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Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Don't you dare call me back
Fear gripped Bethany and Fred like a vice as they rushed toward the commotion at the door.“What’s going on?” Bethany gasped, her eyes darting around the hallway.“Hey! Stop!” Fred yelled, bolting after a man who disappeared into the darkness. His heavy footsteps echoed, fading quickly.Bethany froze at the sight in front of her—Natalie sprawled on the ground, bruised and beaten. Her breath hitched as she dropped to her knees beside her friend.“Oh my God! Natalie! Are you okay? Who did this to you?” Bethany’s voice cracked, panic lacing every word. She gently shook Natalie, trying to keep her conscious.Natalie’s lips parted, but no words came out. She clutched Bethany’s arm weakly, her eyes fluttering shut.“Stay with me, Nat! Stay with me!” Bethany pleaded, her hands trembling.Moments later, Fred returned, panting heavily. “He got away! Damn it, I lost him!” He bent over, hands on his knees, before looking up to see Natalie’s condition. His expression darkened.“What the hell? Nat
Last Updated : 2024-12-30Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Ajar
REET RESTAURANTBethany, dressed elegantly in a white gown and black coat, stepped into the restaurant where Dean had made their reservation. Her posture was confident, a reflection of the strength she'd been rebuilding without Fred's help.She spotted Dean seated at their table and approached, taking the seat opposite him."Hey! I hope I’m not late. I had to…" She gestured vaguely behind her, leaving the sentence unfinished.Dean leaned forward, a warm smile lighting up his face. "Come on, sweetie, we’re past all that. Tell me….what’s been on your mind?"Bethany chuckled, a soft laugh escaping her lips. "You sound like my therapist!"Dean’s smile faltered for a moment. He reached across the table and pulled her chair slightly closer, catching her off guard."Wait…what?" she asked, her breath hitching."You have a therapist? I.... had no idea!" he whispered, his tone a mix of surprise and concern.Bethany rolled her eyes and tapped his nose playfully. "Used to. And I’m not ashamed o
Last Updated : 2024-12-31Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Meet me
"Bethany!"The voice snapped her out of her daydream, and she blinked, disoriented. There she was, sitting by their table and daydreaming."Oh my God," she muttered, scrunching her nose. "I just had the ickiest dream ever."She looked up to see Dean walking confidently toward their table. The moment he arrived, a hush fell over the room. Conversations died, and people shifted nervously in their seats."What’s going on?" she whispered, a strange unease bubbling in her chest.As she turned her head, her gaze landed on Fred and Chantel settling at a table nearby. Her stomach churned. Oh no. My dream... was it true?Against her better judgment, her eyes darted to Fred. Her cheeks flushed when she noticed his trousers were unzipped. He must have realized it, too, because he quickly adjusted, smirking at her embarrassment."You dreaming about it?" Fred teased, his tone dripping with arrogance.Bethany ignored him, focusing instead on Dean as he stood up. He kissed her forehead tenderly.
Last Updated : 2024-12-31Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! A friend needs help
The long jump made a heavy thud, causing Bethany to lose her balance."Oh my God!" she yelped in pain, clutching her knee as she tried to regain her footing.Her heart raced as the adrenaline kicked in. There was no turning back now. The decision had been made, and she was on this path. Yet, in the fleeting moments of hesitation, doubts began to flood her mind.Am I really doing this? Am I really going to Fred's? The weight of the situation bore down on her, filling her with dread and second-guessing. Fred had seemed so serious, so insistent. What could he possibly have to say that couldn't wait? She needed answers, even if it meant revisiting old wounds.Lost in thought, Bethany was jolted back to reality by a sharp voice."Where do you think you're going?" someone yelled.She looked up, her heart sinking. "Natalie?"A wave of unease washed over her as she took in the sight of Natalie standing there, arms crossed. “How is it possible she's here? “ Bethany thought. She hadn’t expec
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Blam!
