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DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 112
Olivia's PovI stepped out of my car, the cool evening air brushing against my skin, but it did nothing to calm the irritation bubbling inside me. Just as Lucas had warned, there she was—Amelia, parked right in front of my place like she owned the street. Her sleek black SUV gleamed under the streetlights, a stark contrast to the chaos she always seemed to bring with her. I rolled my eyes, the gesture almost instinctive now whenever her name crossed my mind. She was a thorn in my side, a reminder of everything that had gone wrong, and yet here she was, daring to show up at my doorstep.“I could call the police on you, you know,” I said, my voice sharp as I slammed the car door behind me. My heels clicked against the pavement, each step fueled by a mix of frustration and exhaustion. Amelia leaned against her car, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips that made my blood boil. She flipped her hair back, her eyes glinting with that same malicious confidence she always carried. “Then
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Olivia's pov Amelia’s words lingered in the air like a toxic fog, heavy and suffocating, as she turned on her heel and walked away, her heels clicking a sharp, retreating rhythm against the pavement. I stood there, rooted to the spot, my mind reeling from the accusation, the threat, the sheer audacity of her. “Does Ryan look like he would kill himself when he just got himself a new human toy?” Her voice echoed in my head, a taunt that refused to fade. My chest tightened, a mix of anger and fear swirling inside me, but before I could process it all, she was gone, disappearing into the night like a shadow I couldn’t shake.I stayed there for what felt like hours, the cool night air doing little to clear the haze in my mind. My thoughts raced, tumbling over each other in a chaotic dance. Ryan’s death, Lucas’s impending marriage to Amelia—it all felt like pieces of a puzzle I couldn’t quite fit together. Exhaustion crept in, heavy and insistent, and finally, I dragged myself inside,
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-03DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 114
Lucas's povI stood there, in the suffocating confines of the church, my heart hammering against my ribs like it was trying to break free. The nearest exit beckoned to me, a silent promise of escape, and all I wanted was to bolt, to leave this madness behind. I wasn’t sure I should be doing this—marrying Amelia. The thought alone made my stomach churn, a bitter taste rising in my throat. She was troublesome, always had been, her sharp words and manipulative games grating on my nerves until I felt like I could scream. I felt nothing for her, not love, not even a flicker of affection, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what I’d been thinking when I agreed to this.The child. That was the reason, or at least the excuse I kept telling myself. Could I really hold this marriage together for the sake of our unborn child? Was it better to be separate parents right from the start, to avoid the inevitable fallout, or should I grit my teeth and endure until the kid was old enough fo
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-04DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 115
Olivia's pov I made my way to the car, my heels clicking against the pavement with a rhythm that matched the unsteady beat of my heart. The church faded behind me, its grandeur overshadowed by the weight of what had just happened. Lucas’s face, his raw anger and hurt, lingered in my mind, a haunting image I couldn’t shake. Did I really believe he didn’t kill Ryan? I wasn’t sure. Part of me wanted to trust him, to cling to the memory of the man who’d once been my everything, but another part—the part scarred by betrayal and suspicion—whispered that he was the only person on my side who might have the guts to kill someone. If he didn’t do it, then I had nothing to worry about. But if he did… the thought made my stomach twist, a cold dread settling in my bones.The drive home was a fast, my thoughts a chaotic swirl of doubt and guilt. I replayed our argument in the church—the way his voice had cracked, the way his eyes had burned with a mix of fury and desperation. Had I been too ha
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-05DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 116
Olivia’s POV I woke to the smell of toast, warm and buttery, curling through the air like a thread pulling me back to a place I’d tried to forget. My eyes were still closed, and for a moment, I let myself linger in that hazy limbo between sleep and waking, where the scent felt more like a dream than reality. It was so vivid, so achingly familiar, that almost hear Lucas’s voice, low and teasing, as he’d nudge me awake with a tray in his hands. My heart twisted, a dull ache blooming in my chest, and I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, willing the nostalgia to fade. But it wouldn’t. It clung to me, sharp and unyielding, a ghost I couldn’t outrun.When I finally opened my eyes, the illusion shattered. There, standing in front of me, was Austin, holding a tray of toast with a small, hesitant smile on his face. The room snapped into focus—the unfamiliar walls of his house, the soft morning light filtering through curtains I hadn’t picked—and the truth hit me like a cold wave. This wasn
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-06DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 117
