Wooing My Ex-wife Again Novel by Natalie Winter

1 got up from my chair so fast that it almost fell over. Nick turned around to see who it was as the dreaded face finally revealed hvelf

holian was outside the door and he pushed Nick away as if he was some unwanted fly and walked inside.

Who the hell are you? Nick asked as he straightened himself and followed inside. But Julian did not answer him.

His eyes were on me. And he gave me a long look. His eyes starteil from my feet and he took his time roaming them all over me, taking a pause when he reached my waist before traveling up

His eyes flared when he reached my chest and took his sweet time reaching my face. His gaze held me captive, and I looked at the handsome face of the man who used to be my life.

Now, he looked a little tired and there were bags under his eyes. Though the scowl on his face was just like before.

The moment stretched for too long as I stared at him and he undressed me just with his eyes. But then I shook my head.

He was not the same person who I had fallen head over heels with before. My Julian, if there was one, was gone.

The person standing in front of me was just the cold, calculative alpha I wanted nothing to do with

Nick came to stand in front of Julian, blocking his view of me.

“I asked who are you to barge into someone’s office unannounced”

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Julian tilted his head, only a little to look at me. “I believe this is an event management company work.”

Nick’s earlier anger dissolved upon hearing that and he regained his composure.

“Oh, I see. Then please have a seat and let me know what is it that you need help with.”

Julian did not even bother looking at Nick. his eyes were trained on me.

“I want to discuss the work with Miss Anastasia. Alone.”

He stressed on the last word as a shiver ran down my spine. I did not want to be with him anywhere, much less alone in

office.

Lea was already seated in one of the meeting rooms beside my cabin. I did not want him to be reminded of her if he had his focus on me.

Nick intervened again. “With all due respect Sir, Me and Anastasia work on projects together, so it is imperative that I be included.”

Julian scoffed, his eyes still on me.

“Sir..that word has such a nice ring to it. Almost like alpha, right?

Nick furrowed his eyebrows. “Huh? What alpha and who alpha? Are you alright, Mr.

Nick began, but I cut him short.

“Nick, it is okay. I can have the meeting alone with our potential client.”

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Chinter 10

jjuited my thin up, earning a smirk from Jullan.

Nick looked at he, battled, but l’insisted that everything was f

“Okay, if you need anything, I will be just outside”

Inodded and Nick walked out of the door. And just like that, Julin closed the distance between us, making me retreat until my back hit the wall.

Julian was now staring down at me, our bodies only separated by a hair’s breadth.

He did not touch me, but I could feel him close to me, too close le invaded my privacy, and I saw his heated gaze roam all

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“This is not how a client meeting is held.” I tried to speak, but he slowly raised his hand to place it on the wall, the fabric of his sleeve brushing against my check.

“This is not how a wife reacts after seeing her husband for the first time in years

His voice had a dangerous edge to it but I slowly got away from the cage he was trying to fit me in.

“I am not your wife. I am your ex–wife. I sent you the divorce papers long ago.”

“Without giving me the time or a chance to reverse it. You simply ran away from me.

it as a growl, and I took a few more steps away from him.

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“Mr Julian Colt, this is an event management company and you are in an office during business hours. If you have work to discuss, please proceed or I would not hesitate to get a restraining order against you

Julian tilted his head. “You would not do that”

I replied firmly, “I would do that and see you behind the bars it required.”

Julian scratched his chin, as if considering the threat as a real one. He was used to giving orders and threats, not receiving them.

And my threat was as lanie as Lea holding a cardboard knife against him because I knew Julian would have no qualms about ripping Nick’s throat if he annoyed him too much

Julian had always been a cold and ruthless alpha. And I was stupid to assume he was anything else.

“Even if I hand over a big project to you, that would earn you a million dollars?”

A million dollars.

That was an insane amount of money to offer any event management company. And a smaller one like mine would be able to pay off all the piling bills, and debts and even ensure Lea got into a premiere school.

Julian pulled out the blank cheque with his sign and the amount of fifty thousand dollars written on it.

“This is just an advance that I am willing to pay as goodwill. I was in search of an event planner to look after a big event back. home and you came in highly recommended.”

My eyebrows furrowed, and I folded my hands on my chest.

“May I know who was it that recommended me?”

Julian smiled, “Mr. Bolton”

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Wapter 10

My eyes went wide, Mr Bohon was the client. I had been working with him for an event and preparing the presentation for The past week

He was supposed to arrive tomorrow for the final signing of our leal.

How do you know him?” I asked.

“I was looking for a property to buy in this city and his hotel seemed to be the perfect match for my needs.”

I wared at him.

“You bought his hotel? What for?”

Juhan did a big show of pulling the chair close and sitting on it with his legs crossed, fanning himself with the check..

“I believe you are not supposed to ask personal reasons for a client’s decisions. If that is the norm here, I can ask you the same question I had asked last night.”

He took a pause as I saw his eyes darken.

“Who were you going to wear that sexy red dress for?”

When I did not answer, he leaned forward, fingers coiled into fists.

“Was that the lousy Nick I kicked outside? I thought you had better taste.”

He tried to joke, but there was no humorous expression on his face.

So he had been busy all night yesterday. Not only did he find out my address, what I did, and who my client was, but he ev bought a hotel overnight for God knows what price. All to make my life miserable.

But that was how Julian had always been. Cornering people and leaving them no choice but to listen to him was his forte.

The only difference was that this time, I was on the receiving end.

However, I was not going to cave in so easily. Thus, I looked him in the eye and muttered,

“Noted. But I hereby decline you as my client.”