The Return Of His Ex Wife-Chapter 50: A Visit

Tara’s POV

"Are you sure you’re okay? You couldn’t sleep, right? I have a tonic that can help," I said, as I sat beside him. He flashed me a warning glance as thick brows arched up. "Relax, I’m not the one making it. I got it from my dad, he’s into organic stuff."

Arlo made a low grunt like sound, "no love. That’s not it. I’m sorry about this evening, I enjoyed some part of your food. Really," the lie was so obvious in his eyes it made my head hurt

"I’m a terrible cook. It’s okay, you can say it."

"You can learn, I mean when was the last time you cooked? Huh?"

I gave it a thought, "okay maybe it’s been a while. Still,"

"--and you followed the wrong recipe. You could have double checked on other blogs though."

"I know, it was a mistake. I won’t cook ever again." I said and I watched him dissolve into a puddle of laughter. "This is so embarrassing," I thought to myself.

"Alright. Um, look I ordered this. Just to let you know that I am completely fine and you can stop being too nice now."

I hadn’t even noticed he came in with a bag before. I took it from him and looked inside to find one of the most beautiful handpurses a lady can have in her life." Aww this is the latest edition of Chloé E Benson bags! How did you get your hands on these, they were sold out."

"I knew you’d know the name of the bag, I mean why would people name objects like this? You know, giving jewelries and bags specific human names."

"Thank you." A smile was brimming on my face already. "And you’re trying to bribe me? Arlo, I’m just being caring, we all are."

He eyed me up and down, "yea but at this expense? It’s starting to become a little obsessive. You didn’t even give yourself time to change into a decent outfit, or except if you’re trying to seduce me and had been expecting me over."

He got up and smirked. It was this moment that I realized that the cold breeze made my stomach to feel tingling in a way. My eyes widened as I realized what had just happened. I rushed to the door without putting on any noise besides my bra top! This wasn’t a pikini picnic!

"Arlo you flirt! Why didn’t you say anything!" I grabbed the pillow close by and covered my breast and tummy.

Arlo shrugged. "Because there’s no one else around besides me, what? Is the great Tara Aniston shy now?"

I could feel my cheeks burning now. "Just go. Get out,"

Suddenly, he turned and walked up to me, leaning in closely. His breath on mine was too hot I thought I would lose my decency if I remained this close to him for any minute longer.

"It was so much effort pretending to be blind. Next time, I dunno how long I would be able to pretend I’m not attracted to..." his gaze fell on my chest and he grinned. "Thanks to you though, I might not be getting any sleep tonight because my mind would be too busy imagining things..."

With that, he reached for my hand and kissed it, his eyes managing to still remain fixed on mine. And then he was gone.

My breath was heavy as I exhaled. I didn’t know how long I too would have to pretend like I didn’t want him..."Lord help me!"

Third Pov

Desdra blinked as the memory from that day crossed through her mind again. She had been crying having lost everything when Tara sued her. She was a terrible drinker but she drank to stupor, wondering the next thing she would plan for revenge against Tara.

Then her phone had rang, that one phone call that changed everything.

Donovan.

That was what he had called himself. That bastard had something to say to her, the idiot threatening Melissa. Except... Why had he called Melissa his wife? How could Melissa be that acquainted to that man, much less married to him till this very moment! Donovan had claimed they never divorced.

At least the bastard had promised to help her if she could help him.

"Mother, that’s fine. I’m sure sister Desdra is just so sad from what has happen back then with Tara. You shouldn’t be angry at her." Melissa dated had the guts to talk about Desdra like that.?

It felt as if she should walk over to Melissa and give her a dirty slap.

Alice got up in a hurry." Whatever whatever. I need to pick this call." She said before rushing out.

"You should fear me, and respect me more than your whole family even." Desdra said.

Melissa smiled. "What is giving you the impression that I don’t respect you? A lot of your self confidence has really been taken ever since Tara took everything from you."

"Oh is that it? That’s what you’re going with, right? That I have no money so I have no right over you again? But remember that I was the one who worked things out with you and my brother, and I can break this fake marriage easily as I had done with Derek and Tara."

Melissa actually laughed out, clearly in a mocking tone." Sure, you believe whatever you want to. But I secured this spot for myself in Derek’s life, not you. Besides, Derek was already heads over heels for me and had lost interest in Tara already."

"So you bitch have just been pretending to be loyal all this while."

"Loyal? I have done more than you have always asked me. Yet you still think you can turn me into your slaves and use me the way you used Tara? Poor girl must be realizing how lucky she is now to have been out of your lives for good."

"Is that what you think? You must either be so stupid or a dummy, no. You’re both." Desdra said. She was very proud of this moment now. Whether Donovan had been lying or not, at lease Desdra had a huge advantage over Melissa that she didn’t know of. Or rather, she knew what Melissa’s biggest weakness would be.

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