Olivia’s POVAs Ryan's father stormed out of my office, I stood there, frozen, my hands still gripping the edge of my desk as if it were the only thing keeping me upright. His words—“You murderer! You killed my son!”—echoed in my head, a relentless assault that left my chest tight and my breaths shallow. The room felt smaller, the air heavier, and my legs trembled beneath me, threatening to give out entirely. I was shaken, more than I wanted to admit, the raw fury in his eyes searing into me like a brand. My heart pounded, a frantic rhythm that drowned out the hum of the office beyond my door, and for a moment, I wasn’t sure I could pull myself back together.But I had to. I couldn’t let this unravel me—not here, not now. With a shaky breath, I straightened, forcing my hands to release the desk, though my fingers ached from the strain. My mind raced, searching for a lifeline, something to anchor me in the chaos. Ryan’s father was a problem I couldn’t handle alone—not with his rag
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-07DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 118
Lucas’s POV I stood at the airport, the buzz of travelers and rolling suitcases a dull roar in my ears, my stomach knotted with a dread I couldn’t shake. Amelia was next to me, her perfume sharp and overpowering, her voice was a relentless drone as she prattled on about the honeymoon she’d orchestrated—some tropical getaway I’d never wanted. My suitcase sat heavy in my hand, a physical reminder of the prison I’d locked myself into by marrying her. The ring on my finger felt like a shackle, cold and tight, a constant itch I couldn’t scratch. I didn’t want this—not the trip, not her, not the forced smiles I’d have to plaster on for days on end. My chest burned with the urge to run, to ditch the whole damn thing and vanish into the crowd, but I was stuck, tethered by the child she carried and the guilt that came with it.That was when they appeared—two police officers, their uniforms crisp, their faces hard, cutting through the sea of people with a purpose that made my heart stutt
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My heart stopped, then slammed back to life, pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. I spun around, staring at Amelia, her words—“I have evidence”—ringing in my ears like a gunshot. Shock ripped through me, cold and electric, freezing me in place as my mind scrambled to catch up. Evidence? What evidence? My hands trembled, my breath hitching, and I felt the world tilt beneath me.“What evidence?” I demanded, my voice rough, cracking with a mix of disbelief and rising panic. I took a step toward her, my eyes locked on hers, searching for some hint, some crack in her smug facade. “What the hell are you talking about, Amelia?”She stood there, her arms crossed, her lips curled into a tight, defiant smirk, her eyes gleaming with a menace that made my skin crawl. She didn’t answer—just stared at me, her silence a weapon sharper than any words. My chest tightened, frustration boiling up, hot and suffocating. “Answer me!” I snapped, my voice louder now, raw with the fear I couldn’t
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DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 125
Olivia's povAmelia’s departure left a hollow echo in the corridors my office, her heels clicking away into the distance, her silence a victory I hadn’t expected but didn’t fully trust. My words—“I’ll marry him again… fight for full custody”—hung in the air like smoke, bold and reckless, their weight settling into my chest with a mix of triumph and dread. My heart pounded, my hands trembling as I stood there, the morning air sharp against my flushed skin. I’d faced her down, held my ground, but the fire of my defiance was already fading, replaced by a gnawing guilt that twisted my stomach. What had I done? Threatening to take Lucas back, to tear apart their family—it wasn’t me, not really, but the words had spilled out, fueled by her venom and my own tangled longing for a past I couldn’t reclaim. I took a shaky breath, my legs unsteady, and forced myself toward my desk, desperate to bury the encounter in work, to escape the storm of emotions threatening to drown me.I settled at
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 124
Olivia's POV The morning sun was barely cresting the horizon as I pulled into the company parking lot, the engine’s hum fading into a heavy silence that matched the turmoil churning inside me. My hands lingered on the steering wheel, knuckles pale from gripping it too tightly, as if holding on could steady the storm of emotions still raging from last night. Austin’s words—“I didn’t ask you to care for me”—echoed in my head, each syllable a fresh wound, laced with guilt and regret that burned hotter with every replay. My eyes stung, gritty from tears and sleeplessness, my chest a tight knot of anger, shame, and a longing for Lucas I couldn’t shake, no matter how hard I tried. I took a shaky breath, willing myself to focus, to bury it all and face the day, but the weight of it clung to me, heavy and unrelenting.I pushed open the car door, the cool morning air hitting my face like a slap, and stepped out, my heels clicking against the asphalt. That’s when I saw her—Amelia, standin
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 123
Olivia's povAustin’s words hit me like a slap, sharp and searing, cutting through the quiet of the kitchen with a force that stole my breath. “Did you think anyone believed that silly lie you told?” he asked, his voice low, thick with anger, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that made my heart lurch. I froze, my hands gripping a damp dish towel, the air suddenly too heavy, too tight. Shock rippled through me, cold and electric, my pulse hammering in my ears as I registered the accusation in his tone. He knew—or at least suspected—and the realization sent a wave of panic crashing over me, my chest constricting with guilt and fear.“What do you mean?” I asked, my voice trembling, a weak attempt to feign ignorance despite the truth clawing at my throat. My fingers tightened around the towel, twisting it until my knuckles ached, as if the pain could ground me, keep me from unraveling.I knew exactly what he meant—the lie I’d told Ethan, the flimsy excuse about a business f
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 122
