” he kept muttering, his eyes wide enough to make him look like a bug-eyed goblin. “Not him… Elara… You love me, and I love you… forgive…” He was still rambling when the stranger finally spoke. “Careful, Shawn Lindays. Don’t talk to my woman like that in front of me.” I raised a brow, though the smile remained fixed on my face as I perused the stranger once

ELARABy all checks, Killian was the best man for the job of a husband. The fact that he was already my betrothed only made the transition easier. Yet, for some reason, I felt that his streak of unpredictability—even in business—might be an alarming thing. That, and the strange effect his presence seemed to have on me. I curbed the latter thought immediately, chalking it up to being bereft of affection for so long that any attention at all seemed to push my buttons. Yes, that had to be it.I watched him stroll toward the door with my brothers following close behind. I knew he would be able to convince the media of our union just as quickly; he was a traditional male, eager to assert boundaries and play the protective bear. I wouldn't complain, mostly because I knew it would drive Shawn absolutely insane. The mere thought of it brought a smile to my lips.I got to my feet and followed them outside to witness the drama. In the large compound, Shawn was ranting, flanked by two police

SHAWN“Fuck!!” I screamed in sheer frustration, kicking the dresser hard. My red tie has refused to stick around my neck the way Elara usually did it. Worse, every fumbled attempt at the knot forced me to face the reality again—that she had upped and left me, without a single thought on who would fill her role. But no one could now, could they? I admitted that truth to myself, my face a scowled mask as I tried to knot the tie again. My phone buzzed on the stand, but I didn't reach for it. I had answered enough calls in the hours following the release of our dirty linen in public to last me a lifetime. I had no urge to subject myself to that this early, not when I had an interview to prepare for and the board meeting at noon. No, I had no time for more calls. Yet… the stupid tie wouldn't just knot the way I wanted it to. I gritted my teeth and flung it away from my neck in anger, breathing in and out harshly. Elara. I shut my eyes, trying to rein in the fury, but it wasn’t help

SHAWNThe interview went well, I believed so anyway, as there was nothing else I could do but hope. It had been hard fighting such true, damning evidence, but I was banking on the good name we have built for some years in the public’s eye. That, together with the hacking into our company’s servers, made a good collaboration—a story that some evil people, not pleased with our success, were after us. Of course, that didn’t stop some shareholders from pulling their shares, nor did it stop the loss we were incurring as a company, but it could allow us to breathe and float for a while while we ran around trying to repair the damages. Although I’m not sure how much we could cover without the input of men like S.N., and other investors…We needed investors, a truckload of them, if I was going to pull this off. If only Elara had told me about her true heritage… I sighed and ruffled my hair in frustration, the strands feeling brittle between my fingers. If only… then her brothers alone co