My CEO Ex-husband wants me back after divorce

Chapter One

Junia's POV

 

Dressed in splendor and grandeur, I couldn't help but keep my shoulders up high while swirling the wine glass with my fingers in style as the ladies who flocked around me, stared at me in great admiration.

 

Brenda, the wife of Blair, the CEO of the Blair group of companies who had always seen me as a competition sauntered towards me while tucking the few strands of hair that fell on her face behind her hair.

 

She gasped, her hands flying over her mouth as she approached me. Pointing to my diamond earrings, she let out a soft chuckle as she said, "Oh my, that diamond earring that you have on is really beautiful but it isn't as beautiful as mine. My husband bought this for me when he went on a trip to Saudi Arabia, I think that it cost around ten million dollars,"

 

I bit the corner of my lower lips in anger. She was someone who always wanted to be in the spotlight but tonight, I wouldn't allow her to because this was my night and not hers.

 

I lowered my head as a wry chuckle erupted from my mouth while I walked towards her, closing the space between us as I ran my fingers through her diamond necklace.

 

My lashes swept up while staring right into her eyes. "Isn't that cheap for a necklace and an earring? Sorry, to say the least, but the cost of my earrings is 40 million dollars so it isn't only about beauty but it is about the worth and cost" I smiled widely at her while her face contorted in a frown.

 

Not wanting to exchange words with her, I patted her on the shoulders and fixed my gaze back on the door.

 

Anxiety crept at the back of my neck as I fiddled with my fingers, not darting my eyes off the door.

 

Brenda who was bent on annoying me, stepped forward while standing next to me. "It is your third wedding anniversary and I don't see your husband anywhere, are you sure that everything is okay?" A lecherous glint gleamed in her eyes while a smile crept at the corner of her lips.

 

I stared daggers at her as a thick lump formed in my throat.

 

My other friends chipped in, agreeing with Brenda. "Yes you are right, we the guests are here right now and one of the reasons why we are isn't even around and it has been up to two hours now" I heard one of them say and her words made my stomach churn.

 

I turned to look at them confidently. "As you all know, my husband is the richest billionaire in the whole of New York City. He is quite a busy man and he would be here any moment from now. Before he gets back, Ethan had told me to give you guys gifts just to compensate for his latenesses."

 

I hit my hands in a bid to call for the maids and they ushered  in while holding different shopping bags and handing them to them one by one.

 

As I left where they were standing, I could hear their gasps behind me.

 

"Oh my God, she is lucky"

 

"I wish that my marriage was as perfect as hers"

 

"Her husband doesn't only care about her but he also cares about the well-being of her guests"

 

"Why didn't I meet him first?"

 

I swallowed the thick lump that formed beneath my throat because only if they knew, if only they knew what the truth was, maybe they would take back their words as fast as possible.

 

I removed my phone from my silver purse, trying to call Ethan but I got the same response that I have been getting for the past 24 hours, his number wasn't available.

 

My fingers wobbled as I held on tightly to the door while mustering the courage to press the phone to my ear.

 

"Please Ethan, let this call go through" I muttered under my breath, squeezing my eyes shut while holding on to the tiny bit of hope that he was going to appear at the door.

 

But the beep that came from my phone shattered the last bit of hope in me as tears stung the back of my eyes. He certainly couldn't have forgotten about our wedding anniversary right?

 

There was in no way that was possible.

 

However, deep down, I knew that it was possible! Maybe I shouldn't have placed high hopes in someone who has never remembered my birthday date, neither has he wished me or gotten me any present.

 

How could I expect him to have regard for our wedding anniversary but he was present at the first and second anniversaries? He has always been there so what was happening now?

 

Different thoughts raced through my mind, causing my heart to palpitate in fear. "What if something bad happened to him? I was sure that I reminded him about the wedding anniversary two days back.  Where was he?" I thought to myself as my eyes flicked open slowly.

 

Things have been going from worse to worst between me and Ethan and it felt like the chaotic event that happened on my wedding day with Ethan was about to happen again. It felt as if things were happening all over and over again.

 

That day, Ethan failed to come to the wedding but after persuasion from his grandfather, he arrived.

 

"In the end, he later arrived and now, he was going to come" I muttered, bobbing my head slowly.

 

However, after waiting for an extra hour and he wasn't there, my heart sank to my stomach and at that moment, I knew that he wasn't going to come. The fact that he forgot about this day caused my heart to shatter into pieces and the only thing I wanted was to bawl my eyes out.

 

I glanced behind me, my gaze landing on my friends who also stared back at me with eyes peaked with curiosity.

 

I wiped off my tears with the back of my hand, sniffling back my tears.  

 

Ethan had already succeeded in embarrassing me today so it was better to save myself from more embarrassment before I  make a fool out of myself.

 

I was about to walk towards them when I paused on my track as soon as I heard the footsteps that I have mastered, behind me.

 

My face lit up brightly in excitement as I swirled on the same spot and when my eyes landed on him like an anvil, my heart skipped a bit.

 

I was awash with relief and a bright smile spread across my face as I stared at him right in the eyes while he took tiny steps toward me that looked more like he was on the verge of staggering.

 

Before he could fall, I rushed towards him and attempted to help him but took me aback when he shoved my hands off him.

 

Murmurs erupted in the room, concerning that single action of him and I knew that I needed to save face.

 

I ambled towards him and that was when the realization hit me that he was drunk as he reeked of alcohol. My eyes widened in shock because there was no way that he was this drunk on our anniversary.

 

It was not the time to react so I ignored it and tried reaching my hands for him again when he grabbed me by the wrist holding my hands firmly as he stared daggers at me.

 

Gasps erupted in the room and at that moment, I wished that the ground could give up its content and take me instead.

 

With his hazel eyes blazing with intense rage,  he thundered. "I am sick of this act! I am sick of staying with you!" He yelled, releasing me by the wrist.

 

My mouth slackened in shock with my hands dangling helplessly by my side while he searched his fingers through his pocket frantically.

 

He staggered again, shoving the paper right into my hand. "This is a divorce paper, sign it because I don't need you anymore and I have never needed you"

 

His words were like daggers that pierced inside my heart, causing my heart to pound in my chest. My eyes were fixed on the papers in my hands and realization hit me that he had finally carried out his threat.

 

He had always been threatening me with the fact that he was going to divorce me one day and he finally did and to worsen it all, he presented me with this on our wedding anniversary.

 

Despite everything, I wanted to settle for the fact that he was drunk so I attempted to take him to the room when I caught sight of a kiss lipstick sign on his shirt.

 

Before I could place one and one together, my eyes almost popped out of its sockets when I saw the woman that suddenly appeared behind him.

 

It was Maddie, his ex-fiancee and the only woman that he had ever loved.