Goodbye, Mr. Ex-Husband, I Won't Come Back novel Chapter 135

Logan

“Sir, it’s already seven. Everyone has already left and there isn’t much work for you as well. Please, go home and take some rest. You have been here for last two days.” My secretory said.

“I’ll stay here for a little longer. You can take your leave now.” I said in a dismissive tone.

He opened his mouth to say something but he nodded his head.

“Good night, Sir. Please, take some rest from work.” He said and left.

I was left alone again.

I was looking out of the window of my office. I had shifted on the top floor of my office to preserve my privacy. Only my secretory and the most senior executives were allowed to come to my floor.

The city was illuminated and people were busy in their lives.

But I was stuck where I was four years ago.

Living alone without my family for years wasn’t easy. I tried building high walls around me but I failed.

For the world, I was a cold, strict boss. I fired even the most skilled people on the smallest mistake. People around me were scared of me. They didn’t stay around me for longer than necessary.

But the reality was different. I wanted to keep them away because I was afraid to get attached to people around me or show them how lonely I was.

Tearing my gaze from the sight in front of me, I opened the mini freezer and picked a bottle of scotch.

Drinking was my best companion. As soon as I was done with my work, I let myself consumed by the effect of alcohol which numbed my ability to feel anything.

It was my other way to escape the pain.

“Logan, it’s not even eight and you have started drinking?” Felix walked into my office.

“I think I have to change the safety password. I have allowed you to visit my office but not this often.” I rolled my eyes and swallowed the bitterness. It burned my throat but I felt better.

“It’s enough, you’re only damaging your health, Logan. Don’t forget that you have a company to run and nobody wants a drunken president. Your family is worried for you. Why aren’t you responding to their calls and texts?” He lectured me.

I chuckled dryly.

“My family? Come on, Felix. I don’t have a family. I am all alone because everyone dumped me.” I said flatly.

“Don’t say like this. We all care about you. I know what Uncle Kevin did felt wrong to you but he had his own reasons and he apologized many times. Please, forgive him. He’s pooling in his own guilt.” He said.

“He had no right to make decisions about my family. He gave permission to Tessa to leave me. How could he kill his own son’s happiness?”

“Logan, you are right but he’s regretting. Give him a chance.” Felix made a futile attempt to convince me.

“What brings you here?” I changed the subject.

“No, it was definitely not you, Logan but Raelynn Cowper.” His response came without hesitation.

“But I am the one who paid the price, Felix. I lost my kids. How could she be this cruel to snatch my kids away? She could fight or ask for some time apart but leaving with our kids without leaving a proper explanation, is it fair?”

I knew it was the alcohol kicking in my system that pushed my sedimented emotions to vent out.

Felix was the right person. He’d not judge me on the basis of prejudice.

He walked back and poured himself a drink.

“Neither you nor Tessa was wrong. Raelynn made Tessa believe that you still care for her and it was Tessa’s breaking point. She ended up taking the step of leaving you. Don’t blame yourself.” He tried to free me from self-guilt.

“Then what was my mistake?” I asked, this time in low voice.

“The only mistake you made was that you couldn’t express your feelings for your wife properly, sometimes words speak louder than actions.”

I sighed and stared at my wedding ring which I hadn’t removed yet.

A part of me was still waiting for Tessa that one day my doorbell would ring and I’d find my family at my doorstep.

“Come to the party and meet new people. you will feel better, Logan. Tessa chose to live your life then you have the right to live yours.”