Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Chapter 16

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 16

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 16 Did she save me that night?

ALESSANDRO POV

“Please, don’t go… VICTORIA!” I shouted after her, but she left. No! She can not leave me! I… I have to do something!

I can’t live without her by my side. Even if she is angry and hard on me, I will take everything, but I want her beside me. I will let her hate me, but not at the price of leaving me. No!

I did not care if I was injured or attached to wires; I removed the comforter over me and quickly got out of bed. However, I could not make it, and losing my balance, I fell to the ground.

Still, I struggled to stand up. I needed to stop her before she walked out on me. I don’t want our ways to be parted! Fuck! I need her in my bloody life!

“Victoria, wait!” I shouted, but she was gone, turning my fear into reality.

Lost, I stared at the closed door. She was gone. She left me!

I stood up, struggling. No, I can’t lose her. I was an idiot for ignoring her, and now I have realized my mistake. I will make everything right. Just let me out of this place once.

“Alessandro, she said you are divorced. Is it true?” Camilla said from beside me, trying to help me to stand up on my feet.

For a split second, I forgot she was here. Before she came, everything was going well. She was beside me. The moment she entered, Victoria left because of her viciousness.

Freeing my arm with a jerk, I glared at her coldly.

“Get out of here before I lose my patience!”

But she was Camilla, and she was not convinced yet. I don’t know if she ever cared for me in her life or just ran after me for her own motive.

“What kind of magic did she do to you that you can’t stop thinking about her even though you are divorced?” She retorted back, making me see red before my eyes. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

I swear I was being way too patient with her, more than she deserved. Just because she saved me once, she is using it for granted.

“Are you ignoring my warnings, Camilla? Do not push your luck hard.” I said, sitting at the edge of the bed.

“I am pushing my luck?” She said in disbelief. “How could you even think of saying that, Alessandro!?”

“Do not forget, you broke your leg in the accident, and I was the one who rescued you from there, risking my own life! I even hurt my wrist because of it, and I will never be able to play the piano again!” Camilla said as tears started falling from her eyes.

“I have always been there by your side no matter what. Even if I have to sacrifice my dream and career, I never left your side, and now you are ignoring me for that worthless woman?” She sobbed.

I felt my head hammering inside. Too fucking painful all this stress. And this woman is enough to send me to death bed alone!

I don’t know; for some reason, I started doubting the truth behind her words. Nothing seems authentic in it.

“Don’t avoid me, Alessandro.” She stepped forward to me as I looked up at her again.

“Do you remember when you told me that you would be responsible for me for a lifetime? You said that you would marry me. But then, you married Victoria instead!”

I raised my hand. “Camilla…”

“No, don’t stop me, Al! Even if you want me to go, I won’t!” She did not let me interrupt her as she continued,

“That woman was just a mere secretary before! She never deserved to marry you in the first place! All she did was drugged you and drag you to the bed, and then what? She faked her pregnancy and forced you into the marriage!”

She took a step forward as I arched my brow at her. Something is not right in her words. I could feel it, but I couldn’t really catch it.

“I was hurt, Alessandro. I was mad at you for not keeping your promise, but I realized your part too. That’s why I kept quiet.”

“I always thought you were forced to marry her. And I still believe that. Now that you are divorced and free Al, you can keep your promise now, right? Marry me, Alessandro. Fulfill your promise.” She touched my shoulder, which suddenly gave me a disgusted feeling.

I stood up, stable this time, and pushed her away, walking on the other side.

“Yes, I did promise you, and that was three years ago, Camilla. Later, I married Victoria. Though she left me now, I intend to get her back. I am sorry, I can’t marry you!” I rejected her.

I wish I had done it a long ago and not disrespected my wife. She wouldn’t have taken this decision if I didn’t force her.

“How am I not as good as her!?” Camilla almost shouted again, gaining my attention.

“Stop shouting; remember, this is a hospital. And I don’t want to discuss with you my move life. I have given your part of the answer clearly.”

“No! We are not done yet! You are divorced now, Alessandro! I don’t know why and how she left you, but she did! And didn’t you just see what happened last night at the party? She has found a new sugar daddy for herself!”

“Moreover, my family has more money, and I can help you with business!”

I feel more and more guilty about the way I treated Victoria in the past with each passing day. For the simple reason that, in retrospect, I can see what a wonderful wife and woman she was.

At least I never had to deal with such shit before.

I closed my eyes, inhaling a deep, sharp breath to calm myself, and then looked at her again.

“I am very grateful for what happened back then. For you saved my life. I am more than willing to make it up to you in other ways, and I only hope you won’t bother Victoria again with your actions or words.”

Camilla stared at me for some time before she laughed like a desperate maniac and then plastered a wicked smile on her face.

“Well, then Alessandro Devonte. You finally chose that bloody bitch over me, huh? Even after knowing what she did and what I did? Still expecting me to behave?”

She chuckled evilly before shaking her head.

“I never thought you would do this to me, Alessandro. And I will make sure you regret your decision.” With that, she left.

After she was gone, I sat on the bed alone. I was crazily missing Victoria’s presence around me and thinking about the past times of my life.

The more I think, the more things get confusing. And in all this, the main confusion is my vague memory of that night years ago when Camilla claimed she saved me while my thoughts and dreams say the other thing.

Did she save me that night?

Though there was no exact reason for me to think she was lying, I just could not believe her words anymore.

I need to find out about it. With that thought, I picked up my phone from the little table beside the bed and unlocked it. Immediately my eyes narrowed at it. It says it’s in full charge when I completely remembered having it less than fifty percent.

Does that mean… Victoria…

A rush of comfort waved through my body, relaxing me. Even after our divorce, she did not forget to care for me, even if it was just the return of the favor (in her words only; I will do it again and again if needed.).

I dialed Calvin’s number, and he picked up the call immediately.

“Director? How are you?!” He sounded half relieved and half panicked.

“Yeah, I am fine now. Thanks to Victoria.”

“Miss Blake?” He sounded confused. “She is with you now?”

First of all, I fucking hated him for calling her Miss Blake instead of Mrs. Devonte, and secondly, my mood turned off again, recalling how because of Camilla, she left!

“Stop talking too much!” I barked at him. “And instructed him to send me the reports of the accident that happened three years ago as soon as possible!”