THE EX-HUSBAND REGRET

THE EX-HUSBAND REGRET

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Wanda's three years of marriage to her college best friend, Anderson is about to collapse when she can't bear him a child. At least a female child could have given her some worth. Anderson was so determined to prove to his parents his choice to marry her but she couldn't give him a male child. One morning, Anderson came into the house angered and frustrated looking for Wanda. Meanwhile, Wanda was in the bathroom trying to check the pregnancy tube hoping for a positive result but unfortunately, Anderson barged in and grabbed her by her hair, mercilessly hitting her. After signing the divorce paper, Wanda left the house but forgot the pregnancy tube in the bedroom. Anderson sees it and discovers that Wanda is pregnant but she is already gone.

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18 Chapters

CHAPTER ONE

Wanda Skyes sat on the water closet, her face dulled and worried. "Please, let it be positive this time." She mumbled softly in a cracked voice with her eyes seriously fixed on the pregnancy tube in her hand, impatiently waiting for the result.Wanda's legs were involuntarily shaking as she kept blinking her eyes at the object in her left hand. And soon, it was about time to see the result. She closed her eyes tightly before gradually opening it to see what her fate was."Wanda." A thick loud voice called from the other side of the bathroom door. The voice startled Wanda to the core, almost dropping the tube on the floor. "Shit!" She exclaimed with a fearful tone."Get the hell out here now!" The male voice added. It was Andrew, Wanda's cruel husband. "Wanda, open the damn door right now!" He yelled at the top of his thick voice again, hitting the door continuously."I-i coming..." Wanda stammered, trying to get hold of herself. Her hands were shaking and sweaty. "I will be right outs
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CHAPTER TWO

Anderson rushed out of his mansion down the street with only his pants and no shirt to cover his upper body. He looked dejected, frustrated, and sad. His hands covered his mouth in great shock as he wandered restlessly.Anderson made a strong fist and screamed, "Fuck!!" Venting out his frustration.Meanwhile, Wanda sat quietly in front of the car along with the stranger. Her face emit brokenness and hopelessness which the man could read easily. He glanced at her slightly. "If I may ..." He asked with a sweaty voice.But Wanda didn't answer. She was lost in thought. Where would she go to right now? She has no one left to run to for help or support, where would she lay her head when the night comes?"Is everything all right, Miss?" The man asked with a curious tone. His eyes fixed on the road ahead but he kept glancing at her stealthy.Wanda was still lost in her thoughts. Tears began to roll down her right eye without her realizing. The man looked worried and soon hit the break and par
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CHAPTER THREE

Wanda couldn't believe her eyes. What is Micheal doing here at the hotel and why are all these men with him? Or is he a government official? Different thoughts kept roaming her mind."I am sorry, Sir." Wanda apologized, sniffed her nose, and tried to move away from Micheal."Where are you going?" Micheal asked curiously, watching her as she tried to drag her heavy box. "To wherever the world takes me," Wanda answered with a weak tone, dragging her box on the floor.Micheal quickly walked in front of her and blocked her way. "Wait, I know you have nowhere to go. So why don't you ..." Wanda quickly argued, "...why don't you just get out of my way." She spoke almost yelling at Micheal.Micheal raised his hands in a surrender gesture. "Okay!" He said, gesturing his hands for her to make her move.Wanda walked away but halted when she heard something that she never imagined. "Let me help you, Wanda. Spend the night here and I promise to help you find a good home and job." Micheal spoke wi
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CHAPTER FOUR

Wanda began to feel nervous. Her heart beats faster. She could see the mischievous look in Micheal's eyes but she wasn't sure yet what his intentions were. And then finally she summoned the courage to speak. "What proposal if I may ask?" Said Wanda with a blurted voice. Her eyes are white as the snow staring at the man beside her.Micheal bit his lower lips and reached out to a brown envelope. He handed it to Wanda. "Here ..." Wanda froze for a few seconds, her brow arched upwards in curiosity. "What is in there?" She curiously asked with a thin voice.Micheal signaled with his head for her to go ahead and check it out. His eyes fixed on hers, keenly observing her body language.Wanda took the brown envelope and slowly opened it. She brought out some white papers and dropped the envelope on the table beside her. Staring at the paper, Wanda read through the contents with widened eyes, blinking almost twice a second. She raised her head and gave Micheal a blunt look."Is this the prop
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CHAPTER FIVE

Chapter FiveAnderson’s heart pounded in his chest as he burst through the grand doors of St. James Church, the heavy oak slamming against the walls with a resonant thud that echoed through the sacred space. Heads turned, startled gasps rippling through the gathered crowd as he stumbled forward, breath ragged and eyes wild. At the altar, Wanda stood in her pristine white gown, a vision of beauty and sadness all at once. Her fingers were intertwined with Michael’s, the two of them locked in an intimate gaze that made Anderson’s stomach churn. The pastor’s voice droned in the background, a solemn recitation of vows that Anderson could barely hear over the roaring in his ears. And then it happened—the final dagger to his heart. Michael leaned in, his lips brushing against Wanda’s in a soft, deliberate kiss. Anderson felt the air rush out of his lungs as if he had been sucker-punched. Time seemed to slow, the scene playing out in painful slow motion: Wanda’s eyes fluttering shut, her br
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CHAPTER SIX