NEXT MORNINGBethany stared at her reflection in the mirror, reflecting on the woman she had become. Emotionless, detached, and heartless—all because of the heat emanating from Fred. His influence had changed her in ways she never thought possible.Natalie had been kind to her at times, but deep down, Bethany knew her so-called friend’s motives were shallow. That realization stung more than she was willing to admit.After their heated argument, Natalie had stormed out of the house without a second glance.Was she too harsh? Did she make the right decision? Or was she genuinely in trouble, spiraling out of control?Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted when a pair of comforting hands rested on her shoulders. She gasped and turned to see Dean standing behind her, his expression calm and reassuring.“Oh my God! Dean?” she exclaimed, sighing in relief as she reached for his hand.He stepped closer, his fingers working magic as he massaged her tense shoulders. “You look so stressed. I
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Real you!
The gunshot shattered the air, reverberating like a thunderclap. Bethany flinched, a sharp shriek escaping her lips as she crouched behind the car for cover, her heart pounding against her ribcage.“Oh my God!” she gasped, clutching her chest to steady herself.The minutes ticked by like hours before she finally summoned the courage to straighten up, glancing around cautiously. Just as she was about to slip away, Fred appeared out of nowhere, his face etched with a mixture of worry and urgency.“Hey!” he shouted, his voice startling her.Bethany’s gaze darted to him, her expression a mix of relief and irritation. “Don’t bother calling me, Fred. I need to go check on someone,” she snapped, moving toward her car.But Fred blocked her path. “Natalie? That’s exactly where I’m headed!” he exclaimed, his voice rising. “She hasn’t been picking up, and I swear, if that bastard is there—”“Fred, stop!” Bethany interrupted, her mind racing. Who was this person? How did Fred know about them?
Last Updated : 2025-01-03Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Kill my mom
Fred widened his eyes in shock and surprise. Stacy? Dead? That couldn’t be possible."Are you serious? Is Stacy really dead?" Bethany asked, her heart pounding with fear.The staff member caught her breath, gesturing nervously with her hands. “One of the staff found her in a pool of blood behind the building. She was shot in the head!”“Oh my God!” Bethany exclaimed, her voice trembling.“ What the hell is happening in this company? " Fred stood up abruptly, grabbed his coat, and barked, “Don’t let this situation alarm the customers. Get back to work; I’ll handle it!”He marched toward the door but paused, turning back to Bethany. “Are you coming?”She shook her head violently, waving her hands dismissively. “No... no... It might not even be true. You should check it out first.”With a nod, he stormed out, slamming the door behind him.Bethany stared at her trembling hands. It was happening again. Every time she heard about a death, her hands shook uncontrollably, and her heart race
Last Updated : 2025-01-03Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Betrayed
Her mind raced as she tried to free her hands and run away, but he held her back.Before she could make another move, she heard a thud to the ground and saw that Fred had already taken care of the guy."Oh my God!" she gasped, breathing heavily.Fred blew air across his knuckles and smirked. "You're welcome, princess! Or do I see that you’ve already punched him?"Raising her brows, she couldn’t fathom that he was mocking her when she had just fought for her life."You’re insufferable! Crying prince!" she yelled, throwing her bag at him. The contents spilled out onto the floor.IT WAS CONDOMS!Fred’s eyes widened, and he quickly darted his gaze away, raking his hair in embarrassment.Bethany, mortified, wished the ground would swallow her whole. What she had been trying so desperately to hide had just been exposed by Fred.Dean had told her to buy it but not for them. It was strange! "I... I..." She scratched her face and bent down to pick up the condoms.Fred stared away, his foot on
Last Updated : 2025-01-03
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"Natalie! Natalie!!!" Natalie blinked multiple times, realizing she had been daydreaming about what she planned to do. But something didn’t feel right. She knew she had to do this, but she didn’t want to see her best friend taken away. "Are you okay, Natalie?" Fred asked for the umpteenth time. She pursed her lips and gazed at him, giving a slight nod. "Yeah… I'm fine." "Are you thinking about Bethany? If you are… don’t worry. She’ll be fine, back to her senses, and hopefully not all—" At the mention of Bethany, Natalie clenched her fists. "Really? I feel like you don’t want her to remember me… what we had as best friends!" Shaking his head violently, Fred scoffed. "Are you crazy?" He laughed. "I’m going crazy for my best friend! All I want to know is why you wouldn’t want her to remember her past!" Shocked, Fred leaned in. "Are we supposed to have this conversation?! Don’t you remember when Bethany wanted to kill herself because of her past? Or have you forgotten her