Oliva's POV The night air was cool against my skin as Lucas walked me back to my car, his footsteps quiet beside mine, the silence between us heavy with the weight of everything unspoken. I clutched my purse tighter, my fingers digging into the leather as I tried to anchor myself, to quell the storm of emotions swirling inside—longing, guilt, fear, and a fragile hope I didn’t dare name. The parking lot was dim, the streetlights casting long shadows that danced across his face, and I stole glances at him, my breath catching at the familiar lines of his jaw, the exhaustion etched into his eyes. My chest ached with a love I couldn’t shake, a pull that threatened to unravel me every time he was near.He stopped by my car, his hands shoved into his pockets, his gaze flickering to the ground before meeting mine. “I wish you hadn’t come with your car,” he said, his voice low, rough with a wistfulness that twisted my heart. “I could’ve dropped you off.”The words hung there, soft and int
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 121
Olivia's pov The kiss hung between us like a storm cloud, electric and untamed, its aftershock trembling through my lips, my veins, my very soul. We stood in Lucas’s office, the dim light casting jagged shadows across his face, his breath ragged, mirroring the frantic thudding of my heart. My hands lingered on his chest, pressed against the fabric of his shirt, feeling the wild, desperate beat beneath—alive, real, a rhythm that echoed the chaos tearing through me. My knees weakened, my breath shallow, as I drowned in his eyes—those hazel depths I’d once known better than my own, now stormy with guilt, longing, and a rawness that pierced me to my core. My chest ached, a hollow, searing pain, as every buried feeling I’d fought to suppress clawed its way back, overwhelming and unstoppable.He broke the silence first, his voice a jagged whisper, thick with regret and something deeper, something that cracked my heart open wider. “I’m sorry,” he said, his gaze dropping to the floor, h
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 120
Olivia's POVThe backyard was filled with the scent of grilled meat and charcoal. I stood near the picnic table, a glass of lemonade in my hand, the cool condensation slick against my fingers as I tried to anchor myself in the moment. The glow of string lights cast a warm haze over everything, softening the edges of the day’s chaos, but my mind was still a tangled mess, replaying Ryan’s father’s threats, the police, and literally everything that had gone wrong in my life.Ethan was across the lawn, chasing Aiden around in a game of tag, the little boy’s squeals of delight piercing the evening air. It was a scene so normal, so peaceful, that it almost felt like a lie—like I’d stepped into someone else’s life instead of my own.Vivian sidled up beside me, her shoulder brushing mine, her presence a quiet comfort I’d missed more than I’d realized. She held a plate of ribs, picking at them absently, her eyes soft as she watched Ethan scoop Aiden up and spin him around. “He’s missed you,
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 119
My heart stopped, then slammed back to life, pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. I spun around, staring at Amelia, her words—“I have evidence”—ringing in my ears like a gunshot. Shock ripped through me, cold and electric, freezing me in place as my mind scrambled to catch up. Evidence? What evidence? My hands trembled, my breath hitching, and I felt the world tilt beneath me.“What evidence?” I demanded, my voice rough, cracking with a mix of disbelief and rising panic. I took a step toward her, my eyes locked on hers, searching for some hint, some crack in her smug facade. “What the hell are you talking about, Amelia?”She stood there, her arms crossed, her lips curled into a tight, defiant smirk, her eyes gleaming with a menace that made my skin crawl. She didn’t answer—just stared at me, her silence a weapon sharper than any words. My chest tightened, frustration boiling up, hot and suffocating. “Answer me!” I snapped, my voice louder now, raw with the fear I couldn’t
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 118
Lucas’s POV I stood at the airport, the buzz of travelers and rolling suitcases a dull roar in my ears, my stomach knotted with a dread I couldn’t shake. Amelia was next to me, her perfume sharp and overpowering, her voice was a relentless drone as she prattled on about the honeymoon she’d orchestrated—some tropical getaway I’d never wanted. My suitcase sat heavy in my hand, a physical reminder of the prison I’d locked myself into by marrying her. The ring on my finger felt like a shackle, cold and tight, a constant itch I couldn’t scratch. I didn’t want this—not the trip, not her, not the forced smiles I’d have to plaster on for days on end. My chest burned with the urge to run, to ditch the whole damn thing and vanish into the crowd, but I was stuck, tethered by the child she carried and the guilt that came with it.That was when they appeared—two police officers, their uniforms crisp, their faces hard, cutting through the sea of people with a purpose that made my heart stutt
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 117
Olivia’s POVAs Ryan's father stormed out of my office, I stood there, frozen, my hands still gripping the edge of my desk as if it were the only thing keeping me upright. His words—“You murderer! You killed my son!”—echoed in my head, a relentless assault that left my chest tight and my breaths shallow. The room felt smaller, the air heavier, and my legs trembled beneath me, threatening to give out entirely. I was shaken, more than I wanted to admit, the raw fury in his eyes searing into me like a brand. My heart pounded, a frantic rhythm that drowned out the hum of the office beyond my door, and for a moment, I wasn’t sure I could pull myself back together.But I had to. I couldn’t let this unravel me—not here, not now. With a shaky breath, I straightened, forcing my hands to release the desk, though my fingers ached from the strain. My mind raced, searching for a lifeline, something to anchor me in the chaos. Ryan’s father was a problem I couldn’t handle alone—not with his rag
