NovelEnglishDear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 49
Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 49 Who is it?
ALESSANDRO’S POV
I came back to my office, heartbroken and devastated. I don’t have any energy left inside me; only my body is moving around
without my mind, as if something heavy was pressing my soul, trying to suffocate me.
At present, I am unsure of her whereabouts and have a pressing need to locate her. However, it seems that everything I had
worked on with my own efforts has been ruined.
I hurt her so much that she decided to leave without looking behind; I even hurt her last night, accusing her of things she never
did. She was a victim too, and I...
Leaning against the wall of the elevator, I pulled my hair in frustration, unable to focus on my work, thinking about how to locate
her and have a conversation with her.
The elevator ‘dang’ opened, and I walked toward my office when I saw Calvin coming out of my office.
Watching me, he immediately greeted me with a worried expression before speaking, “Elder madam is here.”
“Grandma?” I mumbled to myself, and he nodded.
I couldn’t help but sigh. I am already out of my sane, and now she is here for God knows what reason. If she started talking
about Camilla, I swear I would lose it and won’t care anymore if she was my grandmother.
I nodded when Calvin talked again. “Do you find Miss Bla... I mean, Miss Edwards?”
“No, she left.” I frowned at the thought and focused my gaze on him. “Along with the other two things, start searching for
Victoria’s current location. Find her as soon as possible.”
“Yes, sir!” He immediately left to do his tasks.
After he was gone to his desk, I walked to my office. Grandma was sitting on the sofa with a glass of water in hand..
Despite always being a smart and elegant woman who maintained herself well enough that her true age was a mystery to others,
I felt a tumultuous sensation in my heart. Among my loved ones, my mom, dad, and grandma have always shown the greatest
concern for me and my brother Dominic. However, grandma became even more anxious and attentive toward me following
Dominic’s passing.
I really do care for her. However, I also can’t let my care affect my relationship anymore. I have hurt Victoria so much before and
am still trying to repent. I can’t take any more risk.
Entering with a heavy heart, I caught my grandmother’s attention with the sound of my footsteps. Her gaze quickly shifted
towards me, and upon seeing me, her face brightened with joy as she promptly rose to greet me.
Touching my cheeks with her worried and teary eyes, she hugged me.
“Oh, thank God! You are fine! You didn’t pick up my call, Aless. I was so worried. My child, what happened to you?” Her tone is
broken by constant crying. “You look so dull, Aless. Tell grandma, what happened?”
I hold her hands, kissing them softly. “I am fine, grandma. Don’t worry too much about me; I will make everything right.”
She shook her head. “How could you even say that, Aless? I only have you, son. I can’t lose you. Watching you like this breaks
my heart. I...”
“No, grandma.” I shook my head. “Don’t try to comfort me. What is happening around me, I deserve all of it. It was all my fault. I
hurt her for three years and never stood up for her when she needed me most, and now, this is the after results, and I do
deserve this.”
I walked her back to the sofa, letting her seat down. Grandma only stared at me, clutching my hands tight.
“I won’t justify my actions or words, Aless; you are not only guilty but all of us...” She gulped before continuing, “just to let you
know that I will support you whatever decision you take.”
I slipped down from the sofa to the ground and kept my head on her thighs as she caressed my head.
“I will make everything right, grandma. I will bring her back no matter what.”
****
After a few hours of meeting with the board members about the new project, we want to start. Reywalt is an investment
company, and we have business spread around the world of many kinds.
Two hours later, I finally got time to walk out of the meeting room. I went to my office and sat on my chair, sighing helplessly.
Helplessness has become my best friend these days.
I pulled myself to the desk and looked at the photo frame holding Victoria’s photo—the one I captured in her first jewelry
exhibition in the stunning red dress.
Unfortunately, I don’t have any other photos of her, only this. I caressed her beautiful smiling face. So I wish to touch her for real.
“How?” It has been three months, but I am still searching for her as if she vanished into thin air, even though that is not the case.
Nevertheless, I refuse to give up and will persistently search for her until I am reunited with her.
Sigh...
I pressed her photo on my chest; this was the only way I could hug her.
As I was drowned in the thoughts of Victoria, Calvin suddenly burst in with tension creeping on his face.
“What happened?” I asked with a frown and slight confusion.
“Miss Camilla’s sentence was reduced! She is out of prison now,” he said with a disbelieving expression, which also transferred
to me.
“What the hell? How is that possible?” Edwards claimed a big charge on her, then how did she get out? Her family is not that
powerful. “Who helped her?!”
There is no way that I or any of my family members could have done it, as I have carefully monitored everyone. Specifically, I
have kept a close eye on grandma and Aunt Gina.
“That’s the main problem, sir. The lawyer who represented her in court has recently come back from overseas to defend her
case. This lawyer is influential in his field, and getting this lawyer is hard!”
“Who hired him for her?” Because surely Camilla can’t hire him by herself.
He shook his head. “It is still unknown who hired him. It seems like someone is secretly helping her.” Calvin confirmed, which
made me worried.
Camilla surely did negative things, but she is not powerful enough to hire a high-profile lawyer on her own. If someone is helping
her, then who is it and why?
I tapped on the desk, feeling strongly that this matter needed to be looked into. The White family has repeatedly caused too
much harm to Victoria, and I will not tolerate it any longer.
I looked up at Calvin standing just before my desk, waiting for my order.
“I want every single project of Whites—all of it. I want to see them on the road and then wait... Who is so kind to help them?”
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