Chasing His Ex-wife Back Novels & Stories

He asked, willing to cooperate. When Johnson told him what he wanted from him, the assistant was stunned. " I'm afraid that I can't do what you're asking me, Sir." The assistant responded. Johnson was irritated by his refusal, however, he muttered as honestly as possible, " I know it's not right to stalk someone but she won't come to me willingly if I call for her. I have no alternative but to act in such an uncool way." The assistant viewed Johnson as pitiful and helpless. He decided to help him track Alexandrine. From there, he did all he could to lend his boss a hand and that's how he was able to find out his ex-wife was at her parent's house.

"Theo, what should we do now? Will that man come back and cause trouble for you again?" "It no longer matters whether he came looking for trouble. Aurora, Rose is missing and I've got to find her. I'll have someone come here to take care of you, and I'll assign many bodyguards to this place. Stay here by yourself for now. It's fine if you want to go out for some sightseeing, just bring a bodyguard along." "What did you say?" Aurora asked in shock. "You want to look for your ex-wife? But why?" "She's my ex-wife and she's missing. I have to go look for her."

"Helping me? You're delusional, Chase. Are you forgetting that I have a husband? You did crash my wedding reception, so I am sure that you know that; maybe you are just forgetting that important fact. I love my husband, Chase, I love the family that Adrian and I are building together, and you have no right to interfere with neither my marriage nor my family." Chase's expression turned cold and calculating, the mask of charm that he had on slipping away for a moment. "Oh, I know," he said with a sneer. "That's why I sent a little message to your beloved husband, using your phone. It implies that you've eloped with me. By the time they figure out the truth, we'll be long gone."

"I gave you a life! People love you!" "I don't want their love!" I stepped toward her, my boots leaving wet ink prints on the carpet. "I want my daughter back. I want the man I love. And I want revenge on the woman who took them away." I lunged for the tablet on the wall where Elle was trapped. The writer tried to grab my arm, but I pushed her aside. She hit the floor, sobbing. She wasn't a master or a god. She was just a lonely woman who had lost control of her own mind.

I barely registered the people I passed or noticed the looks I received. Until— “James.” Isabel’s voice cut through the haze, and I stopped and turned back to see her. She was looking at me closely, her brows slightly furrowed as she studied my expression. “What’s wrong?” I didn’t answer immediately. Because what exactly was I supposed to say? That I had just watched my ex-wife kissing another man? And that the man in question happened to be my biggest competitor? Could I tell her that something about it had unsettled me in a way I couldn’t explain?

I barked at her, my grip on my hair loosed and I let it slid to my lap. I had failed Valerina. I had failed my wife. I shouldn't have listened to Julianne. I definitely shouldn't have believed the doctor. Valentina loved me, she loved me so much. I was such a fool and I was blinded by jealousy to realized Val wouldn't have done such. Val didn't cheated on me. I betrayed her. I betrayed our marriage. “You…” I picked up my phone and stood up from my seat, turning my gaze to Julie who hadn't moved an inch from where she was standing. “You better don't be here when I get back because I will fucking kill you and bury you myself.”

“Careful. Or you might trip on your toys.” Groaning again, I slammed the door behind me and pressed my breath against it as I tried to catch my breath. I could never fully escape from him, could I? From the look of things, these three days were about to be a really crazy ride. Asides from building my career again, I would have to learn to resist the temptation of my ex husband. Would I win against my feelings? Or would I lose? No matter how irresistible and hot Roman was, I was determined to win.

like she was fighting herself and losing. And God… so was he. The kiss wasn’t a mistake to him. He knew that. Every sensible part of him was screaming that it should be. Because she is his ex-wife, the woman he’d let slip through his fingers, the one he had no claim on anymore. But it wasn’t nothing. It was everything. And he wanted more. His hands curled into fists, nails biting into his palms. But he wasn’t going to stop trying and maybe, just maybe if Briella knew everything he’d hidden from her she would….

She went upstairs after that. After Sophia left, Chase rubbed his butt and asked Elliot, “What’s going on here? Who is that woman?” Elliot almost laughed when he saw the bruises on Chase’s eye. “Why are you being so nosy? Weren’t you shooting a film in Utah?” “I came back. Spill it. Who is that woman? Did they send her to you as a gift?” “No. Grandpa found her for me.” “Is she your wife?” Chase pointed at him, “Do you have a wife now? You disloyal bastard. Are you giving up on my younger sister?”

She jumped off the bed and dashed through the doors. I exhaled and stood up to stretch my legs, I had spent an hour in that bed, I slept and I had the silliest dream, I dreamt Chase was here and he has settled all the drama and the fights and we actually worked together, he stopped the mafia and drug life and we just become the regular corporate couple. But that’s impossible because first of all, I don’t want a regular corporate life and Chase would rather die than acknowledge the fact that I was his wife.