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You're Mine, Ex-wife! Perfect Landing
I was resting on the hospital bed when the TV continued droning on with the evening news and my phone buzzed. A text message glowed on the screen: "Hi Allison, it's me, Alex." My heart skipped a beat. Alex. The name alone was enough to trigger a cascade of thoughts. If he was reaching out, it meant he had either managed to flee the country or, worse, he was still here. The latter thought sent a shiver down my spine. If Alex hadn't escaped after his risky endeavor with Rob Glow and the police were to catch him, I would be in deep trouble too. The idea of being behind bars for being the mastermind of his plans was unbearable. I could be forced into doing something desperate to escape that fate.I quickly typed a response, my fingers trembling slightly as I held onto hope that he was messaging me from a safe distance, far from the long arm of the law."Hello Alex, Is that you? Where are you right now?" I paused, my mind racing, before continuing, "I have been looking for you for ages. Wh
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Horrific Label
The taxi's headlights sliced through the night, casting long shadows on the streets as we made our way to the Park Hyatt Sydney Hotel. I was lost in thought, contemplating the fresh start awaiting me in this new city, when the impulse to reach out to Allison struck me. Maybe it was the need for a familiar voice or maybe just the nerves of a new beginning, but I found my fingers tapping out a message on my phone's glowing screen."How are you doing now?" I typed, hoping for a light conversation to ease my thoughts.I watched the city lights blur past as the taxi driver drove along the streets, the hum of the engine a steady background to my anxious wait for a reply. Moments ticked by, each one stretching longer than the last, until my phone finally buzzed with a response.I opened the message, and Allison's words sent a jolt through me: "I haven't been feeling well; even when I gave you that job to do, I was in the hospital. I got into a domestic accident."My heart sank. The message c
You're Mine, Ex-wife! The Terrorist
A voice from the TV was in the midst of delivering the grave news, detailing allegations against me that were as shocking as they were untrue. "Authorities are currently in search of this individual," the news anchor's voice boomed, "believed to be involved in recent terrorist activities."Panic seized me, and in the midst of the chaos of my racing thoughts, I caught the receptionist's eye. She had made the connection, her gaze darting between the image on the screen and my face, now stripped of its disguise. There was a flicker of recognition, then a dawning horror look that mirrored my own shock.I could feel the blood drain from my face as I instinctively reached up to shield my face. It was too late, though; the receptionist's eyes had already widened in recognition, her gaze locking onto mine with paralyzing intensity. As I stumbled forward, hoping to somehow diffuse the situation, her reaction was instantaneous and immediate."Help! Help me!" She cried out, her voice piercing th
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Never-ending Chase, Alex, on the Run
"I swear, I'll do it!" I roared once more, my eyes ablaze with fear and determination as I tightened my grip on the receptionist's neck as if my life depended on it, and indeed, my life depends on it. She writhed and shrieked in my grasp, her struggles futile against my iron hold. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to maintain control, to keep her as my shield in this dangerous game of survival.As we inched closer to the entrance of the Park Hyatt Sydney hotel, my mind raced with the urgency of the situation. Releasing the receptionist was not an option; it would spell certain doom at the hands of the waiting security guards, who I could see in their eyes couldn't wait to catch me and end my life. The thought of being captured sent a chill down my spine—a fate I could not afford to entertain."I can't let her go," I muttered under my breath,the moment pressing down on me as I forcefully guided her along, her cries a haunting soundtrack to my desperate flight and escape from the h
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Drive now!”
