The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) novel Chapter 12

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The One I Wronged

ELIJAH’S POV:

EARLIER THAT DAY:

The knot of my tie wouldn’t sit right. I yanked it loose for what felt like the fifth time, trying not to snap. I was stressing out, and I didn’t even know why.

Janet’s voice came in from the closet nagging as usual as she walked towards me, “You’re going to ruin it if you keep pulling like that.”

“I wouldn’t have to if it was stitched right,” I muttered under my breath, but loud enough for her to hear.

She emerged in a gold backless gown, her long hair swept up in waves, earrings like tiny daggers catching the light. She looked flawless, like she always made sure to be, but there was something stiff about her tonight. Like she was trying too hard. She always seemed like she was trying too hard. But she was around and that seemed to be enough for me to tolerate.

“You look nice,” I complimented her staring back at myself in the mirror. It was the polite thing. Nothing more.

“Just nice?” she asked, raising her my eyebrow in questioning, giving me a look as she adjusted her diamond bracelet.

I didn’t answer, letting out a deep sigh. Anything I would say would have been more upset and nagging and I wasn’t in the mood for that.

“You are also trying to ruin the mood.” She pointed out kissing her teeth and walked off while I made sure my tie was perfect. 1

We had been invited to the Rosemont Grand Hotel for a major event hosted by my subsidiary company which had been making the headlines. Honestly, I couldn’t wait for the partnership to come about and for the partnership to work out with our investment bringing in revenue already, but I didn’t care much for fashion or new partnerships unless it was tech or real estate but this was something I was exploring as it was now very profitable and a company that was already doing amazingly well could use our resources to even further themselves. It was supposed to be a win-win situation for everyone and I was genuinely thrilled to meet their executives who had been invited. 1

My mum and Janet were huge fans of their designers calling it one of the bests in the world.

As we rode the elevator down from the penthouse, she was talking, but I couldn’t focus. Something inside me has been off lately. I didn’t know what it was. Maybe it was the stress at the company. Maybe it was the silence between us, the way we danced around each other more like business partners than anything else.