Chapter 53 Dear ex-wife


    ALESSANDRO’S POV


    I kept zoning out between works after getting the phone call from Victoria. I can’t just let go of her


    angered and cold tone. She is someone that meant everything to me, and I got to realize it after she left


    me.


    The whole day, I kept urging Calvin if he got her location, and he kept repeating that he was trying. I


    don’t me him; she was prepared when she called me so I couldn’t find her location.


    She thought I had released Cami, but that’s not the truth! I would never do that! I believe I felt the


    most satisfied when Cami was apprehended for her uwful actions, and I am confident that none of


    my family members were involved. I would have been aware of the situation if they had attempted to


    take any actions without my knowledge.


    Soon enough, Calvin rushed into my office. I looked at him with expectations, but his next words ruined


    my mood solely as it was nothing rted to Victoria.


    “Sir, DW Wine Corp is going to hold a banquet next week and send you an invitation.”


    My brows furrowed in severe confusion, “DW Wine Corp?” I muttered the name and looked up at my


    assistant, who seemed puzzled.


    He nodded. “Yes, sir.”


    “What’s the reason behind their sudden invitation to me? I thought the director is from Europe and only


    invites people from his ground?” I tapped on the desk.


    “Maybe, we recently invested in a winepany, and that’s why he has invited us?” With a short


    pause, Calvin added, “but one thing is must, whoever director he is, he must have great business


    acumen. This is evidenced by their ability to expand their business throughout the United States within


    a few years.”


    I nodded, agreeing with Calvin. He is right; at least the merging says that, but one thing is for sure, the


    director likes to keep himself a mystery. No media has got a clear picture of him.


    There is uncertainty regarding his age and background, with some iming he is young while others


    im he is old. This ambiguity has led to some suspicion about him.


    “So, do you want to ept the invitation, sir?” He asked.


    “Yeah, ept it. Let’s see who this mysterious person is,” I replied, concentrating on the PC screen


    again.


    Mysterious?... Wait! Suddenly a possibility crossed my mind, and I looked up at my assistant.


    “Calvin?”


    “Yes, sir?” He paused, turning to face me.


    “Do you think there is a possibility for DW to be rted to the White family?” I asked for his opinion.


    He thought for some time and frowned. “Lots of things could happen, sir. Hearing you, it also seems


    like a major chance.”


    “Then start a new investigation. This time connect these two. I need immediate results, Calvin.”


    “Yes sir,” and he walked out of the office, making my mood gloomy again. I was preupied for several


    minutes with the idea ofcking sufficient information about Victoria.


    The next few hours, I was drowned in work, and Calvin finally forced me to wrap up for the day.


    Frankly, I don’t want to leave the office because I am not inspired to return home, but I have to at the


    end of the day. I don’t want to go miserable when I finally see her, and I want to look presentable.


    So, I did leave.


    Sitting in the car, I kept leaning against the seat, feeling tired, as if all the energy had been drowned out


    of me.


    No matter what I do, think, or wherever I look, only one person developed her ce in my every


    direction.


    Victoria...


    I deeply regret and feel remorseful for my past mistakes, yet I am unable to find a path to forgiveness.


    Despite this, I still desire her presence in my life.


    I tried to give up on her when she left my side, but I couldn’t. The more I tried, the more I got involved in


    her thoughts.


    I didn’t appreciate her when she was with me, even though she took care of me. However, now that


    she’s gone and we’re separated, I’vee to realize how valuable and important she was to me; I feel


    like I need her as much as I need oxygen.


    Is it called love? I don’t know. I have never been in love before. Before marrying Victoria, Cami was


    my girlfriend, and the reason for our rtionship was that I was trying to repay a debt that she still


    holds against me for a particr incident. Otherwise, I have never been fond of her. Yeah, before


    marriage, I slept with other women asionally, but it was never Cami. I never felt any interest in


    that woman.


    After getting married, Victoria became the sole focus of my attention. Looking back, I realize I wasn’t in


    love with her then, but I still felt a strong connection. I used to believe that my feelings were simply


    because she was living with me, but now I know that wasn’t true.


    Especially that night at the banquet, I felt something else. It was like I had been hungry for centuries;


    no matter how much I had her, the hunger inside me would never be satiated. I felt like I am having sex


    for the first time in my life.


    Perhaps this is what they call love—being exclusively interested in one person and no one else. It may


    appear that I am not a generous person but rather a selfish one, and in this situation, I would embrace


    being selfish.


    I don’t mind how you perceive me, but my top priority is Victoria and finding a way to bring her back into


    my life. I made a vow to do so, and I am determined to fulfill that promise.


    I...”Sir, we are home.”


    I was startled and jerked out of my thoughts, hearing my driver’s tone. Calvin didn’t have to drive today


    because I allowed him to take time off. He’s going through a lot of stressful situations, so I wanted to


    relieve some of the pressure on him.


    I may not have my wife beside me, but I don’t want his wife to feel lonely and do what mine did.


    I looked outside, and there it was, my billion-dor Pce, standing with pride and attitude. Returning


    home brought me joy in the past, but now I no longer feel that way. It seems pointless to enter a


    building made of concrete and stone when itcks any true significance or worth.


    These days, I have realized one thing, this ce is only called home when it has its charm that lies in


    the people who live in the house, or else, it’s just only some stone, cement, and water with lots of


    money.


    For me, that charm has always been Victoria, and leaving this ce, she taught me this hard cold truth.


    With an inward sigh, I entered the house, greeted by the guards and servants who fell on the way.


    Everything is the same; nothing felt the same.


    I was about to enter my room when my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen, and it was Calvin.


    I frowned, thinking about what could happen at this hour. I received the call only to be greeted by his


    excited voice.


    “Sir, I got it!” He said from the opposite side, his tone seeming impatient.


    “What happened?” Unlike him, no situation seemed to excite me unless it was rted to Victoria.


    “I got her location! Miss Edwards!” He said, and immediately all my tiredness was gone, and I felt a


    rush of current in my entire body.


    “Where? Where is she?!”


    “Miss Edwards’s current location says she is in France now, and herst call was in Paris.”


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    “Paris?” I frowned again and immediately knew what to do next as I said, “cancel all the meetings for a


    few days. I am going to leave for Paris tonight.” I dered.


    “What about Mr. Barren? Should I cancel his leave?” Calvin asked, and I shook my head immediately.


    “No, I may not have time for that project much; let Mr. Barren go, and I will asionally visit after


    getting time. Please call Russo and tell him I will leave tonight.”


    “I am on it,” he said, and I hung up the call.


    Suddenly energized and ready to conquer the world. Soon, you will be mine, dear ex-wife, I silently


    muttered.