Dear Ex-Wife Please Be Mine Again (Christina and Alex) novel Chapter 36

Alexander POV.

The restaurant was buzzing with soft chatter, romantic music floating through the air as couples shared intimate moments. But none of that registered to me. My eyes were glued to the far end of the room, where Christiana sat with that man—Daniel Brooks.

The sight of her smile, the way she giggled and leaned in close to him, was like a knife twisting in my chest. That smile used to be mine. Those eyes, full of warmth and admiration, used to look at me like that. Now, she was giving them to someone else.

Disguised with a cap pulled low over my face and a worn jacket, I watched them, barely able to breathe through the jealousy clawing at my insides. I’d been tailing them since Daniel picked her up from the mansion, watching as he opened the car door for her like some damn gentleman.

Every time she laughed, every time she brushed her hair behind her ear and looked at him with that softness, it felt like my heart was being ripped apart. I tried to remind myself this was all my fault. I pushed her away five years ago.

I was the one who drove her into the arms of another man. But knowing that didn’t make it any easier to watch.

I couldn’t hold it together anymore. The jealousy, the regret, the burning rage—everything boiled over inside me. Before I knew it, I was out of my seat and striding across the restaurant, fists clenched so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. I wasn’t even thinking straight. All I could see was Christiana laughing like she used to with me, and it drove me mad.

When I got closer, Christiana’s laughter died abruptly as she noticed me. Her eyes widened in shock, her smile fading into confusion and something else—was it fear? She didn’t expect to see me here, that much was clear.

“Alex?” Her voice was barely a whisper, but I could hear the disbelief in it. Her gaze flickered between me and Daniel, who was now staring at me with narrowed eyes, clearly trying to assess the situation.

I didn’t even look at her. My attention was focused entirely on him. I hated the way he sat there all calm and collected, like he had every right to be with her. I leaned closer to him, my voice laced with venom. “Stay the hell away from her.”

Daniel didn’t flinch. If anything, he squared his shoulders and met my glare head-on. “I don’t think she needs you making that decision for her.”

“Alex, stop it!” Christiana snapped, finally finding her voice. She rose from her seat, her expression hardening. “You have no right to barge in here and make a scene. Leave us alone.”