NovelEnglishDear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 48
Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 48 Leave her alone
ALESSANDRO’S POV
“Miss Edwards is not in the company anywhere.” She said, giving me a little doubtful look, which suddenly squeezed my heart for
no reason.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
She stared at me briefly before replying, “Miss Edwards is not in the company this year. She has handover her position as a
designer and left.”
“Maybe, she does not want to be a designer. After all, she is the CEO.” I argued with her.
She shook her head. “No sir, Miss Edwards is the CEO. That is right. However, she has not assumed the seat formally following
her public appearance. According to reports, she will be absent for a while.”
“Not present here? What do you mean? Where did she go?” I asked, getting impatient with time.
She shook her head. “I am sorry, sir. I don’t know about that.”
My whole enthusiasm suddenly disappeared as a certain fear crushed me. She left? Where?
I swiftly retrieved my phone and dialed her number, only to find that her phone had been turned off. Despite multiple attempts,
her phone remained inactive.
Fuck!
Did she just leave without a goodbye? No! She wouldn’t do that, right? After all, she loved me and that night. Even though I was
drugged, there was some connection between us, and that was more than the effect of the drug!
She couldn’t leave me without a goodbye. I don’t believe that. Maybe, she is at her apartment? Yeah, she is.
I dialed Calvin’s number and asked him to send me the address of Edwards Mansion. Although he only took five minutes, it felt
like an eternity. Getting the address, I rushed to my car and drove myself there.
I nearly had an accident due to my haste, but fortunately, the damage was minor. With some monetary compensation, I resolved
the situation and ultimately arrived at my destination.
I stood before the huge black gate of the Edwards mansion. It was big and proud, just like their name.
lived to their name successfully.
She is beautiful, talented and kind. She was a perfect wife when she was one. And I am sure she is perfect in her profession too.
Despite repeated bullying, she maintained her dignity and never mentioned or identified her power. I am indebted to her for what
she did for me the whole time she has been my wife.
Even if I were to make shoes out of my skin for her, it still wouldn’t be enough to repay the debts she incurred and the hardships
she endured for my sake.
When I tried to go inside, the guard stopped me at the gate.
“Sorry, sir, You can’t go inside.”
“Do you even know who I am? I am Alessandro Devonte! Victoria’s husband!” I snapped at him impatiently. “I need to see her!”
The guard said nothing but gave a weird look before saying, “I am sorry, sir, but specifically, you are not allowed to go there.”
“What?” That particular information startled me as I stared at the guard. “I am not allowed to go inside?”
He shook his head. “No, I am sorry, sir. Moreover, young miss is not at home. She moved out. She left early in the morning.” He
walked to his place after providing me with the information.
Is this for real? She really did this? She left?
“But where did she go!?” I asked, and the guard looked at me without expression before shaking his head. “I don’t know.”
Yeah, of course. You don’t. I wanted to pull my hair out in frustration. How could she do this to me?
I redialed Calvin’s number and asked him to find her current location. After ordering him, I continued to call her, but her phone
remained switched off..
Come on, Victoria, pick up the call. At least talk to me a little. Scold me, scream at me, swear on me, but pick up the call! Yet,
nothing happened.
Fuck! I almost threw my phone away when a car pulled before the gate. The guard stood up and saluted them as he opened the
gate for them. However, the car did not enter, but its back doors opened, and a couple emerged from within.
I know them—Mr. and Mrs. Edwards. They are very respected in both the corporate and political world. I only knew them
because of their profession and had seen them at parties before but never faced them as Victoria’s parents.
“What are you doing here?” Mr. Edwards’s silken deep tone came for me.
I stepped toward them respectfully. “I am here to see Victoria. Please, call her for me. Just once...”
against my family and me yet. And I guess that’s only because of Victoria.
I lowered my head in guilt. “I know I did wrong, but I want to make it right. Please, for once. Please, call her...”
“Don’t you understand the simple word, Mr. Devonte?” Mrs. Edwards spoke. “Victoria left for her own good. She is not here. And
stop bugging my daughter when you two are divorced! Don’t you think you’ve caused enough stress in her life already? Now, let
go. Leave my daughter alone!”
I shook my head. I won’t go. Not without seeing her and telling her what I feel.
“Please, just once. Let me meet her, please.” I begged, keeping all my pride and ego aside. These stupid things made me lose
her, and I don’t want that again!
“You heard my wife.” Mr. Edwards spoke this time. “She is happy without you in her life. This is her decision. Now, leave.”
Mrs. Edwards stepped toward me, her gaze cold but filled with sorrow. “My daughter is broken. She became traumatized
because of you and your family. What did she get punished for, Alessandro? Just because she loved you and left her lavish life
for you? And what did she get? Only criticism, hate and hurt.” She shook her head with teary eyes, making my heart clench with
thousand grips.
“My child bore your torment for three years out of love for you but eventually decided to depart. Upon her return, my beloved
daughter was in utter despair. Now, she left. I am sure the new place and life will heal her soon. At least, we are hoping for that.
It will destroy her if you appear in her life again. Leave her alone, Alessandro!”
She clasped her hands together before me. “A mother is begging her daughter’s happiness from you. Live your life with your
family and girlfriend, and stop looking for my daughter again.”
Her every word broke me thousand times before gathering together. I can’t even reply to her comments because, unfortunately,
they are all true. I am the one responsible for everything that has gone through. I have failed my wife miserably.
Even though I knew I didn’t have a face to ask for forgiveness, I stepped close to her mother, held her clasped hands, and shook
my head.
“I know I was wrong, ma’am.” I looked at her father and nodded. “Yes, I do. I was an asshole for not appreciating her warm
presence in my life and only realized when she left me.”
I stepped back, leaving her hand and bowed seriously. “I deeply regret all my actions and understand that it may be difficult for
you to forgive me, or perhaps you may never be able to forgive me. Nevertheless, I want to express my sincere apologies for
every mistake I have made. I am sorry.”
Saying this, I turned around and entered my car and drove away.
My leaving doesn’t mean I am letting her go. I can’t leave her. I will try to get her and come here again and next time with Victoria
beside me. And that’s Alessandro Devonte’s promise.
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