The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) novel Chapter 128

HANNAH’S POV: 

The day flew by in a blur of meetings and emails. Work was booming. Our next collection was already in demand before we even finalized half the designs. I felt alive again, truly alive but then again, I was just tired. 

By late afternoon, my phone buzzed and I glanced at it seeing it was Elijah texting and he pointed our 

“I’m at the office. Security’s tight today because of the board audit. Meet me here and we’ll go together to the theatre.” 

I smiled at the screen and told him it was no problem and warned him not to keep me waiting and he texted a ‘yes ma’am’ along with a laughing emoji with a heart emoji in response. 

“You two are always on your phones and smiling. Do you two care what’s going on with me?” Maya asked angrily and it was then it dawned on me that I was seated with both her and love sick Lucas, having cookies and coffee since we were on break. 

“Of course we care about you. Is everything okay? Are you good?” I quickly set my phone to the side inquired, holding her hands from across the table. 

“Lucas, can you stop giggling and focus on me? I mean, isn’t the honeymoon stage over?” She asked and both Lucas and I glanced at each other and laughed. 

“No, sweetheart. Everyday here is the honeymoon phase. But you have all my attention, who isn’t treating you right?” He asked, placing his phone on the table and she rolled her eyes dramatically. 

“On the contrary, I’m getting treated right, but I don’t think you’re going to like who it is, since he is not a billionaire or career man like you two’s partners.” She pointed out. 

“Fine!” We made a bet, laughing and we then rushed towards her and I instantly rushed towards her and when I looked up at her. 

I loved them so much and their bickering. 

It was finally the close of the day, and I felt that familiar mixture of exhaustion and quiet pride settle into my bones. The office gradually emptied out, staff waving goodnight as they trickled away one by one. The hum of ambition softened into silence, leaving only the distant whirr of the air conditioner and the faint scent of fabric 

and perfume lingering in the halls. I shut down my computer slowly, rereading my to-do list for tomorrow, but my thoughts were already elsewhere on Elijah waiting at the office, on Amelia in her little costume, on the way her eyes had sparkled that morning when she talked about her performance. My lips curved into a small smile at the thought.