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Dear Ex, Marry Me Again! 102
I left the house, fumed. This should be the last time he treats Father like trash. He must have forgotten who put him in that position. I reached for the car, hopped inside, and settled into the chair. "Let's go." I instructed, fastening my seatbelt. He started the engine and drove out of the compound. I hoped this would serve as a warning, Father is not someone he can look down on. Just like the saying goes, you bite the hand that feeds you, and that's accurately what they are planning to do to him. But it won't work. If he's mad because I asked him to leave my office, then he should take it up with me, not Father. They could claim he didn’t raise me well, but thanks to my mother, they can shift the blame to her. She wouldn’t mind that. "The secretary called." He said. Slowly, I turned to look in his direction and saw him stealing glances at me through the rearview mirror. "Is everything okay?" I asked further. "She said a parcel came for you." A parcel? Could it be one of tho
Dear Ex, Marry Me Again! 01
Emily During our four years of marriage, most of the time, my husband treats me like a total stranger. I have always been a stranger to him, even though we were a couple. The only exception is when he contacts me, and whenever he does, it's all about getting me to the hospital to donate blood to Zara. That was my use in this marriage, always donating blood to her, and get paid at the end of the month. It was what I had agreed to hoping he would love me some day. It's the third time this month, and it's more than my body can take already. But who cares? That's what I'm supposed to do whenever Zara needs a blood transfusion. I'm sitting on the sofa and my eyes are getting a little watery and blurry, while still running a little temperature. Yesterday was our fourth year anniversary. So I thought of preparing something to celebrate with him. I waited for him to get home from work, and carefully prepared dinner for our anniversary, and yet I stood in the rain for over an hour waiting
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I put my phone away, suppressed the excruciating pain in my heart, the burning sensation in my body, and forced myself to Rose from the couch. I ascended the stairs to get my bag from the bedroom, and soon I returned, making my way out of the house. I stepped out of the house, hailed a cab and went directly to the coffee shop not far from the hospital. My mind is made up, I won't just sit and continue being a bank of blood for someone who doesn't even value me. I have tried everything to make him love me, and now it's time to move on with my life. Four years are not four months. With each passing second, Ryan still hadn’t shown up. I am not leaving until he does. As I waited, my phone buzzed twice, it was Ryan calling. I didn’t answer, thinking he would call a third time. But he didn’t. I sat there, pale, the pain from earlier still engulfing my body. An hour later, Ryan finally appeared, just like I had thought when I didn't pick his calls. He is slow to see his mistakes. He
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Ryan’s eyes darkened, his expression turning grim. "What the hell are you doing!" He cussed, as he pushed his way into the room. "Emily." He called out to me, his voice was as cold as ice. Was he so afraid of what I might do to her? I can't believe he still cares so much about her even after his signed the divorce papers. This just proves, he never felt anything for me. If he does, he wouldn't have attempted to sign the damn papers. Zara's eyes widened with fake panic as she turned her look away, tears welling up in her eyes. This was all she's good at, constantly trying to stand out as the good girl when she's the devil. I can't believe I endure this shit for the pass four years. Where were my senses? My steeze and demure? I can't believe I did everything for love and was never loved back. “I swear, Emily, I didn’t do anything. You have got it all wrong.” She feigned even more, knowing he would side with her. Was I really out of my mind to confront her in front of Ryan?
