All Chapters of DEAR EX HUSBAND, YOU LOVED ME TOO LATE: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ANIKA’S POV“Are you sure about this, Anika?” Felicia asked.I simply shrugged.“That man has been bothering both my PA and you so much already, so why don’t I just give him what he wants and meet with him?”Simon Smith had sent at least five hundred emails in the past few days.And that was excluding the endless calls he had made, all with one singular intention.To meet AKINA.So that I could curate a custom wedding dress for Bree.So yes.I would probably meet him.But make no mistake.But make no mistake, this was not just going ahead to be some cliché where I by some magic end up forgiving any of them.No.Quite the opposite in fact.I was never going to forgive Simon Smith.Or Bree.This was all part of the plan.A little earlier than I would have preferred, but que sera, sera.Felicia still had those scrunched-up eyebrows that told me she was not convinced.“Bree is a crazy jealous woman who will not hesitate to make your life a living misery if she finds out that you are AKINA

LIAM'S POVI was buried under what felt like the eighth mountain of paperwork for the day.Blueprints were spread across my desk, my laptop was open to three different spreadsheets, and my phone had not stopped vibrating with calls from executives who suddenly believed every minor issue required my personal attention.Sure I loved being a CEO and I loved working,But the only downside to it was long hours, endless meetings, and a chronic dependence on coffee.I rubbed a hand over my face and reached for the next file when the door to my office creaked open.“Hey there, stranger.”My entire body reacted before my brain did.Anika was here, standing in the doorway like she had stepped straight out of every pleasant thought I had been trying not to have all day.My face split into a grin so wide that my cheeks hurt.I dropped the file immediately and stretched my arms toward her.“Come here, Angel.”She smiled that beautiful smile of hers and walked over to me without hesitation.The mom

LIAM’S POVI felt fear, true paralyzing fear, as I saw Anika just lying there surrounded by those bastards.They were touching her.Their filthy hands were all over her.For one horrifying second, everything inside me went completely still.The world narrowed until there was nothing left except Anika on the cold concrete, her blouse torn, tears streaking down her face, her body trembling like a leaf caught in a storm.And those two animals looming over her.Something inside me snapped.“Get your fucking hands off her!” I roared.Both men looked up.The one kneeling over Anika smirked. “Well, look who finally showed up.”The other stood to his full height and cracked his knuckles. “Little boyfriend here came to play hero.”I was already moving.The first punch landed square against the smirking bastard’s jaw.The sound of bone cracking echoed through the parking lot.He flew sideways, crashing into a parked car with enough force to dent the door.The second man lunged at me with the kn

SIMON’S POVI had just come back from another stressful meeting with Liam’s team, where I had never been berated more in my life.I was the CEO of Smith Construction and Design but Liam treated me like I was less than a pesky moth trapped against a windowpane. Flick. Dismissed. Flick again. Insignificant.And as if that was not enough, I had to deal with Liam smiling at his phone every one too many seconds.That irritated me more than I wanted to admit.Because I knew who was on the other side of that phone.Anika.Liam was closer to Anika in a way that I had never been.With Liam, Anika had this sexy charm around her, the way she smiled at him all the time, the way she dropped soft kisses on the side of his neck like she had no fear of being seen, no hesitation no ounce of shame.She was unabashed with him.It was like she had become someone else entirely.When we used to be together, she was meek, boring, dressed like a god damn grandma most of the time.Cardigans. Plain shoes. Hair

ANIKA’S POVI was lounging in the living room, trying and failing to relax while watching Off Campus.I kept shifting on the couch, muttering to myself, “Okay Anika, breathe, he said he was working late.”Still, I had sent at least fifty messages to Liam, and not a single reply had come through. I frowned at my phone.This was unlike him.I mean he was the reason I was this restless in the first place.Ever since what happened, Liam had insisted on total rest.I had to stay at home, all day every day without working and honestly, I was losing my mind.And now, here I was, staring at my phone like it had personally offended meWas he busy, or just flat out ignoring me?And I hate to be a brat complaining about nothing, and I definitely trusted Liam, but…Damn, he was supposed to be obsessed with me, wasn’t he? Not replying is driving me crazy.I tossed my phone onto the couch and groaned into a pillow.“This is ridiculous,” I muttered to myself, flipping the TV channel again to someth