Dear Ex Wife Please take me back (Athena and Alex) novel Chapter 148

ALEX

I knew it the second Luca dragged me into the damn restaurant, waving some bullshit excuse about trying a new steak, I'd regret it.

I was having a good week and was looking forward to seeing Athena. I had to leave the following morning because I had a work emergency.

But I had Ian and Isabelle ensure she did her tests. The meeting turned to shit and I had to stay out of the country for some days till It was fixed.

Seeing it was only 7PM and Athena only got out at 10PM, I gave into Lucas's annoying demand.

But nothing could have prepared me for this.

Her hand in his.

His thumb stroking over her skin like he owned it.

And that look, that look in her eyes when he leaned in.

I felt my blood freeze.

Then boil.

She was about to kiss him.

She was actually going to kiss Zayan.

I could have killed men for less.

The sight before me rips something open in my chest. All the progress I thought we were making laughed me in the face.

Was there ever progress?

Standing here, watching the woman I fucking love to death give someone else the softness that used to be mine makes me feel things I can't explain.

But they all end with this fucker burried six feet under.

Luca’s voice breaks the air.

“Well, this is cozy.”

Zayan freezes, turning his head. Athena stiffens in place, her lips parting slightly in shock.

I step forward, my voice low but cracking like thunder through the restaurant.

“What the fuck are you doing with my wife?”

Zayan laughs.

The bastard actually leans back in his seat, drapes an arm over the booth like this is funny.

“You’re delusional, man. Your wife? You’re divorced, you piece of shit,” he sneers. “And she’s My girlfriend. So I’d say what we do doesn’t concern you.”

Girlfriend?

The word punches me harder than I expect. My fists clench at my sides.

Luca apparently finds it amusing because he smiles as he asks.

“Girlfriend?”

My jaw tightens as I turn to face her. I hold back my anger and try so fucking hard to keep my voice leveled. I don't want to scare her off even though I'm so fucking pissed right now.

“Is this true?”My eyes never leave hers. “Are you with him?”

She doesn’t speak right away.

Doesn’t deny it either.

Just silent.

And that silence?

That silence fucking breaks me.

Because this is it, isn’t it?

This is the moment my biggest fear comes true.

She’s choosing him.

The man she calls when she’s scared. The man she clings to when she forgets who held her. The man who got her yes.

That man is not me and it wrecks me.

Was this what she meant by accepting his proposal?

I know I've fucked up so many times but won't she give me atleast one more chance?

I swear I'd do anything to have her back in my arms again.

My hands curl into fists, the sound of my blood roaring in my ears louder than anything around me.

I can barely think past the storm raging inside my chest.

I need to hear her say it.

Even if it rips what’s left of me in half.

“I asked you a question,”

She finally looks at me.

“You have no right asking me that question, Alex. Who I date is none of your fucking business.”

“Leave us.” I announce.

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