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AFTER MY EX-WIFE THE THREATS
AlexA knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. I set my coffee cup on the table, rage boiling beneath the surface. Who might it be? Nobody had told me of any visit. I stood up and made a tentative step toward the door. As I reached for the handle, a familiar fear crept into my chest. The moment I opened it, my stomach tightened. Alessia stood there, her face pale, but her eyes blazed with a need I understood all too well. "Hi," I muttered, carefully holding the edge of the door. "Hi, Alex." Her voice was quiet and almost scary. Her tone lacked warmth and instead suggested dread. "Hope you're fine," she remarked casually, as if she hadn't just appeared unwanted. "I'm fine," I said, my tone bland and casual. "Okay." She moved slightly, as if to leave, but something about her demeanor told me she was not going anywhere right now. We were divorced. We had no work left. And yet, there she was, standing on my porch, her presence weighted with unsaid meaning. "Thanks for a
Last Updated : 2025-01-03AFTER MY EX-WIFE IN HIS OFFICE
CamillaWe arrived at Julie's apartment, and she slumped onto the couch with a heavy sigh, the weight of her feelings evident in every movement. "Thank you for coming to my rescue," she said quietly. "I'm glad I could help," I said, setting her medications on the table. But my relief was quickly followed by wrath. "Julie, but you shouldn't have done that," I said firmly, my voice filled with fear. Her eyes welled up with tears, which quickly rolled down her cheeks. She looked at me, her sadness sharp and overwhelming. "I just wanted to end it all," she explained, her voice cracking. "I wanted to escape everything." Her words struck me like a punch to the chest. I drew closer, my voice full of surprise and hurt. "Would you end your life? Over a man? Julie, you deserve so much better than this. "Don't let him take everything from you." She wiped away her tears with the back of her fingers and shook her head. "We were supposed to get married in a month," she exclaimed. "I tol
Last Updated : 2025-01-03AFTER MY EX-WIFE GIFT OF FLOWERS
CAMILLA At 6 p.m., I finally turned off my laptop. The screen's light casts shadows on the table. I felt more tired than I thought I would after two days of training with the marketers. I thought I had a moment to calm down, but Julie's sudden situation threw me back into the chaos. But I was glad I was there for her when she needed someone close.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my forehead. Thoughts of work quickly left my mind as Ava's face flashed in front of me. I stood up. That's enough. I was needed by Ava now.Walking to her room, I paused at the door. She was sitting on the floor, surrounded by crayons and papers. Her tiny fingers gripped a blue pencil as she wrote intently. “Mommy!” Her face lit up the moment she saw me, and my heart twisted.“Hey, sweetheart.” I knelt down, pulling her into a hug. She smelled of crayons and baby lotion—a scent I hadn’t allowed myself to enjoy in days.I swallowed the lump in my throat. “ How about we do your homework together?”Her
Last Updated : 2025-01-04AFTER MY EX-WIFE STRENGTH OF A WOMAN
Camilla Ava tugged on my dress in the morning, her eager eyes gleaming with joy. Her smile had a note of fun to it, and I knew she was about to ask for something I might refuse."Mom, can I follow the school bus today? "Just this once," she whispered, raising her small index finger to make her point. She squinted one eye halfway, as if we were negotiating a secret deal that only the two of us knew about.I breathed. This was not the first time she had asked. "Ava, we've discussed this before. I prefer taking you to school myself.""But Mommy," she moaned, bouncing on her toes, "all my friends take the bus." They claim it's fun! Please? I'll be careful. Only this once. "I promise."Her excitement was infectious, yet a familiar knot grew in my stomach. My heart raced at the idea of her alone in a car, surrounded by strangers. What if something happens? What if she became frightened or forgot her lunch? These were nonsensical worries, but as a mother, they seemed very real.I knelt down
Last Updated : 2025-01-04AFTER MY EX-WIFE FORGIVE ME, PLEASE.