My heart thudded in my chest like a war drum, every beat urging me to push harder and run faster. The narrow alley stretched endlessly before me, a murky tunnel of shadows and uncertainty. Fear gnawed at the edges of my mind, threatening to paralyze me if I faltered.As my feet pounded against the rough cobblestones, a sharp pain shot through my leg as it collided with a protruding wooden beam. "Ahh!" I gasped, the agony piercing through me so wildly. I stumbled, clutching my injured limb. The urge to surrender to the pain was almost overwhelming.But the approaching sounds of heavy footsteps and the harsh commands of the pursuers shattered any thoughts of giving in. I glanced back, dread clawing at my throat as I saw the security guards closing in, their figures looming larger with each passing moment."No, not now." I gritted my teeth, the desperation in my voice a silent vow to myself.With a deep breath, I forced myself to stand tall to steel myself against the throbbing ache in m
You're Mine, Ex-wife! At the checkpoint
I slammed my foot on the gas, the engine roaring beneath the hood as I sped away. The adrenaline was coursing through my veins—a potent cocktail of fear and urgency. But as I crested a hill, my heart sank. There, in the valley below, was a police checkpoint, unmistakable with its flashing blue lights and the stern-faced officers manning it.I glanced around frantically, seeking an alternative route, a detour, anything. But the truth was as stark as the barren landscape around me; this was the only road. My grip on the steering wheel tightened, the leather groaning under my fingers."I hope my picture hasn't gotten to the police," I murmured to myself, a whisper of hope that was quickly dashed by the stark reality of my situation. Memories of my face plastered on screens and papers across the nation flashed through my mind. There was no denying it; my image had been disseminated far and wide."I can't let them catch me," I said, the words barely audible as they left my lips. Decision m
You're Mine, Ex-wife! "Where is Allison?”
I made my way down the sterile hospital corridor, the rhythmic tapping of my footsteps against the linoleum floor echoing softly. I could see the police officers in the distance, their uniforms in stark contrast against the muted colors of the hospital walls. As they caught sight of me, they began to close the gap between us. Their approach was measured and official.We met halfway, and the lead officer extended his hand in greeting. I reached out, taking his hand in a firm handshake. "Is there any news?" I inquired, my eyes locking onto his, searching for any hint of what was to come.The lines on his face seemed to deepen, and his eyes held a gravity that weighed heavily in the air. It was clear from his expression that the news was not going to be what I had hoped for."What happened?" I pressed, my voice steady but edged with a growing concern. My gaze didn't waver, demanding an answer, as I steeled myself for the impact of his words.The officer's voice was tinged with regret as
You're Mine, Ex-wife! The Bridge
The wail of sirens echoed behind me as I gripped the steering wheel, my heart pounding with adrenaline. Police cars were hot on my tail, their flashing lights piercing the darkness of the night. With a steely focus, I maneuvered the taxi through the bustling city streets, weaving in and out of traffic with precision honed from years behind the wheel.As the pursuit intensified, I knew I needed to shake off my pursuers quickly. Ahead, a bridge loomed in the distance, its arch stretching over a glistening river below. A plan formed in my mind—the bridge would be my escape route.With a burst of speed, I pushed the accelerator to the limit, creating a widening gap between my taxi and the police cars behind me. As I approached the bridge, I made a split-second decision. I slowed the car to a stop at the edge of the bridge, my hands trembling with nervous energy.Without hesitation, I leaped out of the taxi, fell and sgood up as I sprinted to the other side of the bridge, my heart racing a
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You're Mine, Ex-wife! A Stranger Who Saved My Life
Charlotte POVMy heart still racing with anger and hurt, I was abruptly jolted from my thoughts as Allison, like a whirlwind of fury, swung the car door open and shoved me out onto the gravel driveway. The shock of the sudden push left me stumbling, my hands reaching out instinctively to steady myself. As I regained my footing, I was greeted by a scene that left me utterly bewildered.Before me stood a gathering of people - everyone, Dylan's relatives. Allison, her face contorted with rage, advanced towards me with clenched fists, her eyes blazing with anger. I braced myself for the blow, closing my eyes tightly and bowing my head in anticipation. But to my surprise, the blow never came I wasn't hit . Instead, I heard a voice beside me, a voice I didn't recognize. "Charlotte, are you okay?" the stranger asked, his tone filled with concern. Slowly, I opened my eyes to find a young man standing in front of me, his gaze fixed on mine with worry and determination. The guy had held Allis
