Wooing My Ex-wife Again Novel by Natalie Winter

Anastasia

I screamed in panic and Dad gave me a long look before asking his men to stop. They all stepped back the moment he ordered them to and Julian swayed from left to right.

I had the urge to go run towards him but I did not want my father to think I was again falling for his antics so I held back, standing firmly beside him.

Julian had collapsed on the ground and seeing him like this made me feel terribly guilty. I just wanted him to leave me alone but I did not wish to see him suffer.

I was not heartless,

He was badly bruised and bloodied but nobody offered to cleanse his wounds or even get up from the ground.

The men left when my father ordered them to and he looked at me,

“I hope you know what you are doing”

I nodded, “I will talk to him once and decide what I want to do.”

Dad gave Julian a seething look.

“Learn a little from your wife you tossed out like a heartless bastard! She still wants to give you a chance to get heard, something that you denied her. If you were not her chosen mate, I would have killed you with my own hands.”

Dad’s face was red with rage as he shouted at Julian who only tried not to fall unconscious.

His breathing was ragged as he looked at my father and muttered

“L…I understand”

Julian bowed his head at Dad who walked away without a second glance at him. He looked at the crowd of onlookers and they quickly dispersed too..

That left just me and Julian awkwardly looking at each other.

“Come to the meeting hall,” I said and began walking in that direction. It was not too far from the main gate given that most

guests

would have to be there but the way Julian was limping made me feel that he would not be able to even take a step.

But he did. One step after another.

I only looked back once to see if he was following and it took him 10 minutes to cross the distance of ten f inside the meeting hall finally.

feet but he was

I closed the door behind him and I saw blood trickling down his clothes. I peered outside and he had left a trail of blood behind him from the gate to the meeting hall

The shiny white floor was now blotched with crimson.

I looked away from that and turned my face to stare outside the window.

“What is it that you want to talk about?” I asked.

Julian’s breathing was ragged as he reached for the armrest of the closest chair and leaned on it.

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“If you allow me. I could arrange a video call. You can see and decide for yourself then.”

After giving it a thought. I nodded.

He pulled out his phone and dialed his beta’s number.

“Victor, go to Mom’s room and see if she is awake. Tell her, Anastasia wanted to have a video chat.”

Julian had turned the front camera on so I could see and hear Victor even if I was not standing immediately next to Julian,

“What happened to you? Why are you covered in bruises? Is it blood that I see?” Victor’s voice sounded appalled.

However, Julian ignored those questions and said, “Do as I say, Victor”

Victor nodded his head and I saw him rushing outside the office and towards Vivian’s room in a blur.

Vivian was sleeping on a bed, several tubes attached to her hands, and her face looked pale. She lay with her eyes closed so Victor slowly tiptoed to her bed and gently nudged her.

“Vivian, the Luna is on the line.”

Vivian’s eyes slowly fluttered open and she looked at Victor who repeated his previous line.

“You asked to meet our Luna, remember?”

She seemed to have momentarily forgotten who that was but she then nodded slowly.

Victor held the phone in front of her and Julian asked, “May 1?”

I nodded and he approached me to stand beside me. His scent wafted towards me and I sucked in a breath.

It was just as I recalled- heady and intoxicating. I ignored that and focussed on the screen.

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Vivian looked extreinely pale and had lost a lot of weight. She ued to be a charming and bubbly woman but now it looked like she had been bedridden for days.

Her

eyes went wide when she saw ine and she spoke in a weak voice.

Alla….

I couldn’t help as tears stung the back of my eyes.

“Vivian, I am here” I managed to say.

She looked at Victor and asked him for support. He placed the phone on the table beside her bed and gently turned a pulley that tilted the upper half of the bed forward, making her change into a semi sitting position without the need to move.

That only told me how difficult it was for her to move.

“Ana…I want to meet you. Can you come….home?”