All Chapters of I LEFT WHEN HIS EX CAME BACK WITH HIS SON: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

BRANDONThalia left without looking back at me. She took off the dress, handed it to the sales assistant, and walked straight out of the boutique like the conversation we had never happened.I stood there for several seconds staring at the entrance. By the time I finally moved, the glass doors had already closed behind her and she was gone.The Mia shifted awkwardly beside me before clearing her throat. She held the red dress carefully in both hands and offered me a polite smile.“Sir, would you still like us to package this for you?” she asked. Her eyes moved briefly toward the entrance before returning to me.I looked at the dress for a moment. The image of Thalia wearing it flashed through my mind before I could stop it. She looked so pretty in the dress and I’ll be a fool not to buy it.“Yes, package it,” I said. I loosened my tie slightly and rubbed the back of my neck.“This red one?” she asked. Her smile widened when I nodded.“Yes, the red one,” I replied. “Just put it on my a

BRANDONClara blinked at me as though she hadn’t heard correctly. She even looked down at herself before looking back at me.“What?”“I said take it off.”Her smile faltered immediately.“Brandon, it’s just a dress.”“No. It’s not just a dress, and you know exactly who that dress was for.”Leo stood quietly near the staircase, his small hand gripping the railing while his eyes moved between us. I immediately lowered my voice because none of this was his fault.Clara crossed her arms and sighed.“I don’t understand why you’re reacting this way. You weren’t even using it anymore.”I stared at her for several seconds before letting out a disbelieving laugh.“Using it? Clara, it’s a dress I bought yesterday for my wife.”Her expression tightened instantly.“Your wife must not even want it then.”“That’s not your concern.”She scoffed.“Why are you acting as though I committed a crime?”“Because you walked into my house and decided my wife’s belongings were yours to wear.”Clara opened her

THALIA“Don’t you ever do that again because I am being very serious right now.” I said immediately the press left.He blinked once before shoving both hands inside his pockets.“Do what exactly because you’re going to have to be specific.”I laughed in disbelief and shook my head at him.“Don’t do that thing where you suddenly become confused because we both know exactly what I’m talking about.”His jaw tightened immediately, but he still kept his composure.I let out a laugh and took a step closer to him.“No. What you did was touch me without my permission, and if you ever do that again, I promise you that you will not like the outcome.”Before he could answer, more guests approached him and his parents, and the rest of the evening turned into one long performance that I couldn’t escape from.Hours later, my cheeks actually hurt from forcing smiles at people while pretending everything between Brandon and me was perfectly normal.By the time the party finally came to an end, I was

BRANDONI stood there staring at the front door long after Thalia had already left the house. I honestly didn’t know what shocked me more. The fact that she had walked away from the Langford mansion without looking back, or the fact that she was absolutely determined to end our marriage.This wasn’t one of our usual arguments anymore. This wasn’t another fight that would disappear after a few days of avoiding each other.She was serious.At this point, I genuinely wouldn’t be surprised if she showed up tomorrow morning with the remaining debt money and divorce papers sitting right on top of it. The scary part wasn’t the possibility itself, it was the fact that I could actually picture her doing it.“I believe you know you’re a Langford, Brandon.”I immediately straightened my posture.“Yes, sir.”He slowly turned around to face me. Even after years of being his son, there was still something about his presence that made me stand a little straighter.“So explain to me exactly what is

THALIAI took the day off from work and, for the first time in what felt like forever, my apartment was quiet. Adrian had practically ordered me to rest before the hockey camp preparations officially started, and I wasn’t about to argue with him because even my body was beginning to protest against how chaotic my life had become. I sat on my couch with my laptop open, my calculator beside me, and a cup of coffee that had already gone cold. The peace felt strange, but I welcomed it anyway.I opened my savings account for what had to be the tenth time this week and stared at the numbers on the screen. Then I reached for the agreement Brandon had signed at the party yesterday and unfolded it carefully. Fifty percent. Fifty percent and I would finally be done with him. I leaned back against the couch and exhaled because for the first time since my father died, everything actually felt possible again.My phone suddenly started vibrating on the coffee table. I glanced at the screen and