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Fred's eyes softened as he processed Bethany’s words. Who are you?His brows furrowed, and he stepped closer. “You don’t know me?” he asked softly.Bethany gazed into his eyes, tilting her head. “No… Are you the doctor?”Jill let out an awkward laugh while tucking Bethany in. “Oh yes, honey, he’s the doctor. But you ought to know me! High school… your home… your parent figure?”Bethany responded without hesitation, leaving both of them stunned. “I… really don’t know who you are. Can… can I see Maria?” she asked weakly.Jill and Fred exchanged glances before Fred exhaled slowly, palming his forehead.“We’ll be back, honey!” Jill forced a smile before dragging Fred out of the ward.Once outside, Fred yanked his arm away. “Stop controlling me!” he snapped.“I am not controlling you! But you had better fix this mess. What the hell is wrong with you?” She stomped her foot, her eyes blazing. “I knew you were no good—juggling two sisters like they were a pair of juggling balls. Do you have a
Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Carefree
**AT THE HOSPITAL** Fred tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for two things—Dean to be caught and Bethany’s condition to stabilize. He stood up from his chair and glanced over at Jill, who was busy applying makeup. She hadn’t changed one bit. How could she be so carefree when her daughter was in the hospital? Suddenly, the doctor approached. “Mr. Fred?” Fred tilted his head, his voice laced with worry. “Doctor! How is she? Is she okay?” The doctor sighed. “She’s stable, but her memories are groggy. The last thing you should do right now is remind her of her past, present, or future.” “Can I see her?” Jill interjected, taking what felt like ages to get to her feet. “Yes… yes, you can. But remember, follow the rules if you want her to recover properly.” “Okay… thank you, doctor.” Fred gave a warm smile, then walked toward the ward without sparing Jill a glance. Inside, Bethany lay on the hospital bed, IV drips attached to her fragile frame. Taking a deep breath, Fred
Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Darkness
FLASHBACKFifteen-year-old Bethany was washing clothes, occasionally glancing at her mother, Jill, who was playing the role of a philanthropist—helping other women. They would come to their house, and Jill would hand them good clothes and money. But despite her mother's generosity, Bethany couldn't help but wonder why they still lived in near-poverty. Her mother wore expensive outfits, yet her father and she barely had enough to get by."Do a good job and come back for more. Don't you dare make me look bad. I trust you, sweetie!" Jill called out, waving goodbye to the women before turning toward Bethany.Bethany set the clothes aside, crossing her arms over her chest. She watched her mother approach, admiring the confidence she exuded."My pretty baby... You're going to inherit everything I have, and I couldn't be happier!" Jill beamed.A smile formed on Bethany's face. "Mom! Can I try on one of your dresses? I love how they feel on my body!"Jill arched a brow, her expression unread
Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Another hero is born
OUTSIDE THE HOSPITALJohn was dragging Sarah’s hand outside as he came to a halt and pulled out his phone.Tired and frustrated, Sarah yanked her hand away and growled, “What the hell is wrong with you? What do you think you’re doing? And did you see that woman inside? Who wears a green shawl over a red dress? That’s a crime on its own.”Ignoring her, he fidgeted with his phone and kept dialing. His hands were shaking.“Why isn’t he picking up? Call him on your phone.”Sarah groaned and tried calling Dean, but the line wouldn’t go through. John was clearly panicking now. He ran a hand down his face and muttered, “We have to warn Dean. He shouldn’t be anywhere near the streets.”Frustrated, Sarah grabbed his collar and yelled, “For Bethany’s sake, tell me what’s going on! I thought Dean was scared of you. So why are you afraid of him?”John hesitated before answering, “Because… I’ve seen this before. Ten years ago, when he was in high school, he took my phone and connected himself to e
Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! They need her
FLASHBACK: FIVE YEARS AGOBethany set the plate of food down on the dining table, her hands trembling slightly. Spaghetti and meatballs—Fred’s favorite. She knew it wasn’t the best meal for him before work, but she needed something from him.She glanced at the digital clock, tapping her foot impatiently. “Why is he taking forever? Sweetie, are you turning into a woman?” she called out mockingly.Sighing, she sat at the table, waiting. When Fred finally emerged, she blinked in surprise. He was wearing a pristine white suit—one she had never seen him wear before.“So? What do you think? Extravagant, right? I know, I know!” he laughed, twirling in place.Bethany pursed her lips. “Wow! You just pushed the word ‘bride’ right out of my mouth!”“Come on, Bethany. Be serious for once. My dad’s visiting the office today. I need to impress him and be on my best behavior.”Bethany bit her lip and stepped toward him, tugging on his collar. “Yes, baby. You rock that beautiful, sexy suit.”Fred smi
Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Finally, the truth.
