Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 72
Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 72 What of I say no?
VICTORIA’S POV
The world we live in can be a convoluted place, but my story adds a twist to it. At one point, I believed that I would go to any
lengths for Alessandro, even though he didn’t reciprocate my feelings. But eventually, I made the bold decision to bid him
goodbye. Yet, fate has brought us together once more, and this time around, he’s the one going above and beyond for me. I
must say, he’s putting his all into it!
Even though we didn’t get married yet, I am considering being his wife once again. However, he didn’t really ask for that.
These two weeks, he has kept me like a queen, as he promised. He fulfilled my physical desires and supported me emotionally.
He brought peace to my mind.
He went office late and came home early. Sometimes he did office tasks from home but didn’t let me feel bored when I wasn’t
working. On off days, he would take me out on dates and dotted on me over and over, making me greedy for his care and love.
He would always be on standby for my midnight cravings and kept a chef on night duty who would only serve me food if I wanted
at midnight. Sometimes, I wanted to go outside in the middle night, and he accompanied me without a hint of complaint.
Alessandro even banned me from entering the kitchen two days ago when I accidentally burnt my finger a little. Although it may
not have been a major problem, Alessandro acted with great urgency and care. He attended to me with the fervor of newlyweds
on their honeymoon, summoning a doctor home and ensuring that I received the best possible treatment as though I had
suffered a grievous injury such as the loss of a finger.
He even cooked for me on his off days. Sometimes, he would call me a couple of times from the office.
At times, his care annoyed me, yet I love his deeds—especially this change in him.

Basically, I am staying in his mansion and his bed like his wife, that used to be ours. Now, even half of it belongs to me, but I am
unsure how much equality I have in this without being his official partner.

I don’t know if he is planning to marry again or not. I have given him three months to prove himself. But Alessandro has proven
himself in just three weeks.
His care made me determined to accept him officially in my life, which I didn’t yet. I have decided to wait for three months. And I
really do hope that he is considering our marriage again.
Because if he doesn’t, then I don’t know what step I will take next. I want him in my life, and I want him fully, not like this.
This situation is certainly complicated for me, and over time, this is also making me nervous.
I sighed...
However, in all this, I have a little regret. I am still not on good terms with my brother. Antonio is still upset. He doesn’t like Aless
and does not talk to or about him.
Once a day, he would call me and inform me about the official work, as I was currently doing work from home. And would ask if I
am okay.
I tried to talk twice about Aless, but he simply ignored me and said, ‘I don’t want to hear anything about him till I forget that day,’
which seemed like an impossible task.
As I sat on the swing couch on the huge porch of our bedroom, I heard footsteps, and without even looking back, I knew who it
was.
I felt a kiss on my cheek and turned my head to the side, only to be kissed on my lips. I gasped, genuinely surprised, as I
watched my phone beside me.
“You came too early today; what’s the occasion?” I asked as Aless walked across and sat beside me, holding me in his arms.
I leaned on him, letting half of my weight to him. I do that often, and he does not seem to mind. He adjusted me comfortably and
kissed my neck before tucking a few hairs behind my ear.

“What occasion could be bigger than you?” He lifted his brow. “You are always the important one.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You know how to flirt, don’t you?”
He nodded. “Well, I tried it, but is it working?”

I shrugged. “What if I say no?”
“Then I will try more,” he nuzzled my neck, making me shiver in his hold.
He planted feathery kisses on my neck as his fingers circled my thighs. Goodness, this man is full of energy! I mean, yes, I know
I do crave his touch and that huge manhood of him. But he is wilder in bed!
Every single time, he would leave me sore between my thighs and his marks on me. Too much that the whole day I would only
feel him, and before it faded, he would do it again!
Well, I won’t complain, though.
“Victoria...” Aless called for me as I hummed in answer.
“Tomorrow, I have a dinner invitation. And I was hoping you could come with me. Will you?” He asked with his drop-dead sexy
voice.
I slightly tilted my head, looking at him, “Dinner invitation? You want to bring me with you?” I asked; I don’t know why but
somewhere in my mind, I never expected that. This one gesture means a lot. Especially when you are taking a pregnant woman
with you to the banquet, it’s a sign of official partners.
My heart flipped a couple of times as I bit down my lips.
“Are you sure?” I asked again.
He arched his brow. “What’s there to be sure? You are my woman, and I will bring you with me.” His gaze dropped a little.
“What? You don’t wanna come with me?”
He sounded a little low this time, and my stomach clenched tightly. “No, I... I wanna come. It’s just that I don’t want to face any
drama there.”
He grabbed my chin and pulled my face closer to him as he dropped a little peck on my lips. “I will not let any bad roam around
you, let alone touch you, sweetheart.”
I wanted to smile brightly but suppressed it and then nodded. “Fine, I will come with you.”
Well, how can I say no to this man? From me, everything will always be yes for him...

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