Broken Beyond Repair: To Win Back my Ex-Wife

"Hey, darling!" Axel squeals and wraps his arms around my shoulders, pulling me into his embrace.

"Axel." I chuckle and returned his hug.

"How was the break?" He asks, taking a step back. He walks over to the couch and sits down, taking his phone from his back pocket.

"Good...I suppose. How about you?"

"It was fantastic. It was nice to spend time with my family. I went to my boss's house for dinner and a charity gala on Friday. You should make your presence known." I laugh while he rambles.

"I would rather not." I'm laughing. Is he for real?

"You ought to. We can also discuss your job with my supervisor." He states.

*

It's finally Friday, and I'm preparing for the charity ball. Yes, I agreed to accompany Axel to meet his boss.

I put on a knee-length black dress. I curled the ends of my hair before attempting a successful hairstyle. I applied some light makeup. Before heading downstairs, I put on my gold heels and one more check in the mirror.

"Aria! Jayden! Could you please come downstairs?" I call the kids, and I hear footsteps rushing downstairs within seconds.

"Wow, Mommy. You look good." Jayden exclaims, and Aria nods in agreement.

"Thank you, guys," I say.

"Let's go right now. "I'm running late." I continue, and they put on their shoes. Obedient. My parents will watch my children while I attend the ball. And all four of them are ecstatic.

The three of us walk to my car, where I buckle them into their seats and take the wheel. I press the gas pedal, start the motor, and drive into the traffic. Looking in the mirror, I see them both doing something with their hands. My children, unlike other children, get along well.

The first of the twins, Aria Baker. Like her father, she has brown wavy hair, light skin, and gorgeous ocean-blue eyes. She's stunning, sweet, and compassionate. Even though she is just four years old, she greatly assists others. But when she gets angry, it's a different story.

Jayden Baker, the twins' younger brother. I'm not even going to try to describe him. He looks just like his father, except with brown eyes. He's frighteningly similar to his father. He's only four, but girls are already swooning over him. He appears more sophisticated than his sister and says things a typical four-year-old would not say. But he's a real sweetie.

After bringing the kids off at my parent's house, I drove to the address Axel gave me to attend the charity ball.

The ballroom is packed, and only a few people are dancing while loud music plays in the background. I attempt and fail to spot Axel amid the crowd. I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn to see a man with curly hair. He's pretty tall and handsome. He gives me a toothy grin, revealing his dimples. I return the smile.

"Hello. My name is Brooks Colton." He says this while holding out his hand. I hesitated before shaking his hand.

"Hazel Baker," I say. I turn away from him and come across Axel. I approach Axel without saying anything to the man behind me. He stands up and greets me as soon as he notices me.

"What the hell happened to your phone? I've been calling." I step back from him.

"Hello to you as well." I roll my eyes as he says this cynically. "You know what I mean?" Your eyeballs will fall out if you do that again." He says, and I roll my eyes once more.

"Well, no, they didn't." After an extended period, we both busted out laughing.

The following half-hour flies by as I meet Axel's friends and coworkers. They're all pleasant, and having them around is enjoyable. I recognize one of them as the man I met when I arrived here. Brooks was his name. Right? Everyone is talking except Brooks, staring at me, or simply staring.

"You look beautiful." He states.

"Thank you so much. You, too." I smile and move away from Axel. I could improve at chatting with males if they're close friends or family.

"Hazel-" Brooks's voice is cut off.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce Mr. Hudson Davis, our special guest tonight." And my heart stops, says the man with the microphone.