EX-WIFE REGRET, NO TURNING BACK!
EX-WIFE REGRET, NO TURNING BACK!
Author: PRESTIGEEE
ARGUMENT AND COLDNESS
Author: PRESTIGEEE
last update2025-09-11 17:31:25

Chapter 1: Argument and Coldness

Kelvin held his phone tightly in his hand, his eyes kept drifting to his downcasted daughter, Mia who sat poutingly on the couch with her head bowed.

His breath became ragged and his heart turned stuffy when he noticed her trembling shoulders. With furrowed brows, he called his wife, Diana again and waited for her to pick up.

“Hello…”

“Thank goodness..”He heaved a relieved sigh after he heard the calm voice. “I’ve been calling you for quite some time. Where’re you? Are you okay?” Kelvin asked in a worried tone.

An exhausted sigh was heard from the other end which made Kelvin’s heart skip a beat.

“You don't need to worry about me.” A voice too calm and cold responded. She continued after a pause, “Why did you call? You know how busy I am.”

The concern on Kelvin’s face paused after he heard her cold voice, his eyes flickered, then he let out a calm smile after some thought.

“Did you forget what day it is today? Are you really that busy?” He asked calmly, but his eyes which trailed to his daughter said otherwise.

He had noticed how cold his wife had become towards their little family for the past months, but he never knew it would get to the extent that she wouldn't even remember the birthday of their only daughter. The fruit of their love.

“Today..? What's going on today? Can you just spit it out, Kelvin? I don't have time for this weak conversation and you should know my every minute counts!” Diana’s voice came out cold and sharp; it pierced through Kelvin's ears and heart.

His heart grew cold, his hands holding the phone tightened, and his eyes dulled.

Every minute counts? Then what about their daughter’s happiness?!

He pinched the middle of his brows, took a relaxed breath and prepared to explain. He could understand her.

“Wife…”He called with a soft voice, “Did you forget today is Mia’s—”

“Hey, Diana! We need to get going, aren't you done yet? C’mon…We’ve got no time!”

A loud male voice called out and interrupted Kelvin who was about to say something. His eyes narrowed as a cold glint flashed through them.

“Hold on! I’m almost done with this and I will join you in a second, okay..?”

Hearing the gentle response Diana gave the impatient man on the phone, Kelvin's lips curled in a sneer, his face turned pale and his eyes turned cold.

He swallowed hard to keep his emotions in check but…

How long has Diana spoken gently to him? How long has she spent time with their little family? And she said she was busy? Busy going out this late with her assistant?!

The corner of his lips remained curled up, “Busy…?” He asked calmly, then a cold chuckle followed, “Is this what you call busy, Diana? Going out with your male assistant at this time? Where are you both going?” His last question came out a little bit sharper than he had expected but at the thought of the man who had taken her attention away for the past months being with her right now, Kelvin just couldn't take it!

“What are you talking about, Kelvin? He’s my assistant, and we are together because we need to work.” Diana’s confused but chilly voice sounded.

It was so obvious she was getting more irritated and the sound of her voice poured water on Kelvin who was starting to boil.

He turned to look at their daughter who was sneaking glances at him with an expectant look on her face.

His hands which were in his pocket clenched hard, but he regained his rationality. He shouldn't be arguing about that for now, his daughter’s happiness matters the most.

After calming himself, he continued, “Can you come home? Mia is waiting for you. It's her—”

“I can't. Aren't you there? Just keep her company and cajole her like usual and everything would be okay. Isn't that how we do it? Why is today different?”

Her cold and slightly impatient voice cut him off making Kelvin speechless.

His eyes sparked with anger at her indifference. He could tolerate her being cold to him, he could accept her giving all the gentleness to the assistant whom she wouldn't stop talking about, but what he wouldn't accept is her growing indifference to their daughter!

His fist clenched, “Diana—”

“Let's end this here. Take care of things there as usual and I’ll make it up to her later. I’ve got to go!” She interrupted, turned, and hung up the call decisively without even trying to hear his words.

“You—” He paused as he looked at the phone which had been hung.

He looked at the name that still remains on the interface of his phone. His heart beat fastened and the veins on his hands popped out sharply.

He swallowed hard, clenched the phone tightly and closed his eyes tight but when he turned around to face his daughter, he had become the loving father again with a smile on his face.

He walked to Mia, knelt in front of her with a smile.

“Baby, let's not wait for mummy, alright? We’ll celebrate on our own and when mummy comes back—”

“Does mama not want me anymore?” The tiny voice of Mia interrupted him, making his words get stuck in his throat.

He looked at his daughter speechlessly, “I—”

“When I visited Mama’s at the company, I heard the aunties and uncles saying Mama and an uncle are very close and she would soon dump you. But..” She paused, wiped her tears, “Doesn't that mean Mama would find another family? She doesn't want Papa and Mia anymore..”

“Mia—!” Kelvin reached out to hug his daughter tightly, but his heart was pounding so fast, his eyes were dyed red.

If truly what Mia said was true, then—

The buzzing from his phone interrupted him and when he picked it up, he realised it was an email from an unknown sender. He opened the message in curiosity but what he saw shocked him.

It was a selfie of his wife, Diana and her assistant, Harry standing in front of a hotel!

“Darn it!”

He cussed. His eyes widened in shock and the emotions he had managed to put down ignited again. Without a word, he picked up his daughter who was nodding sleepily in his arms, picked up her cardigan then walked away in large strides with his aura cold and surprisingly calm.

A few minutes later, Kelvin appeared in front of his neighbour’s house and knocked heavily on the door.

“Who’s there—” The beautiful woman who had appeared paused after seeing Kelvin, rolled her eyes but still opened the door, “What do you want?!” she snapped.

Kelvin looked at the beautiful woman who had some resemblance to his wife. He ignored her look of dislike and pushed Mia into her arms.

“Please, take care of Mia for a while, Elsa. I have some urgent matters with Diana and will be back soon!” He said anxiously and seeing her nod, he heaved a sigh of relief, gave her a grateful smile then rushed out of her apartment.

As Kelvin sat in the taxi after he gave the name of the hotel he had seen in the selfie taken, he looked at the smiling face of Diana with an intense gaze.

“You'd better prove things wrong…”

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