The Loser Ex-Wife Came Back Hot Chapter 19

The Loser Ex-Wife Came Back Hot Chapter 19

“Get in.”

The chauffeur stepped out and held the door open for Alaric.

Looking slightly rigid, Alaric slid into the backseat. Nova climbed in right after him.

Noticing his unease, she offered a reassuring smile. “Relax. My parents are great. They just really hate Caleb.”

Alaric stayed quiet.

The chauffeur, however, kept glancing at him through the rearview mirror.

Their young lady had recently broken off her engagement with the Langdon family in a spectacular explosion of drama. Why on earth was she suddenly so chummy with the illegitimate son?

The ride to the Donald Estate was quick.

As soon as Nova and Alaric stepped through the grand foyer, the nouth-watering aroma of dinner drifted down the hall.

Let’s eat first,” Nova said. “You can’t work out on an empty stomach.”

That’s not necessary, I—”

Nova! Take your shoes off and come eat!”

Mrs. Donald’s cheerful voice cut off Alaric’s polite refusal.

When she bustled into the entryway, she finally noticed the tall boy standing next to her daughter.

‘Alaric?”

She remembered him from a few formal visits to the estate years ago.

Mr. Donald wandered down the sweeping staircase, looking equally

bewildered.

Didn’t their daughter despise the Langdon family?

Why was she bringing Alaric home?

‘Mom, Dad, Alaric is going to be my personal trainer. Set an extra plate for him every night from now on.”

Nova dropped the bomb casually, leaving absolutely no room for Alaric to

argue.

She knew the school pool closed right after the final bell. By the time they inished a workout, it would be pushing nine o’clock. She seriously doubted Mrs. Langdon would save him any dinner.

Mr. and Mrs. Donald exchanged a loaded glance.

Even though they weren’t fond of his family, they were gracious hosts. They immediately invited him in for dinner.

n the sprawling dining room, the mahogany table was covered in a lavish spread of roasted meats, mushroom soups, and fresh vegetables.

Because of her strict diet, Nova only picked at some shrimp and broccoli. Watching how thin and quiet Alaric was, Mrs. Donald’s motherly instincts kicked in. She scooped a massive portion of food onto his plate.

Eat up, sweetheart. There’s plenty more.”

She practically hovered over him from across the table.

‘Thank you, Mrs. Donald…”

Alaric had always been a boy of few words. Mr. and Mrs. Donald remembered how, when Caleb and Nova used to play together as kids, Alaric would always hide in the corners, too terrified to speak. Over the years, that fear had morphed into an icy solitude.

They couldn’t believe how much he had grown. He was easily over six

feet tall now-slender, but towering over boys his age.

After quietly polishing off every crumb on his plate, Alaric stood up and wordlessly started clearing the dishes.

Nova immediately dropped her fork. “Maria! Dishes!”

The maid swooped in, gently taking the plates from his hands. “I’ve got this, Mr. Langdon. Please, let me.”

Alaric opened his mouth, but the words died in his throat.

Nova grabbed his wrist and dragged him toward the backyard patio.

Her parents watched them go, utterly baffled. This was the first time their daughter had ever brought a boy home.

Was it really just for a workout??

The Donald family was one of the wealthiest in Lindenwood, though they usually kept a low profile. The estate, however, was basically a resort.

Staring at the massive, glowing infinity pool that rivaled the school’s athletic center, even Alaric looked a bit stunned.

Not even the Langdon mansion had a setup like this.

A few minutes later, Nova emerged in her swimsuit. It was a conservative athletic swimsuit issued by the prep school, offering zero frills.