Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Allowed for everything

ALESSANDRO’S POV

I chewed on the beef steak before me, trying to focus on dinner and keep thoughts of Victoria out of my mind. However, nothing seemed as good as it used to be. Even my meal tasted wrong. It wasn’t the worst steak I’d ever eaten, but I wasn’t feeling any satisfaction.

Already in a foul mood, the inadequate food made it worse. When I tasted the mashed potatoes, I became enraged enough to throw my plate on the floor.

My head housekeeper, Sofia, rushed to me in horror with two maids trailing her. She’d been our housekeeper since childhood, so she knew everything that went on in the mansion. “Young master, what happened?” she asked with wide eyes.

“What happened?” I yelled. “The food is what happened. Is there a new chef? Didn’t you check his credentials?”

Sofia peered at the mess on the floor and ordered the maids to clean it, then looked up at me and shook her head. “Young master, there’s been no change. Martin is the chef, as always. And his cooking hasn’t changed, either.”

“If it’s the same chef, why has the food changed?”

Sofia looked at me with concern. “Young master, for the last three years, the young mistress has cooked for you.”

“What?” I stared at her in disbelief.

your meals. And she hasn’t just been taking care of your food, but she never let the maids do any work either. She used to

to process her words through my

might not be good as the mistress, young master, but

mind and slipped from my tongue. “Did you know that Victoria’s

severe allergic reaction.” Her eyes took on a distant quality, as though recalling the

lost her life? Where was

eyes. “Young master, you were busy with work.

My wife had a life-threatening event, and I hadn’t even known? On top

three years that everyone around me, including my assistant, knew about my

eyes wrinkled in concern. “Do you want me to make

longer hungry.” I left the dining room disappointed in myself. Everything seemed so frustrating, and the more I looked around the mansion, the more I could

that came to mind where I might be able to get away from reminders of her, since I had strictly prohibited her from entering the office when she lived

time, a knock came at the door. I assumed it was Calvin. No one else would dare to interrupt me at my home office. However, a fleeting thought crossed my mind that I would love for it to be Victoria, despite that I had banned her from the office before. Now, I felt I’d allow her

luck. It was Calvin,

it?” I

jewelry launch dinner tomorrow, and you’re cordially invited, sir.” he

“Oh—”

phone rang. I looked at it and saw it was Victoria calling. My spirits lifted, excitement rushing through me. I raised my hand for Calvin to wait as I answered the call. “Are you finally regretting your decision and wanting to come back? You don’t even have to say you’re sorry for your behavior. I’ll