Chapter 107

It was towards that evening when Reagan drove back to his apartment. It was quite drive and for someone who lived alone, he didn't have much. Reagan's wife had divorced him years ago because splitting from the guardians had given him a drinking problem. They never had kids and so, most time Reagan was left alone with his thoughts.

He parked the car and stepped down from it. Although he was alone, he had servants that assisted him with the things he needs.

"Sir, there is someone waiting for you inside," a servant said as she walked up to him. Regan was surprised.

"Who is it?" Reagan asked. The servant sighed and gazed into Reagan's eyes.

"I think it's your ex-wife sir. It seems like she's back," the servant responded. Reagan's eyes beamed with curiosity as he dashed inside.

He could not believe what the servant just said. Perhaps there was a mistake somewhere. Or perhaps it was all a trick. It had to be. But deep down, Reagan wished that it was true. His beautiful wife didn't have to