Chasing back my ex-wife의 모든 챕터: 챕터 181 - 챕터 190

Leo’s povThe music was too loud just as I wanted.I wanted something strong enough to drown out the sound of Kiara’s voice repeating in my head.I threw back another shot without even thinking.The bartender barely looked surprised anymore.Probably because I’d been sitting there for almost an hour drinking like a man trying very hard not to think.Unfortunately, thinking was all I could do.The way Kiara smiles at Luke and even defending himWas she tired of me?I exhaled sharply and motioned for another drink.“Rough night?”I ignored the voice at first. Then a woman slid onto the stool beside me.She has long dark hair, red lipstick, short body con gown that made her figure visible even while sitting.The type of woman who already knew men looked at her.Normally I would’ve walked away, but I didn't have the strength tonight for all that.“Is it that obvious?” I muttered.She smiled slightly. “You’ve been trying to murder that whiskey glass for ten minutes.”I let out a humorless

Kiara’s POVI realized that I couldn’t look at him. Not because I was only angry, but because every time my eyes landed on he's face, those pictures flashed right back into my head.I felt sick in the gut.“Kiara.”His voice pulled me back slightly, but I still didn’t turn fully toward him.Behind us, Sophia was humming softly to herself while eating cereal.Leo stepped closer again. “Talk to me.”A laugh almost escaped me. Talk? Was he serious right now?I gripped the edge of the counter harder.“You should shower,” I said quietly.He frowned slightly and smelled himself.“Are you indirectly saying I stink?”But I didn't say a word.Then something shifted in his expression. Confusion.His eyes narrowed slightly as he studied my face again.“What’s wrong?”I finally looked at him. And gosh! The worst part was that I still loved him.Even now that I'm tanding here feeling humiliated and stupid and broken all over again—I still loved him.That realization hurt more than the betrayal its

Kiara’s povThe hotel suite was beautiful. Too beautiful, actually. Everything looked perfect—the cream-colored furniture, the soft lighting, the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city.But it didn't feel like home.I stood by the window with a cup of coffee in my hands, watching people move along the streets below. Cars passed quietly. A light layer of snow covered the rooftops.Life was moving on outside, while mine felt like it had been paused for days now.My phone buzzed softly on the table behind me.Another message from Leo.Leo: Please answer me.I stared at it for a few seconds before flipping the phone facedown again.I couldn’t do this right now. Because every time I saw his name, my chest tightened in a horrible way.And the worst part is that I still missed him.Gosh…I hated that.I hated that after everything, some part of me still wanted to hear his voice.Still wanted him near me.Still loved him enough for this to hurt the way it did.But maybe that was the pro

Kiara’s POVThe first flowers arrived the morning after Leo left.A bouquet of white roses and a small card tucked between the stems. I'm still here kia.I stared at it for a full minute before placing it on the table and pretending it didn't affect me.It shouldn't have. After everything that happened, flowers weren't supposed to matter.The second flowers arrived the following morning.Soft pink peonies.Same words. Same handwriting.I rolled my eyes so hard the hotel room service provider laughed when she handed it over to me.By the third day, the flowers started irritating me. Not because they weren't beautiful, but because I don't want reminders.I stared at the card again before dropping it onto the hotel table with a frustrated sigh.When I went down to look around and receive fresh air, the hotel receptionist called me and handed me a package.“I was asked to give this to you. It came in just a few minutes ago and I was about to send it to your room. I took the bag reluctantl

Kiara’s pov“Okay mummy, stand there.”I blinked at Sophia from across the snowy pathway.“Why?”“Because the lighting is pretty.”I narrowed my eyes immediately.“The lighting?”“Yes.”“You’re eight.”“And?”I folded my arms suspiciously while she dramatically adjusted the phone in her tiny hands.Something was very weird with both her and Leo today.Since morning, Sophia had been taking random pictures and videos of me like some tiny documentary filmmaker.At breakfast. At the café. Outside the bookstore. Even while I was literally asleep.“Mummy smile naturally,” she ordered again.“I am smiling naturally.”“No you’re smiling like Daddy forgot your birthday.”I gasped. “Sophia!”She burst into laughter while Leo chuckled quietly behind me.I turned immediately. “Aha!”Leo raised one brow innocently.“What?”“You’re encouraging her.”“I support artistic freedom.”“She’s harassing me.”Sophia pointed the phone toward us quickly.“Oooo good moment. Stay there.”I stared at them both.