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RyanI sensed that there was something different about Emily. Definitely, there was something off about her. She wasn't the Emily I once married, she acted so different at the hospital.There's no way I'm mistaken, or was I overthinking things because she asked for a divorce? She was nothing to me from the start, but why are my even bothered?I couldn't put my finger on what just happened. It was like things were spinning out of control. I had control over her for the last three years, and in the blink of an eye, she asked for a divorce because of something she clearly knew Zara would never do.After four years of marriage, I thought I knew her very well. Before we got married, she was obsessive and clingy, but after we got married, she became submissive and obedient, a good wife. And today, I was in the office when I saw a message popped into my phone, upon reaching out to it, I saw a message from her asking for a divorce."I don't believe she's in her right state of mind. Where will
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EmilyI squinted, trying to force my eyes open. After a few attempts, they finally flew open. Slowly, I looked around, not immediately recognizing where I was until my gaze landed on the familiar picture frame in my room.I realized I was home—in my room. But the question lingering in my mind was, how did I get here? I had been brought back to the mansion where my mother and stepfather lived.Tentatively, I stepped out of bed and made my way downstairs. As my gaze traveled to the clock on the wall, I saw it was almost noon. I must have slept for a long time, something I hadn’t done in the past four years of my marriage to Ryan.It had always been one chaos to another, doing house chores, trying to please Ryan, Zara, and his family members. But now, it was finally over. Deep down, I was hurt that I couldn't win his love in those four years, he was the perfect hubby for me. The kind of man I have always wanted to spend the rest of my life with, but there was nothing I could do about it
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It was late night, I stood outside the house waiting for Ethan to come home. I called him some minutes back, and he made it known to me that his on his way home. I need to thank him for bringing me home. He was strongly against me getting married to Ryan, but since I insisted, he didn't push forward. We both attended the same university, and unfortunately, I found out he had a crush on me. It was just a crush, and that was before we found out our parents were seeing each other. I was privileged to gain scholarship into one of the most prestigious universities in the United Kingdom, and it's all thanks to my mother. Ryan's friend told me about the crush, but when I asked him, he denied it. Who knew our parents were in love and would get married someday. He admitted to having a crush on me when we became siblings. And since then, he's been doing all best to protect me and Lisa as his little sisters. I'm grateful I had someone like him as a big brother. He's been protecting a
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I looked away, held on to Ethan's hands warmly, and allowed him walk me further into the crowd. Even though I couldn't see his face, I knew his gaze were fixated on me. He must have a lot of questions running through his mind.The surprise was evident on his face, he wasn't expecting to see me here. I mean not in the midst of elites. I'm a nobody to him, so there's no way I would be in the midst of so many wealthy people.I didn't care what he thinks of me right now. What matters is that we got a divorce, and I'm slowly trying to move on without him."Are you okay?" I heard, snapping me out of my reverie. I took a quick glance at Ethan next to me, and smiled."Don't worry about me, I'm okay. Let's enjoy the rest of the evening." I assured him, the smile still on my face. We are here to rub mind's with people, have fun, and enjoy the moment."Sure! Let's look for other's, I can't find them since we stepped into the venue." Ethan said.I nodded, and just allow him drag me. I also haven'
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I left the house, fumed. This should be the last time he treats Father like trash. He must have forgotten who put him in that position. I reached for the car, hopped inside, and settled into the chair. "Let's go." I instructed, fastening my seatbelt. He started the engine and drove out of the compound. I hoped this would serve as a warning, Father is not someone he can look down on. Just like the saying goes, you bite the hand that feeds you, and that's accurately what they are planning to do to him. But it won't work. If he's mad because I asked him to leave my office, then he should take it up with me, not Father. They could claim he didn’t raise me well, but thanks to my mother, they can shift the blame to her. She wouldn’t mind that. "The secretary called." He said. Slowly, I turned to look in his direction and saw him stealing glances at me through the rearview mirror. "Is everything okay?" I asked further. "She said a parcel came for you." A parcel? Could it be one of tho
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As we left the house, I turned to Lincoln to ask about Biggy. He told me that Biggy had reached out to him, asking him to pick me up in his place. What happened? Where had Biggy gone? He hadn’t told Lincoln where he was heading, and the thought of him leaving without informing me nagged at my mind. Looking in Lincoln's direction, I leaned forward slightly. "Please drop me at the Mayor's house." I instructed, leaning back against the headrest and staring out the window. Before I could process my thoughts, the car came to a sudden halt, pulling my attention back to him. "What’s going on? The car seems fine." I said, puzzled by the abrupt stop. "I'm sorry, ma'am. The car is fine, I was the one who stopped it." He explained. I stared at him in astonishment. Why was he stopping? What for? Without waiting for my response, he tried to explain himself. "I don’t think you should go to the Mayor's house." He said cautiously. I frowned, trying to understand his reasoning, but his words were
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Emily The echoing sound startled everyone in the dining room. Father, who was closest to the exit, hurriedly stood up and made his way into the living room. Seeing how urgently he moved, we followed behind. Upon stepping into the living room, we saw Ethan rushing down the stairs, a bit disheveled. "What is going on? I called you for breakfast, and you didn’t show up." Mother said as he took the last step down. Ethan didn’t respond. Instead, he grabbed his keys from the table and was about to head out when Father stopped him. "Did you not hear what your mother said?" Father asked firmly. Ethan paused, almost stumbling but quickly caught himself by grabbing the wall for support. "I’m sorry, Father. I heard her, but I need to track one of the twins now. He just left his address." Ethan said hurriedly, and without waiting for a response, he dashed out of the room. Mother sighed heavily. "What is really going on? I don’t understand anymore. Why can’t he just be sure of the one behind
