All Chapters of Chasing back my ex-wife: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Leo’s POVI stood at the kitchen entrance, leaning slightly against the frame, just watching Kiara.There was something about moments like this that felt like if I blinked too long, it might disappear.She was completely focused, a headset resting over her ears as she moved with ease—stirring and tasting. The soft hum of whatever she was listening to blended with the quiet bubbling of the soup.And the aroma? Gosh! It filled the entire space, rich and warm, wrapping around me until my stomach responded instantly.I smiled to myself.I just hope I never get to annoy her ever again. Not the careless, selfish version of me that took everything for granted.Now, I just wanted to make her happy.To make both of them happy.To make up for all the time I had lost.I pushed myself off the wall and walked toward her slowly.“Mmmm… this smells so nice,” I said, my voice low as I reached her.Without hesitation, I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, pulling her gently against me. She d

Kiara’s POVI didn’t expect walking into Leo's office to feel that normal.Yes, I used to enter it for professional purposes, but now I entered as someone that belonged there.The meeting had ended over an hour ago, but I was still seated in his office, going through a set of layout drafts on my laptop.Leo stood across from me, leaning slightly over the desk, watching me.“Why are you staring at me like that?,” I said without looking up.“I’m observing,” he corrected.I scoffed lightly.“Same thing.”“It’s not,” he replied calmly. “Staring is creepy. Observing is intentional.”That made me glance up at him. “And which one are you doing?”A small smile tugged at his lips.“I’m being Intentional.”I shook my head, trying not to smile back, and returned my focus to the screen.“This space needs to be opened up,” I said, pointing at the layout. “Your reception area feels too boxed in. First impressions matter.”“It’s functional,” he argued.“It’s boring,” I countered immediately.He exha

Leo’s POVEveryone in my office was looking so focused and the atmosphere was so quiet. You could only hear the sound of machines. Everyone was working twice as hard in order to avoid the tragedy that happened in my company before. I leaned back slightly in my chair, eyes scanning the figures on my screen. Revenue projections. Recovery charts. Client reacquisition stats.We were slowly getting there.I rubbed my jaw, exhaling under my breath. Things didn’t feel like they were collapsing around me.And then, I remembered Kiara.A small smile tugged at my lips at the thought of her.She had done more than she probably even realized. Not just financially. Not just professionally. But she has brought peace and happiness to me.And this time, I wasn’t going to mess that up.My phone buzzed on the desk, breaking my thoughts.Unknown number. I frowned.For a second, I considered ignoring it. These days, unknown numbers came with too many problems attached. But something in me said pick it

Leo’s POVI barely slept, even when I closed my eyes, my mind didn’t. Miriam’s voice kept replaying in my head. “You have 48 hours.”It had sounded like a bluff at first. But I don't think so now.I sat at my desk in my office, staring at the same document for the past ten minutes without actually reading a single word.Everything was just so blurry to me. All I could think about was time.I glanced at my phone again and exhaled slowly and leaned back in my chair, rubbing my face.“One hundred thousand dollars…” I muttered.It wasn’t like I had never seen that kind of money before. But right now, everything I had was tied up into rebuilding, paying staff, stabilizing operations and keeping the company afloat.And even if such money comes, it's definitely not something I can just throw at blackmail like that.My phone buzzed. I froze. I was really deep in thoughts.Then I grabbed it quickly. It was Miriam.I stared at the screen for a second before answering.“Hello.”“Time is ticking,

Kiara’s POV“Okay… wait. I think I have something.”The words came out fast, before I could even fully process the idea. I was already pacing the room, arms folded tight against my chest, my mind running in ten different directions at once.Leo looked up at me from where he sat, his brows pulling together.“What is it?” he asked.I stopped in front of him.“What if we trick her?”His expression shifted slightly.“Trick her how?”“Yes,” I said quickly, my thoughts starting to align. “Think about it. What if we send her a fake transfer alert? Then when she calls you, because she will. And probably say it didn't reflect on her own end, You now tell her you’ve sent it. That she should go to the bank and confirm.”Leo’s eyes narrowed slightly. I could tell he was following.“And?” he asked.“And,” I continued, my voice picking up pace, “we alert the police ahead of time. They’ll be waiting at the bank. The moment she steps in, boom, she gets arrested for blackmail.”For a second, the room