The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) novel Chapter 70

The Woman at the Door 

HANNAH’S POV: 

THAT SAME NIGHT: 

“It’s almost midnight, Hannah, and I was trying to call you because an hour ago when I was just checking up on the kids, I noticed Amelia was burning up…..” He informed me and my eyes went wide, instantly sobering up. 

“What? Where is she?” I asked raising my voice walking in the direction of the stairs but not only did he stop me but I was surprised seeing his friend, Jacob and Cherry heading down the stairs. 

“She’s asleep now. I had our family doctor cone check her up, and he informed that it was as a result of the medicine and her condition. She’s okay…” He spoke reassuringly and walked towards me and embraced me as I was just standing dumbfounded. 

Being in his arms felt weirdly comforting and he smelt so good, I wanted to hold him tightly and sniffle, and question why I decided to go out knowing Amelia’s condition. 

It was as though he could read my mind because his next words were, “It is not your fault. You deserve to have a nice night out…..I’m sorry for being angry you were out…I was just mad you weren’t out with me.” 

His words made me feel even warmer and I could feel my hands reaching to hug him back, remembering the word of the old CEO, on having a partner for times of chaos 

Is this what he meant? How could just feel so at peace just being embraced with a soft kiss placed on top of my head? 1 

“Maya?” I called hesitantly, taking a step towards her and running down the stairs, but she didn’t respond to me. Her eyes locked instantly on Jacob and Cherry, and her lips twisted into a brittle smile that didn’t reach her eyes. 

“Oh, this just made my night even worse,” she said bitterly, her voice loud enough to slice through the thick silence that had settled around us. 

Jacob shifted uncomfortably, running a hand over his neck. “Maya, please don’t.” he muttered under his breath, but she only laughed sharp and humorless. 

“Don’t start?” she repeated, her laughter bubbling out louder now, almost manic. “You bring your sweet little angel here, and you’re telling me not to start? Oh please. I just knew it…I knew it from that night. I am never wrong. 

“Maya?” Cherry asked softly, her brows furrowed in confusion, but Maya’s glare darted to her so quickly that Cherry’s words died in her throat.