Ex-husband Wants Me Back

Chapter 29

Jade’s POV

“Get me some hot water, I’ll do it myself,” I ordered the staff who seemed to have been doing the whole thing wrong.

As much as I hate doing shits like this, I really do not have a choice. To me, this was a test of time I could not fail. If I fail to take care of Silas, the world might actually make me seem so bad.

I’m sure the people of New York were yet to get over what happened five years ago. I’m back in New York to establish my business here, and I wouldn’t allow Silas and the rest of those riffraffs to meddle in it.

“f**k!” he whinced, almost grabbing my hand, but a little stare into my eyes made him withdraw.

I locked eyes with John, letting him know the angle he’s supposed to be, so he can capture us and at least show the world Silas was fine. And also for him to state for the world to hear.

“I cannot. I’ll only do that if you agree to talk to me.” Silas stared at me.

Fortunately, Aiden had gone to school. I had to make sure he was flanked by guards. I’m scared of whatever's going on these days.

“Silas, I’ve got nothing to say to you.” I seethed, trying hard not to say anything in front of John. He’s my most trusted guard, but regardless, I try as much as possible not to say too much or keep too many secrets with him.

I’ve learned betrayal in the best possible ways. Right now, I’m just being careful with humans. They cannot be trusted too much.

“You need to give people your testimonial, Silas. I saved you, and the least you can do–”

“I’ll do it, if only you allow me to talk to you,” he proposed, heaving a sigh. His eyes darted from me to John, who looked so tired and tense. “I want to do that with you, privately.”

“You and I have nothing to talk about, Silas. All I want you to do is sign the divorce papers and leave us alone.” I lashed out, forgetting John was still here with us.

I blew my hair up, my eyes fixed on him, causing John to drop the tripod that he was holding, and bolt out of the room even without me saying anything…

“I’m sorry, Jade. Can we just pretend like that never—”

“I don’t have time for all of this, Silas. I believe we all have moved on, and we can now have whatever it is we want.”

“And what do you think I want? Huh?”

“I don’t care, Silas. Whatever you want, you can have it. Okay? Just do the f*****g testimonial, sign the divorce papers, and get out of our frigging lives!” I snapped, standing to my feet, casting the towel to the couch beside him.

My chest rose and fell abruptly, each breath shaky as an unsettled wave of the ocean. Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to control my emotions.

“No,” I whispered. I shut my eyes, fear coursing through my veins, each impulse making me feel vulnerable with my back turned against him.

I cannot believe this is happening to me. It’s been five f*****g years, and yet my heart and body still betrayed me?

My heart yearns for him, and I can't believe I still long so much to have him around me. We had…I swallowed hard. Not wanting to think about that night, I can’t believe I waited for him for years. Waiting for him to tell me he’s sorry from the bottom of his heart.

Through the months when I had to carry Aiden all by myself. In tears, sickness, health, sadness, sorrow—I wished my phone could ring.

I had kept the phone by myself, hoping he would send me a message since I had made sure to switch off my phone, stopping anyone from tracking me down.

But nothing came whatsoever. Not even a sorry note from my father, nor from him. I was left alone, all by myself. Lost in a world of my own without help…

“I asked you a question, Jade.” he stood up from his seat, approaching me slowly, his feet making no sound until he reached my side, his hot breath fanning my neck.

“Stay away from me, Silas.”

“And what do you think I want from you?” he whispered, his husky voice almost turning me on, like they did that night I conceived Aiden.

Like they had coerced me into his bed, leaving me dripping wet for him. And now those voices are whispering to me again, rendering me weak and vulnerable.

“I don’t know what you want, Silas. All I want from you is to leave–”

My words were interrupted when he suddenly started to approach me, his eyes locked on me. His broad chest intimidated me, not even giving me a chance to think straight.

“Step back, Silas. What do you think you are doing?” I swallowed some saliva, blinking multiple times. And for a moment, I lost my confidence, one I’ve been building for years.

“I can’t, Jade. It’s written all over you.” He spoke gently, his voice as calm as the waves of an ocean, mild, leaving me wanting to drop every wall around me.

But no. He wasn’t going to get past everything he had done. He wanted me back, and I can see that in his eyes. His heart seemed to yearn for me, but I wasn’t going to break in front of him.

“I’ve saved you like the public wanted. It’s your turn to do the same.” I spoke with gritted teeth, my hand clutching my gown, unable to meet his gaze as he came at me shirtless.

“Look into my eyes…” he raised a brow, his little finger raising my chin to meet his, shattering the rest of the confidence left in me—I broke instantly.

“Silas…I…”

“You…what?” he asked, closing the rest of the gap between us, my chest rising and falling.

“You know you both should kiss…” a tiny voice resounded from behind.