All Chapters of A Repentant Ex-Husband: Come Back To Me, My Love: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Natalia walked alongside Keiden. The atmosphere between them was thick, heavy with an uncomfortable silence that made her feel a slight lump in her throat.Keiden kept his gaze fixed straight ahead; his steps were steady, but his demeanor was colder than usual. Natalia noticed it immediately and knew, with a pang of annoyance, that it was all Simon’s fault.His cynicism and suggestive comments had planted a seed of doubt that now threatened to ruin any chance of building something with Keiden.“Can we go get some coffee? I need to talk to you,” she tried to sound calm, but her voice had a slight hint of anxiety.“Sure,” he replied without looking directly at her, his expression still distant.The café they arrived at was nearly empty. Upon entering, Keiden headed toward a table in the corner, and Natalia followed him, feeling the weight of his gaze on her back.She sat down across from him, not knowing where to start, but the discomfort was tightening her stomach. As the waiter handed

Back at her apartment, Natalia called Delia while rummaging through her closet for something suitable to wear to dinner.“How are things going?” Delia asked, in her usual lighthearted yet curious tone.“So-so. I’m surprised Keiden hasn’t said anything to me about Simon,” Natalia said, a hint of relief in her voice. “It was… different, as if he really trusted me.”“He’s a gentleman, unlike that ape Simon,” Delia replied with a snort. “I told you, Natalia, Keiden is on another level. I’m glad everything’s going well with him.Natalia laughed softly and then, with a touch of mischief, added:“And what about you? When are we setting up a double date with Keiden’s best friend?”Delia let out a nervous giggle, and Natalia couldn’t help but imagine her blushing on the other end of the phone.“Well… I won’t deny it. He’s my type, and I wouldn’t mind if things went further,” Delia admitted, with a shy laugh that made Natalia smile.“Then we have to plan it. It’ll be fun,” Natalia replied enthu

The tension in the air was palpable. Isabella, standing before him, looked at him with a mixture of desperation and anguish. His heart was pounding in his chest, and his words caught in his throat.“Simon…” Isabella took his arm with trembling hands, but he snorted and looked away from her, shaking his head.“You shouldn’t be here,” he said in a low, tense voice. Her touch made him feel even more distant. The warmth of her hands seemed to contrast with the ice that had taken hold of his insides. He took her hands firmly and pulled them away from him. “Isabella, this has nothing to do with you.”Isabella tried to stay strong, but the truth hurt too much. Anguish was reflected in her eyes, and her voice trembled as she spoke.“Of course it does,” she replied in a broken tone, but with a determination she was struggling to maintain. “I care about you because I love you.”Simon closed his eyes, as if doing so could push away the emotions threatening to overwhelm him.He felt empty, yet at

Simon’s house was dimly lit, with the curtains drawn and a bottle of whiskey sitting on the glass table in the center of the living room. Isabella’s words had been drilling into his head for days, repeating themselves like an endless echo.What she had confessed to him during their last meeting stirred a mix of uncertainty and anger, but what tormented him most was that he couldn’t confirm it.The only person who had the answer, Natalia, had made it clear she didn’t want to see him anymore. Yet frustration consumed him.He paced back and forth across the room, pinching the bridge of his nose. He thought about calling her once more, but he remembered their last exchange. Natalia had been firm.“Don’t contact me again, Simon. It’s best for both of us.”But how could he ignore what Isabella had hinted at? He was about to give in to the temptation to take his car and drive straight to Natalia’s house when his phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.Seeing the police captain’s name on the s

Simon walked out of the courthouse with a firm stride, but his mind was in chaos. He needed to talk to Isabella right away, demand answers, confront her endless string of lies, but when he looked around, he realized she was gone.That woman had an almost supernatural ability to vanish when things got complicated.A frustrated growl escaped his lips. For a second, he wanted to punch something, to unleash all that pent-up fury, but he took a deep breath and forced himself to stay calm.“Damn it, I should have been faster,” he thought as his gaze swept the area.That was when he saw Roberto and Graciela, Natalia and Isabella’s parents, standing near the courthouse steps.Both looked distraught, especially Graciela, who seemed to have been crying. Noticing Simon’s presence, they approached him with quick steps.“Simon, what’s going on?” Graciela asked in a tone that was somewhere between pleading and desperate. “How did we get to this point? They’re my daughters! This is a nightmare...”S