The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1060



Chapter 1060:

Understanding the cue, Pierre nodded. “Very well, Miss Hampton. I’ll give you space tonight.”noveldrama

Gemma frowned, an exasperated sigh escaping her lips. That wasn’t what she wanted to hear. “You’re impossible,” she muttered, crossing her arms. “You’re nothing like my brother.” Corey would waste no time trying to calm her storms. But Pierre? He simply nodded, his agreement almost robotic. It felt like their previous closeness—the hugs and kisses—had never happened.

Pierre’s expression remained unreadable as he methodically cleaned the kitchen.

That night, as Gemma shut herself in her room, Pierre lay on the living room couch, staring at the ceiling. No matter how hard he tried, sleep eluded him. In the dead of night, the shrill ring of his phone startled him.

Expecting it might be Gemma relenting, Pierre was surprised to see an unfamiliar number on the screen. He answered cautiously, only to hear a vaguely familiar voice. “Pierre, why aren’t you asleep?”

His breath caught. He remained silent for a moment, his mind racing to place the voice. Then, it clicked. It was Talia Blakely, his ex-girlfriend.

Their last conversation had been three years prior, shortly after a tragic accident. Pierre had been a shell of himself then and had ended things with Talia, not wanting to pull her down into his despair.

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Stepping out into the cool night air, Pierre held the phone tightly. “What prompted you to call me?”

Talia’s laughter echoed through the line. It carried a mature timbre, hinting at the changes life had wrought upon her. “Can’t I just call you out of the blue?” she teased. “Or is your current girlfriend so possessive that chatting with another woman is off-limits?”

Pierre’s voice remained indifferent. “If you’ve got something to say, then say it.” A spontaneous late-night call seemed unlikely to be without reason.

“I’m getting married,” Talia said. “Will you come?”

Surprise flickered across Pierre’s stoic façade. He felt a strange sense of relief. “When is it?”

“The 29th of this month,” Talia replied, her tone shifting to concern. “I’ve moved on, Pierre. Have you? Or are you still holding on to Aitana?”

Pierre’s heart tightened at the mention of Aitana, prompting him to quickly change the subject. “I’ll check my schedule. If I’m free, I’ll come.”

Talia’s voice grew serious. “You probably shouldn’t come as an ex, but I want to make sure you’re doing okay.” Before Pierre could respond, a man’s voice suddenly interrupted on the other end. “Who are you talking to at this hour?”

Pierre barely caught the words before the call ended abruptly. His brow furrowed, sensing that something wasn’t right.

Just then, a gust of wind swung the door open.

Pierre reached out instinctively to stop it and caught sight of a figure in the living room.

Gemma was there, standing behind the sofa with a thin blanket in her arms.

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