Chapter Six The car ride was heavy with silence as Agnes drove Anderson back to his house. The city lights blurred past them, casting fleeting shadows that danced across Anderson’s tense face. He stared out the window, his mind replaying the devastating scene at the church: Wanda, in that beautiful gown, exchanging vows and kisses with another man. Each image was like a fresh wound, stinging and unrelenting. Agnes glanced sideways at him, her grip tightening on the steering wheel. She could feel the anger radiating off of Anderson, his body taut like a coiled spring ready to snap. She wanted to say something—anything—to break the oppressive quiet, but words felt useless against the storm brewing inside him. As they pulled up to Anderson’s mansion, he flung the car door open and stormed out without a word, his steps unsteady on the cobblestone path leading to his front door. Agnes hurried after him, her heels clicking loudly against the stone. “Anderson, wait!” she called out, her v
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CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER SEVEN Wanda’s breath caught in her throat as she stepped into the lavish cottage house. The entrance was a breathtaking display of opulence, with tall glass walls that offered a panoramic view of the shimmering Las Vegas skyline. The interior was no less stunning: polished marble floors, modern chandeliers dripping with crystals, and plush furnishings in soft, inviting tones. It was the epitome of luxury, a place designed to impress and indulge. Michael followed closely behind, his hand resting lightly on Wanda’s back as he guided her through the sprawling space. “Welcome to paradise,” he murmured, his voice laced with satisfaction as he watched Wanda’s reaction. She glanced around, her eyes wide with awe, but there was a hesitation in her steps—an uncertainty that Michael either didn’t notice or chose to ignore. The cottage was massive, each suite tailored for couples seeking the perfect honeymoon escape. Everything from the soft ambient lighting to the subtle scent of ro
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CHAPTER EIGHT

Chapter Eight Anderson groaned as he slowly woke up, his head throbbing with the relentless ache of last night’s drinking. He blinked against the harsh morning light streaming through the half-drawn curtains, his vision blurry and his mind foggy. The events of the previous night were a disjointed mess in his memory, flashes of Agnes, the bar, and his own anger swirling together in a confusing haze. As he shifted on the bed, Anderson froze, the realization dawning painfully slow. He was naked, the sheets tangled around his legs in a disheveled mess. His heart skipped a beat, a sick feeling rising in his stomach as he turned his head and saw Agnes lying beside him. She was half-covered by the bedsheet, her bare shoulders exposed and her hair fanned out across the pillow like a dark halo. “Agnes,” Anderson muttered, his voice thick with disbelief and a tinge of panic. He sat up abruptly, clutching the sheet to his waist as if it could shield him from the reality before him. “What the
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CHAPTER NINE

Chapter Nine Michael leaned against the plush headboard of the bed, his gaze fixed on Wanda as she sat quietly by the vanity. The tension from Martha’s unexpected visit lingered in the air like an unwelcome guest, casting a shadow over the morning that was supposed to be filled with new beginnings. Michael knew he needed to break the silence, to reclaim the moment that had been lost. “Wanda,” he said softly, moving closer to her. She glanced up, her eyes guarded and distant. “I know this hasn’t been easy. The wedding, the changes, everything… I just want us to be happy. To make this work.” Wanda offered a faint smile, though it wavered at the edges. She could feel the sincerity in Michael’s words, but the images of Anderson, the turmoil of her past, still lingered just beneath the surface. She nodded, trying to push the unease aside. “I’m trying, Michael,” she whispered, her voice tinged with a mix of hope and hesitation. “I really am.” Michael reached out, taking her hand in his.
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CHAPTER TEN

Chapter Ten Wanda woke with a start, her body drenched in a cold sweat. She sat up quickly, a wave of nausea crashing over her as the room spun around her. Her head pounded, each throb echoing like a drumbeat in her ears. She swallowed hard, trying to keep the bile from rising, but the churning in her stomach wouldn’t be ignored. She stumbled out of bed, her hands trembling as she fumbled for balance. “What is happening to me?” she mumbled to herself, her voice weak and strained. She clutched her stomach, the sick feeling intensifying with each step. Desperation clawed at her as she searched for someone—anyone—who could help, but the suite was empty, Michael long gone. Wanda's breath hitched as another wave of dizziness hit her. She leaned against the cool marble wall, her vision blurring at the edges. She had never felt like this before, her body betraying her with every movement. Panic set in as she realized there was no one nearby; she was alone, and she had to find help before
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