Dear Ex-Wife You Are MINE (Victoria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 61

VICTORIA’S POV

Sigh...

At this point, life appeared so helpless, and I don’t have any freaking way to look for some liberty from this mess.

Alessandro Devonte once again started crawling into my life; this time, I don’t know how to stop him. No matter what I say, this man seems to not mind any of it.

Did he sell all his shame in wholesale before entering here? Maybe, because the Ince egoistic, arrogant, and proud man seems so easygoing and ignorant from every insult that is coming on his way!

I repeatedly sighed while shifting my gaze toward Maria and James, as his presence already freaked them out, and from time to time, Maria glanced toward the kitchen and then shook her head. She is worried and nervous.

To be honest, I must admit that I am also guilty of this behavior. The man who never set foot in the kitchen has now taken control of it and insists on preparing meals for ‘his wife.’

I mean, did he just lose his memory at the part when we got divorced? Do I need to remind him about that? Or is he acting only? Because if he is acting, I swear then he is one fine actor!

“Yesterday, your father called,” James said, breaking the nerve-wracking silence in the living room and earning our attention. “I somehow lied to him that everything was fine. I just don’t know how long I can lie.”

Maria nodded her head. “Yeah, the old man is right.” She turned to me. “Can’t you just kick him out of the house before he destroys the kitchen?”

I narrowed my eyes at her. Wasn’t she the one asking me to patch everything with him? Now she is saying that.

Well, I know why she is saying that, though. After all, it’s about her ‘kitchen.’ Maria and her kitchen is a different story to tell. She is so much possessive about that place.

She is a bit concerned about her kitchen. Well, not a bit but a lot. Something she doesn’t like to share with anyone because she thinks that place belongs to her, wherever she goes.

Even back in America, she never allowed anyone in the kitchen other than mama, me, and Antonio. Papa never went there, though. Even though she allowed us, we still avoided going to the kitchen every time.

And Alessandro’s forced entry there really dissatisfied her. She is more concerned about the kitchen than answering my family.

“I have tried, haven’t I? What can I do more now?”

Even though I despise my question because I know I can do many things to throw him away from the house, yet I am not doing anything!

Why? I freaking don’t know! A part of me is making excuses for not using violence. Maybe, it’s the inner me wanting him here?

No! I gave that thought a terrible shock to go away.

“What is going on, guys?” Our heads turned to the direction from where the voice came.

It was Jayden and Daniel. Both brothers just came from an exhibition that Jayden’s company held. I wanted to go but couldn’t because of my swollen feet.

They are not aware of Alessandro’s presence here.

“What could happen more?” Maria frowned with a sullen face. “Just the tsunami came into the house, now destroying the kitchen.”

“Heh?!” Daniel exclaimed as Jayden turned to me in a daze. Their eyes filled with questions.

I sighed again, shaking my head. “It’s nothing, just...”

“It’s nothing?!” Maria’s words stopped in the middle. Her eyes widened in anger. “How is it nothing? He is literally in my kitchen, and only God knows what he is doing!”

“Who is in the kitchen, or what the hell is going on here?” Daniel asked.