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It had been two days since I announced the launch of the new refinery, and today it was happening live. I had invited a few people to grace the occasion, and I was pleased they all showed up to celebrate with me. Most of the invited guests had already left, leaving me with just a handful who stayed behind to keep me company while I addressed some issues. One of them was Mr. Fernandez.I had sent him an invitation, hoping he would come, and to my greatest surprise, he did. I spotted him earlier when most of the guests had gathered. At the time, I was busy inspecting some equipment and walking around the machines when he and his group arrived."Mr. Ryan." one of them called, catching my attention. I stepped back to meet them, extending my hand for a handshake."I'm honored you showed up. Thank you for sparing some time from your busy schedule." I said."You are welcome! Keep up the good work. We will be on our way now." Mr. Fernandez replied.I nodded, gesturing toward the exit. "Let me
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I arrived home and made my way upstairs to freshen up before thinking about grabbing dinner. It had been months since I last cooked, but making something tonight didn’t seem like a bad idea. I dropped my phone on the bed and proceeded to strip off my clothes. While reaching for my T-shirt, I thought I heard some commotion outside. The voices sounded distant, and it would take a minute to get downstairs to check. I ignored it and turned to walk into the washroom when a knock on my bedroom door halted me. "Jasper, is that you?" I asked, waiting quietly for a response. "Yes, we have a problem." He replied, and I immediately thought about the voices I had heard. "Anderson showed up and refuses to leave until he meets you." Anderson? What does he want? Could the police still be watching us? Does he want to get dragged in for questioning? It’s only been a few days since his accomplice died—why is he showing up at my house now? I need to warn him. "I will be downstairs." I responded. He
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Ryan It was late in the evening. I had been indoors working all day, but an idea suddenly popped into my head, prompting me to step out. The death of the figure we held hostage still lingered in my mind. I decided it was time to find out more about the kind of person he was and the people he worked for. If Anderson was truly one of them, then it’s likely they worked together before he was killed. I recalled keeping a business card belonging to one of the men from the abandoned estate where the figure resided. He had claimed he wasn’t a killer, and if he was telling the truth, then I needed to uncover who he really was before that bastard ended his life. I have tried every possible way to catch the perpetrator, but nothing has worked so far. What other avenue is left for me to explore? I was a peaceful young man during my school days, with no issues or conflicts with anyone. Yet here I am, entangled in a web of betrayal and violence. In my line of business, there are many who have
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We spent the entire day moving from one orphanage to another, distributing the items I had asked Ethan to arrange for me. I hadn’t been to the office all day. Though it was the weekend, I still had work to catch up on. As soon as I left the house, we headed to the store where the items were packed.Father was kind enough to hire some guards to accompany me on the journey. I went out with a convoy of vehicles, which I hadn’t expected until they showed up at the location where the goods were stored.The guards helped load everything into the cars, and we set off to deliver the items to the orphanages. It had been a fun and fulfilling day since morning, though I had overheard some of them complaining about being hungry.We had breakfast before leaving, but I guess going there and here, had made them all exhausted. They made a great team, I wasn't just going out with them, they were all entertaining and fun to be with.We were headed to a Christian orphanage run by a group of reverend sis
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As we arrived at the courthouse, I spotted the lawyer outside, engaged in a conversation with an elderly lady. The area was slightly crowded, making me wonder if the session had already concluded.Stepping out of the car, my gaze shifted to Adams, who was emerging from the courthouse exit. His expression was dark, and moments later, his father followed behind him, both looking tense. I couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to put them in such a mood.I walked toward the lawyer, who waved me over. As I approached, I noticed Adams heading in my direction. Ignoring him, I focused on the lawyer."Don’t tell me I’m late. I left as soon as I called you." I said, standing beside the elderly lady he had been speaking to, exchanging greetings."When you called, we were about to enter the courthouse. The evidence you provided was strong enough to wrap things up quickly." He replied."Emily, I need to talk to you." Adams interrupted, his voice firm."I'm sorry, you can't see her. Please lea
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EmilyIf I hadn't grown up a bit before Father left us, I wouldn't have believed what Mother told me a few hours ago. I had a rough childhood, and he was never there for me. Mother wasn’t allowed to show me love, which I guess was why she lied to me—saying he had died—and ran away with me.But did he really tell her he wouldn’t come home unless she sent me back to the orphanage? Did he divorce her because of that? How could he have trust issues when he knew she liked his friend before he made his intentions known to her?Two best friends fell in love with her, but she ended up with him. Such a miserable man I call Father. How could he even think Mother slept with his best friend when she was married to him? Was he that insecure because he was lucky to wed her instead of his friend?Mother did the right thing by leaving him. I'm glad I didn't grow up with him. Who knows, he might have killed me by now and claimed it was an accident. I have a father who cherishes me, I should hold him d