Camilla The invitation to the dinner at Millach LTD had been waiting on my desk all week. I had considered about declining. In fact, I almost convinced myself it was the proper thing to do. But I knew better. As a partner to the company, my absence would have raised questions — questions I wasn’t ready to address. Questions that would circle back to Alex.So, I decided to attend. Not because I wanted to, but because I had to.As I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my outfit, a knot clenched in my gut. I brushed my fingertips over the slick black fabric, smoothing out unseen wrinkles. The dress embraced my physique in all the right places – exquisite, reserved, a firm display of authority. Yet, beneath the polished façade, my heart was a disaster.*What would I say if I saw him?* *Would he even speak to me?* *Or would we pretend, as we had for so long, that we were nothing more than two partners crossing paths?*Ready or not, it was happening.---A quiet laugh from the livin
Last Updated : 2025-01-05AFTER MY EX-WIFE WEIGHT OF HER PRESENCE
ALEXI scanned the hall again, my pulse rising. She had refused to come.The staff member who was incharge of this dinner had told me she would come, that Camilla had agreed to attend. But now, as I sat there, a tight knot formed in my stomach. Maybe she had changed her mind. Maybe she's trying to avoid me.I tried to push the thought away, but it remained, gnawing at me. The guilt. The regret. I had caused so much pain — not just for her, but for myself too. All the times of pretending everything was fine, acting like I didn’t care, when inside, all I could think about was how badly I messed up.I had hurt her. I walked away when she needed me most. And now, here I was, hoping for a second chance. But what if she didn’t want to give me one? What if my mistakes were too much for her to forgive? The fear of rejection rang in my chest, and it made it harder to breathe.I thought back to the years we spent together. The love she had for me was real, even if I hadn’t appreciated it at the
Last Updated : 2025-01-06AFTER MY EX-WIFE I'M SORRY
ALEX I could see the work it took for her to keep her tone neutral. The brief flicker of something in her eyes — anger, pain, or maybe just weariness — disappeared quickly. She turned her attention back to Julie, engaged in polite conversation. But I saw it. She was doing her best to keep me at arm’s length. It hurt more than I thought it would. I watched them talk, every laugh, every smile Camilla gave Julie, twisting something deep inside me. She’d always been able to laugh, even when everything around her was collapsing. It used to draw me in. Now, it felt like a reflection of what I lost. The music started, its soft rhythm filling the room, but it did nothing to ease the tension that settled between Camilla and me. Julie stood up, leaving me alone with her. The silence that followed felt like a weight pressing down on my chest, and my hands began to sweat. I could feel the heat rising in my face, the awkwardness overwhelming. This was it. I had to speak. I had to say somet
Last Updated : 2025-01-06AFTER MY EX-WIFE THREATENING MY DAUGHTER
CamillaI stood still by my car and couldn't think straight when Julie went back inside. As I thought about what happened, my chest got tight and my heart beat faster. Alex's voice kept going over in my head. It was steady, calm, and full of regrets. His regret wouldn't change what he had done, though. No excuse could work.My fingers turned white as I gripped my bag tighter. He had the nerve to come back after all these years and act like saying sorry would fix things. Did he think I'd forget the times I cried myself to sleep? The shame of being left behind while he went after another woman?I tried to steady my breathing, but the weight of his words remained. “I’m sorry for everything, Camilla.” I had waited so long to hear those words then, but now that he had said them, they felt empty. Too late. Too rehearsed.My chest burned with silent anger. He thought he could ease his shame by apologizing. As if my pain was just a passing storm, something that could be swept away with a few
Last Updated : 2025-01-06
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AFTER MY EX-WIFE A NEW BEGINNING
