Dear Ex-Wife You Are MINE (Victoria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 45

ALESSANDRO’S POV

With the same dream of my accident three years ago, I woke up from sleep with a ray of annoying brightness on my face.

This was the second time I saw Victoria opening my eyes.

But why? She wasn’t the one who saved me, but it was Camilla. Maybe, because I miss her so much, she always appeared in my dreams.

I miss her... Yes, I do, but what she did this evening is something not acceptable. She drugged me three years ago to climb on my bed.

I know the situation was different, and she lied to marry me. For three years, I did wrong to her, and I admit that too. However, that does not justify her action and what she did last night. She drugged me again and used the same method for it.

I turned to face her, and the moment I turned to see her, my brain stopped when I found the bed empty beside me, and suddenly my mind joined too in that line.

Only her sweet and delicate fragrance lingered in the air.

Without delay, I sat up in bed and scanned the area. Only my garments were neatly arranged, and there was no indication of hers. She really left!

My anger suddenly converted into fear of losing her, and I jumped out of bed. I want to see her no matter what; even if she drugged me, I don’t care. I had never experienced what occurred last night—the emotions and sense of satisfaction were entirely new to me.

I need to see her!

I looked for my phone and located it on the couch. Perhaps I had thrown it there in a fit of anger the day before. Although I intended to call her, but...

Fuck! The battery is dead! I forgot to charge my phone before attending the party yesterday after using it the whole day.

I swore under my breath and hastily got dressed in the clothes I had worn the night before. Then I hurried out of the room. The resort was deserted, except for the employees going about their usual routines.

As I went to the reception area, the receptionist girl was surprised to see me and then brought out her professionalism.

“How may I help you, sir?” She asked.

“Can I know about a lady called Victoria Blake? She was here at the party yesterday; I want to meet her. Can you tell me about her?” I asked.

“I am sorry, sir, but we can not reveal our customer’s information,” she denied.

I wracked my fingers in my hair.

“No, not her information. Can you inform me of her location? Has she departed from the party, or is she still present? Or can you check, please?” I was impatient.

She thought for a second and then nodded. “Maybe, I can check the lost for you, sir.”

She looked down at the computer on the desk, furrowed her brows together, and looked up at me a few moments later.

“Umm... Are you sure about her name, sir?” She asked with a little doubt that made me furious.