Bethany walked slowly, her heels clicking softly against the pavement as she halted, her eyes darting around for Natalie. Funny enough, Natalie had promised to be with her. Yet she was nowhere in sight. A deep sigh escaped Bethany’s lips as she clenched her fingers. *Why does everything feel so wrong?* Fred always handled everything, but if he could lie about their son’s death, then he was capable of lying about anything. “But…I’m his mother. How could I not know the truth?”She was lost in thought when a voice jolted her back to reality. "Are you going to keep standing there?" Dean’s voice was sharp, impatient. "You’re his mother, aren’t you?" Bethany inhaled deeply, forcing herself to stay composed. "That’s not what I asked you to say. Do as you're told." A chuckle slipped past Dean’s lips as he leaned against the hospital wall, folding his arms. "Really? Now that you have my secret, you want to use it against me?" A smirk curled on Bethany’s lips as she turned to fa
Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! A game of choice
Fred creased his brows, worry etched on his face as he yelled, “Natalie got kidnapped?!”Bethany's mouth fell open. “Oh my God! What happened?” she repeated in shock.The voice on the other end hesitated before correcting itself. “Wait… did I say Natalie? I meant to say your wife… Chantel has been kidnapped!”That stutter set off alarm bells. Clicking his tongue, Fred replied coolly, “Really? Are you willing to let her out for five million dollars?”The voice wavered. “Yeah… yeah… that’s already too—Um… I mean, you can send it to her account! I’m sorry… I mean, my account!”A chuckle escaped his lips, but his sneer carried more disdain than amusement. “Why don’t you tell her to go to hell because I would never, in my life, bail her out for a cent?”Disgusted, he hung up and scoffed, “I can’t believe that bitch is trying to get attention. Haven't I already landed in a mess because of her?”Bethany nodded violently. “Yeah… you have!” Then, with an urgent gesture, she pointed toward the
Don't Call Me Back, Ex-husband! Natalie, my hero.
She couldn't believe her eyes. The letter stated:"The blood sample that was given by Miss Bethany is no match to Jason's. She's not the mother of the child. We'd like you to prevent this occurrence from happening because it might damage the hospital's reputation!""Oh my God!!!" Bethany screamed as she staggered back and dropped the letter.Fred's eyes widened as he saw the letter fall to the floor."Bethany... why did you check it?" He breathed and Dean appeared.Bethany's hands trembled as if she had been electrocuted, her words fumbling, "I... what are... are they saying? I'm not his mom?!"Dean's brows creased into a deep frown as he realized Bethany had seen the letter.Fred stepped closer, attempting to reach for her, but Bethany spun around, her voice shaky, "It... says... says I'm not his mom!"Before anyone could react, she collapsed to the floor, unconscious.******WARD 109Natalie adjusted her nurse's mask and cautiously entered the ward where her children lay. It had bee