Alex The previous two days had been a maelstrom of emotions. Sitting in my study, I let out a long sigh and rubbed my temples. The weight of tiredness pulled on my shoulders, yet sleep had proven difficult. My mind refused to relax. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ava—her small, delicate body lying on that hospital bed, bandages around her head, her pale face devoid of its typical brightness. I clinched my fist. The kidnapping, The drive to catch the kidnappers, The accident, The moment I saw her unconscious and drenched in blood. Every second of it replayed in my mind like a nightmare I couldn't shake. I had never experienced fear like this before. The thought of losing her had almost crushed me. The worst part? I had no claim to her. There is no right to make decisions. I was simply a man who had stepped in when she needed assistance. But why did it seem like more than that? Why did saving her make me feel like I was saving a part of myself? I leaned back in my
AFTER MY EX-WIFE A LIFE-CHANGING MOMENT
Camilla The steady beep, beep, beep of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard when I entered the hospital room. The sterile aroma of antiseptic permeated the air, mixed with a slight touch of something metallic—blood, perhaps, or the aftermath of trauma. My heart beat in time with the beeping machine, each sound a heartbreaking reminder of how close I had gotten to losing Ava. I gulped hard and forced myself to walk forward. Then I spotted her. Ava reclined on the hospital bed, her small frame almost swallowed by the white covers. Her head was wrapped in heavy bandages, and an IV line was attached to her small hand. The sight of her like this—so frail and still—took my breath away. My knees weakened, so I clutched the doorframe for support. It was my fault. If I had been more diligent and protected her properly... Perhaps she wouldn't be lying here, hooked up to machines and battling to recuperate. I let out a faint whimper before I could stop it. "Ava…" Her
AFTER MY EX-WIFE A DESPERATE WAIT
CAMILLA A slight buzz of voices trickled through the hospital's closed doors. My eyes felt heavy, and my body was tight from resting in one position for too long. I squinted at the dimly lit room, with early morning light filtering in through the blinds. I must have fallen asleep just before daybreak. A throbbing ache throbbed at the base of my skull, reminding me of the sleepless night I'd spent tossing and turning, haunted by Ava's face. Pale. Frightened. Helpless. The memories hit me all over again, jolting me completely awake. Ava. I turned my head, expecting to see Alex sitting in the chair by the window, like he had last night. But the chair was empty. Panic clutched at my chest. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, forcing myself up despite the tiredness that weighed me down. My bare feet contacted the icy floor, causing a shiver up my spine. I reached for the lightweight cardigan I'd droped over the chair and slipped it on as I exited the room. The hallway
AFTER MY EX-WIFE THE ACCIDENT
AlexThe air was thick with anxiety as our car sped down the deserted road, tires buzzing against the asphalt. The black SUV ahead of us faded into the distance, its taillights blazing red and flickering like a heartbeat. We were getting near, but not fast enough.We'd been after them for over half an hour. The police used a GPS tracker concealed on their car. We knew they were going south on Route 19, but every second felt like we were losing them. My stomach twisted from anger and anxiety. I should have acted faster. I should've been more prepared. If I had, Ava might not be in danger now. But now all I could do was track them down. As the SUV's red taillights flashed in front of us, I grasped the armrest tightly. My heart was rushing and thumping inside my chest. Every second seemed like an eternity. I couldn't let them leave with her. We needed to get her back. "Keep on them!" The officer next to me ordered, his voice tense with urgency.The officers in the car with me were doin
AFTER MY EX-WIFE ALESSIA STRIKES AGAIN
Camilla The front door was slightly opened. As I pushed, the wood creaked, ringing through the silence like a warning. A moist chill crept across my skin. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of mold, dust, and something more. Something metallic. The room was consumed by darkness, but a dim light flickered in the distance. It hummed weakly, throwing long, fragmented shadows on the walls. My breath came out in short, uneven gasps. Every instinct screamed at me to turn back, run, and seek help. But I couldn't, I kept moving. Because somewhere in the darkness, Ava was waiting for me.Then, from the darkness, came a voice. "Hands up." I froze. The voice was calm. Too calm. Possessing such control implied power.Footsteps were the next sound, which was slow and measured. Heavy. Deliberate. A rough, hard hand clamped around my wrist. Not cruel, but uncompromising. A silent warning. "Move." The grasp tightened slightly, guiding me forwards. My legs felt weak, but I
