All Chapters of MY EX WANTS THE CHILD HE ONCE REJECTED BACK: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Elena's POV The meeting had barely started before Tracy began questioning almost every idea I presented. Every time I explained part of our proposal, she found something to criticize. She spoke with a calm smile on her face, but I could hear the challenge in her voice. It was obvious she wasn’t trying to improve the meeting. She simply wanted to make me look bad in front of everyone. “Ms. Elena,” Tracy interrupted, stopping me halfway through my presentation. “Don’t you think this plan is moving a little too fast? I don’t think it’s ready yet.” I looked at her calmly before answering. “Thank you for your concern, Ms. Tracy. We’ve spent months working on this project. We’ve studied the market carefully, and we’re confident this is the right time to move forward.” She folded her arms and leaned back in her chair. “Confidence is one thing,” she replied. “But rushing a project like this could be a big mistake.” I smiled politely. “I understand your opinion, but delaying this project

Author’s POVJust as Dorian opened his mouth to ask Elena another question, his phone suddenly rang. The sharp sound broke the quiet moment between them. He glanced at the screen, and the calm expression on his face disappeared almost instantly.“I need to take this,” he said quietly.Without waiting for a reply, he stepped a few feet away and answered the call in a low voice, making sure Elena couldn’t hear the conversation.Elena remained where she was, letting out a slow breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding. Her thoughts were all over the place. She knew Dorian wanted to ask more about Raven, but she wasn’t ready. Five years of pain, running from her past, and keeping the truth buried couldn’t be explained in a few minutes. Not now. Not when she was still trying to protect Liam and the life they had built.A few minutes later, Dorian slipped his phone back into his pocket and walked over to her. His face was calm again, but there was a seriousness in his eyes that hadn’t

Author’s POV Raven kept walking toward her.Each step brought him closer, yet Elena couldn’t make herself move. Five years had passed since she last saw him, but standing there now, it felt as though no time had passed at all. The memories she had buried so deeply threatened to rise to the surface, but she forced herself to stay calm. She was no longer the broken woman who had walked away with nothing. She was the co-owner and Creative Director of V&C, and everyone in the room was watching.Just as Raven was only a few steps away, a cheerful voice called out from behind him.“Mr. Calloway!”Raven stopped and turned.A distinguished man in his late forties walked over with a broad smile. It was Richard Peterson, one of the company’s senior executives and an important partner in the project.“There you are,” Richard said warmly as they shook hands. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. I was beginning to think you’d slipped out without saying hello.”Raven smiled politely. “I’m sorry

Author’s POVFinally, Stacy spoke. “Raven?” Stacy repeated slowly, as though searching through an old memory. She paused again before her voice rose with disbelief. “Do you mean the Raven? Like Raven Calloway?” Another brief silence followed before she asked in shock, “That Raven?”She nodded.“ Oh my god! I rolled my eyes at her theatrics. “ “Tell me… how did it feel seeing the man who broke your heart again?” Stacy asked.Elena lowered her gaze, her fingers tightening around the phone until her knuckles turned white.“It felt…” she began, but the words caught in her throat. She drew in a shaky breath before forcing herself to continue. “It felt like someone had ripped open a wound I’d spent five years trying to stitch back together.”Despite her efforts to sound composed, her voice cracked, betraying the storm raging inside her.“I kept telling myself I’d moved on,” she confessed quietly. “I convinced myself that if I ever saw him again, I’d look at him the same way I look at any othe

Raven's POVRichard Peterson’s office door closed behind me, but my thoughts never left the woman I had seen at the presentation.Elena.Five years.For five years, I had searched for answers without finding a single trace of her. Then, out of nowhere, she appeared in front of me as though she had never left. Not as the quiet wife I once knew. Not as the broken woman who had walked away after our divorce. She was now the co-owner and Creative Director of V&C, standing confidently before a room full of investors and business leaders. She spoke with confidence, commanded attention without trying, and looked nothing like the woman I remembered. Yet those eyes… I would recognize them anywhere.I leaned back in my office chair and rubbed a hand across my face. The presentation replayed in my mind over and over again. Every word she had spoken. Every time our eyes met. Every expression on her face. She looked calm, professional, and completely untouchable. But for one brief second, when I w