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Chase saw Mrs Black glared at him in fury and resentment. He expected it to be so. He didn't mean to disrespect her this way by getting married to her daughter without her consent. But the decision came so quickly and abruptly. He took advantage of her rejection by her family to tell the world that he loves her and intends to spend the rest of his life with her. Mrs Pricillia hates him very much now and he knows it. But he's her son in-law now. He would make things right between them and get the daughter and mother reconciled together.

"Christ, woman. Yeah, I’m hard as rock, happy now? your words alone have me throbbing. If you weren’t family... I’d have you gagging on my dick, tears streaming as you take it deep. But you are. Chase is my blood. It is forbidden." "The forbidden never felt this good," she whispered, edging closer, her hand brushing his robe’s edge. "Imagine it—your son’s wife, swallowing your load while he’s clueless self is fucking around. I’d swirl my tongue around your thick head, suck until you bless and fuck my throat like the deserve hole it is."

“I am going nowhere. This is my room as much as it is yours. I am your wife.” There was some kind of amusement in his eyes as he stared intently at me. Just then, he cackled. “You do have a wild imagination, lady. You were my wife by force, not choice. To think you really took the title to heart. I don’t think I have ever come across someone as trashy as you are. Being rejected many times still doesn’t stop you. Now I understand why you and your mother are so miserable. You will never get anyone to want you as you desire.”

I shove his hands off me and pushed him a little farther away. "Weren't you prepared at all when you abducted my wife?" "Your wife? Do you even love her or you want her home to be divorced?. "Hmmm.... What do you know about love when your own mate rejected you even before you could build anything with her" I said ..this time he collected a gum from one of his men and shot it at me but he missed. I knew how his mate Eva rejected immediately they found out they were mated to each other and how he cried his eyes out.

He pushed off from the desk, his crutches clicking on the floor as he followed her. The officer’s voice echoed down the hallway, “Sir, you need to stay here!” But Chase ignored her, his eyes fixed on the door she had disappeared through. He pushed open the door, his crutches scraping against the frame. The officer spun around, her eyes widening in surprise. “Sir, I told you to wait!” Chase’s face was set in a fierce scowl. “I’m not waiting anymore. I need to see my wife.” The officer stood her ground, her hands on her hips.

she scoffs, almost offended by my question, and I wave it off, clutching my backpack to my front as I fidget on my feet. “Did something happen? Is that why you were trying to avoid me?” she asks, her voice an octave lower than it was a second ago, and I sigh, my eyes staying glued to the white tile of the bathroom floor, unable to meet her probing gaze. How can I tell her I was humiliated and rejected by the person I thought had feelings for me like I did for him? “Chase rejected me,” I murmured, and she gasps in shock, her feet quickly shuffling over to me.

“Let’s begin again.” And under the quiet stars, we stood together— Not who we were. But who we’d become. The End. Thank you for reading Chasing His Ex-Wife Back. New story Alert. Synopsis; In a world where possessive and powerful men rule, they can be arrogant, ruthless, and cruel. This world, Emily Greenfield exits in.

Then we can take it to the next level. My body trembles with excitement at the thought of him remembering everything and having me grant him permission to take me. Claim me as his. Which is what I have always dreamt of as his wife. It never happened. But it will. All my dashed hopes are now coming true. Nothing can stop us now from loving each other so much, just like it ought to be in our marriage, except for his loss of memory. Once it's back, everything will return to normal. And now that Eve is gone, disappearing into thin air just as she has appeared mysteriously, I am sure it is going to be a worthy second chance at love.

Her teeth clench, her eyes blazing. "You stole him from me! I should be his wife, not you!" "That's not true..." My voice is barely a whisper. "Oh, you of all people know it's true. If you hadn't come along, none of this would be happening. So, do yourself a favor and just divorce him." She glares at me, her voice dripping with venom. "Kairo is mine." Ding. The elevator chimes, and Faith steps out without looking back. I struggle to follow, each step heavy with betrayal.

I murmur, my voice lower now, heavier, my eyes dropping back to the paper in my hand like it’s the only thing keeping me grounded. My fingers tighten again, the edges creasing under the pressure. “I lost them.” The words hit harder. Because they’re not just words. They’re truth. My chest tightens painfully, something sharp sitting under it now, something I can’t push down no matter how hard I try, something that doesn’t fade, doesn’t move. The kind that doesn’t pass, the kind that sits. Because this isn’t just about finding out he’s mine. It’s about realizing what that means.