AFTER MY EX-WIFE THE ENEMY REVEALED
CamillaThe jet's hum filled the silence around me, but inside my head, all I could hear was noise—loud, excruciating noise. Ava. Her name rang repeatedly, pressing my heart even more. I gazed at my phone screen, my fingers quivering as I dialed Marta's number again. Still turned off.I tried again. Still nothing.Tears blurred my vision. My daughter was out there, in the hands of a dangerous person. Was she crying? Was she afraid? Did they injure her? My gut wrenched in misery at the thought. Across from me, Alex stood with his phone to his ear. His voice was steady and controlled, in stark contrast to the conflict inside me. "Alexander Brookes, CEO of Millach LTD," he said while listening to the other end of the line. His expression was unreadable, but I could sense the strain in his jaw. "There was an emergency that we needed to attend to. We already left. Tell Ms. Montgomery for a reschedule of this meeting if feasible." There was a delay before he said, "Alright, sorr
AFTER MY EX-WIFE A MOTHER'S WORST NIGHTMARE
CamillaMy heart raced as I entered the room, my trembling fingers on the door just as it closed behind me. The silence around me was intense, broken only by my choppy breaths. I leaned my back against the door, feeling its coolness, but it didn't help quiet the turmoil inside me. Alex. The memory of his touch and the feel of his lips stayed with me like a haunting presence I couldn't escape. My resolve and the walls I carefully built around myself fell apart whenever he got near. I tried really hard to keep him away to protect myself and my daughter, but when he looked at me with those pleading eyes, I lost my strength. I closed my eyes tightly, trying to manage my feelings. It wasn't just about him; it was how he made me feel and how he could always remove the walls I felt I needed. The best thing I could do was put some space between us, lock the door, and guarantee that the mistakes of the previous night were never repeated. Sliding down to the floor, I sat with my knees t
AFTER MY EX-WIFE LOST OPPORTUNITIES
AlexShe pulled the room door open without speaking, allowing it to swing close behind her. I caught it before it closed fully and followed her inside. Camilla walked straight to the couch and dropped herself upon its edge with a stiff motion. She crossed her arms again, her fingers grabbing her sleeves as if bracing for a blow. Her eyes was concentrated on a faraway location, her expression opaque yet heavy with thought. I paused near the door and watched her. She didn't recognize my presence as she moved her head slightly away. I took a breath and stepped closer, each movement slow and deliberate. The cool floor muffled my footfall, but I could feel the space between us. When I got close enough to talk, I stopped and kept my voice low. "Camilla, please listen to me." Her body tensed slightly, but she did not glance at me. The silence extended, dense with tension, and her only reaction was a tiny twitch of her fingers against her arm. "There's nothing to talk about," she st
AFTER MY EX-WIFE ECHOES OF DOUBT
ALEX The warm rays of sunlight crept through the blinds and woke me up. I stirred, slipping into the mattress, the warmth strange but weirdly soothing. As I opened my eyes, images of the previous night flooded back to me. I was on Camilla's bed. I sat up gently, putting my elbows on my knees and running a hand through my hair. A faint smile pulled on the corner of my lips. For the first time in years, the nothingness inside of me didn't feel so overwhelming. Being with her filled a gap I had no idea was so profound. As I shifted, the covers slipped down, showing my bare chest and the empty space next me. My heart dropped slightly when I realized Camilla was not there. I looked around the room, my eyes scanning every angle. Her scent lingered slightly in the air, but she was nowhere to be found. I pushed the blankets away from my legs and found my clothes lying on the floor. I picked them up one by one, the room's silence disturbed only by the subtle rustle of cloth as I dressed
