A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 72

As I held it in my hands, my heart raced. My fingers trembled slightly, betraying the calm façade I worked so hard to maintain. This was it—the moment where I’d either take a step toward repairing what I had broken or shatter it all for good. I think I prefer the former.

I swallowed hard, looking at her. She was still furious, still burning with righteous anger. She had every reason to be.

The last time I gave her papers, I broke her.

This time, I hoped—prayed—that it would pave the way to heal her. To heal us.

I took a deep breath, steadying myself before extending the envelope toward her. My hand trembled slightly as she snatched it from me, her movements sharp with frustration.

Her eyes dropped to the papers, and for a moment, I could see the assumptions forming behind her gaze. She thought it was more nonsense about custody demanding her signature—more hoops to jump through to get Liam back.

But then her expression shifted. Her eyes widened, and her lips parted slightly as she scanned the first page.

“Do you remember these?” I asked, my voice low and controlled.

Her head jerked up, glaring at me with confusion and anger. “What is this?” she demanded, her voice rising with every word.

I folded my arms across my chest, leaning against the edge of the table as I met her fiery gaze. “What do you think it is?”

Raina’s jaw clenched, and her eyes narrowed. “You’re playing games with me,” she snapped, shaking the papers slightly for emphasis.

I tilted my head, staying calm even as my pulse hammered in my ears.

Her jaw dropped, her grip on the papers tightening. “You… you never…?”

I shook my head. “No.”

The silence that followed was suffocating. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her mind clearly racing to process what I’d just told her.

“I wasn’t joking when I said I wanted you back,” I said, my voice steady but firm. “Especially now that I know you never cheated on me. Especially when there’s another man trying to take you from me. And especially not when you’re still my wife.”

Raina’s lips parted, her eyes blazing with fury as she tried to form a response, but I didn’t let her interrupt. “If you want to take care of Liam, fine. I’ll be happy to help,” I continued, my tone softening slightly. “But you’ll have to move back in with me.”

She snorted in disbelief, her expression incredulous. “Dream on,” she spat, crossing her arms. “You’re delusional if you think I’d ever move back in with you. You’re a psychopath, Alex, clinging to this fantasy that we’ll ever get back together. Over my dead body would I stay under the same roof as you!”