All Chapters of Chasing back my ex-wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Kiara’s POVNow that Leo is beginning to come too close to my daughter, I guess his mind is telling him that Sophia is his each time he sees her. And honestly, I won't even blame him. The resemblance is obviously there. When I look at her atimes, I feel like I'm looking at a smaller version of Leo– same eyes, same smile. But he doesn't have any evidence yet and I won't let him have one.I stood in the living room, tapping my foot against the floor, one hand on my waist, lost in thought. Thinking about how to make him seize seeing Sophia, before he kidnaps her too and goes for a DNA behind my back. I don't trust Leo, he can pull that type of stunt.“Mommy!!”That tiny, excited voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked down and saw Sophia running toward me, her tiny arms wrapping around my waist — that’s as far as her little hands could reach.“Oh, my baby girl!” I lifted her up and kissed her cheeks, her giggle filling the air.“Mummy was lonely without you,” I said, tickling her

Leo's PovAs someone seeking Kiara's attention, I paused everything I was doing at the restaurant I was having my lunch. I grabbed my keys, tossed a few bills on the table, and walked out quickly. My thoughts were running wild.Has Miriam done something again? Or maybe… maybe Kiara was finally starting to soften up toward me?I was driving when the address of the place Kiara wanted me to come, blinked on my phone screen.Kiara calling me with all urgency seems weird. Thought she never wanted to see me anymore, so I wasn’t sure what to expect but I will find out.I turned down to the quiet street she’d sent me, one hand on the wheel, the other drumming restlessly on my thigh.Halfway there, my phone started ringing.The name on the screen made me pause. It was Miriam.I clenched my jaw. “Why the hell is she calling me now?” I muttered. “Thought she was better off sulking alone.”After a few rings, I picked up, mostly out of curiosity.“What do you want, Miriam?”“Leo…” Her voice came

Leo’s POVWhen Kiara walked out on me, the scrape of her chair against the floor cut straight through me.I just sat there, frozen, aware of the curious stares around me, the whispers and side glances. I felt really embarrassed.After a minute, I stood up, adjusted my jacket, and walked out without looking back. My chest felt tight, my jaw clenched so hard it ached.I drove with no destination in mind. Miriam kept buzzing my phone but I know why she was calling and wasn't in the mood to talk about it. Everything about this issue of Sophia being mine or not, is eating me up deeply. I'm certainly getting drunk today.“Damn it,” I muttered, lifting one hand from the wheel just long enough to slam it back down. The steering wheel vibrated under my palm.Maybe I should just let it go. Walk away. Accept the version of the truth she was selling. But my instincts screamed otherwise.I ended up at one of my usual spots, where music drowned out my thoughts. A dimly lit bar tucked away from the

Kiara's povI coughed to distract my thoughts, while adjusting myself. Leo raised his hand to the direction of the waiters. One of them came and we placed our orders. Soon it arrived and we devoured it, leaving no crumbs. We were both clearly hungry. Work had drained us, and for a moment, it felt strangely familiar…like the old days when evenings like this were routine.“So,” I said eventually, dabbing my lips with a napkin, “how’s your wife, Miriam?”Leo’s jaw tightened. He rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair. “Can we not talk about her tonight, please?” His voice softened. “This night is just for the two of us.”I studied him for a second, then nodded. “Alright.”Truth was, I also want to enjoy my evening as well.He reached for his phone and tilted the screen toward me. “Have you ever been to this club?”I leaned in to look, then laughed. “I can’t even remember the last time I actually had fun.” I gestured vaguely. “It’s been work, work, work. Every single day.”“Well,” h

Kiara’s POVFuck! What am I actually doing?Having sex with Leo twice now is crazy. Completely crazy. I’m acting like someone who has been starved for affection and touch, like someone who loses all sense the moment he looks at me a certain way.Now I’m letting him close again, letting him think he has some kind of right to question me about Sophia. Like he didn’t walk out of my life when I needed him the most. Like he didn’t sign those divorce papers without even letting me explain myself. I can't deny the fact that I really enjoyed the sex. It gave me a calm feeling. But I feel so stupid right now.Standing beside my bed, I hit my bed stand as I pace forth and back inside my room, thinking of what to do next, running my hands through my hair.“Get it together, Kiara,” I mutter under my breath.But my brain betrays me.It keeps replaying everything. The way he kissed my neck, slow and deliberate, like he knew exactly where it would weaken me. The way his hands fumbled with my boobs.