A Divorce He Regrets (Alissa Nexus) novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58

ALEXANDER

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The tie was fine. It had been fine the first time I adjusted it and the tenth time after that, but here I was, fixing it again like a nervous schoolboy. The polished mirror in the car visor reflected a man who was supposed to be composed, confident. Instead, my fingers fumbled with the knot for what felt like the hundredth time.

This wasn’t me. I didn’t get nervous. Not during business negotiations, not ever. But this wasn’t just business, or any of the other things I’d perfected over the years. This was Raina.

She had always had this effect on me, even before I was foolish enough to let her go. And now, as I sat in my car, parked just a few yards from the Graham property, waiting for the right time to make my move, I felt like I was twenty again, standing outside her door, waiting to ask her on our first date.

Except this wasn’t a first date. This was an apology wrapped in a desperate attempt to win her trust back.

I checked my watch again, the seconds dragging like hours. It was still too early, but I couldn’t sit idle. The dress I had sent her should’ve arrived earlier in the day, and I couldn’t stop imagining her in it. Deep emerald green–her favorite color. She’d always looked stunning in green, like it was made for her.

When the clock finally struck the hour, I started the car and drove the short distance to her house. Luck was on my side when I saw her stepping outside, about to get into her car. Perfect timing.

I parked, stepped out, and called her name.

“Raina!”

Her body stiffened, and she turned slowly, her expression an annoyed mix of surprise and exasperation.

“What are you doing here, Alex?” she asked, her tone sharp, like she was already preparing for a fight.

I smiled, ignoring the bite in her words. “I wasn’t about to let my… I stopped myself just in time. My wife. The word almost slipped out, but she didn’t know the truth yet. That revelation would take time, and I couldn’t afford to blurt it out now. date,” I finished smoothly. “I wasn’t about to let my date head to the restaurant on her own, especially when you’ve only just recovered.”

She crossed her arms, her gaze narrowing with barely concealed irritation. “I said I’d meet you there,” she said sharply. “I don’t need an escort.”

“Maybe not,” I replied, taking a deliberate step closer, my voice calm but persistent, “but I’m already here. W n’t we just head there together?” I gestured toward my car, keeping my tone light, almost playful, as if her resistance didi.. aze me.

Her lips parted, and for a split second, I thought she was going to dig her heels in, but instead, she let out a quiet huff. That small sound spoke volumes–annoyance, resignation, and maybe a hint of acceptance, all wrapped into one.

Her eyes flicked to the car for a moment before she brushed past me, her shoulder just barely missing mine. “Fine,” she muttered, her voice clipped as she strode toward the car, her heels clicking against the pavement with a precision that matched her mood.

Thid my smile, trailing behind her. She might have been annoyed, but she didn’t outright refuse. In my book, that was progress.

The ride was quiet, the kind of silence that buzzed with unspoken words and tension. I didn’t mind. It gave me a chance to glance at her, to take her in without being obvious. From the corner of my eye, I noticed how the dress hugged her figure perfectly, the emerald green fabric bringing out the warmth in her skin and the depth in her eyes. She looked stunning–more than stunning, actually. She looked like the woman I remembered the one I had let slip through my fingers.

Her phone buzzed, cutting through the stillness like a knife. It rested on the console between us, the screen lighting up with a name I didn’t recognize. She glanced at it briefly but didn’t make a move to answer.

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Chapter 58

“Not going to answer that?” I asked, keeping my tone casual, though my curiosity was already piqued.

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