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Davidson's
Davidson POV Stepping into the grand hotel, the air thick with the hum of chatter and laughter, I heard my name being called by my group of friends. "Davidson, Davidson!" their voices rang out in jovial tones, and I turned to acknowledge them with a wave and a smile. Yet, amidst the friendly banter and familiar faces, my thoughts were consumed by one name alone - Charlotte.With a heavy heart, burdened by the memory of Charlotte's rejection and the ache of unrequited love, I sought solace by the serene waters of the hotel's swimming pool. Each step towards the pool felt like a journey into the depths of my own turmoil, a desperate attempt to quell the storm of emotions raging within me.Standing at the edge of the pool, lost in contemplation, I was startled by the sound of my name whispered behind me. "Davidson," a voice called out, and a delicate hand brushed against my bare skin, sending a shiver down my spine. The touch was both cold and warm, a paradoxical sensation that jolted m
You're Mine, Ex-wife! My EX-HUSBAND
As the darkness enveloped me like a shroud, a lone beacon of light in the distance beckoned to me, a promise of respite amid the encroaching night. With a surge of determination, I quickened my pace, each step fueled by the dwindling reserves of strength that I clung to desperately.Finally, I reached the welcoming glow of the house, my heart pounding with relief and exhaustion. I rapped urgently on the door, the sound echoing through the stillness of the night until it swung open to reveal a middle-aged woman peering out at me with curiosity and concern."Good day, ma'am. I need your help," I managed to gasp out, my voice strained from the exertion of the long and arduous journey. The words spilled forth in a rush, a plea for aid from a weary traveler who had stumbled upon a rare sanctuary in the darkness.With a weary sigh, I relayed my tale of misfortune—the broken-down car, the dead phone, the endless stretch of desolate road that had led me to her doorstep. exhaustion hung heavy
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Break down
Dylan POV As the days stretched on in the somber confines of the hospital room, Allison's heart-wrenching cries seemed to echo endlessly, a haunting soundtrack to the anguish that enveloped us all. Her mother, Sonia, and my steadfast grandma Adaline stood vigil by her side, their presence a shield against the darkness that threatened to consume her fragile spirit. They watched over her with unchanging devotion, their eyes filled with sorrow and determination.Yet amid the hushed whispers and heavy silences, a singular obsession gnawed at me—a relentless need to reach Charlotte, to bridge the chasm that had widened between us. Ignoring the pleas and protests of those around me, I made a fateful decision to seek her out, to confront the tumultuous emotions that churned within me.The drive to Charlotte's house was a blur of frenzied determination, each passing mile fueling the fire of my resolve. Pulling up to the imposing gates that guarded her sanctuary, I braced myself for the confr
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Karma is such a bitch
Allison POVAs I slowly blinked my eyes open, the world around me came into focus, the sterile white walls of the hospital room closing in around me. disorientation gripped me as I realized I was alone, the silence of the room echoing with my confusion.Memories flooded back in a rush, the events leading up to this moment playing out like a fragmented movie in my mind. I remembered the sharp pain, the sickening thud as I fell and struck my baby bump on the unforgiving edge of the table in the living room. Dylan's panicked face swam before me, his urgent actions to get me to safety etched in my memory.A surge of panic shot through me as I instinctively reached for my swollen belly, only to be met with a hollow emptiness that made my heart skip a beat. Confusion clouded my thoughts as I stared down at my once-prominent baby bump, now reduced to a flat expanse that betrayed the absence of the life that had once thrived within me."Huh?!" I gasped, the realization hitting me like a physi
You're Mine, Ex-wife! How unlucky can one man be
The air crackled with tension as my anger simmered just beneath the surface, a volatile mix of emotions threatening to erupt at any moment. "Why am I wasting my words with you, huh?" I seethed, my voice edged with frustration as I snatched the car key from Allison's hand, my resolve firm and unwavering. "I need to go get the woman I want," I declared to Allison, my gaze steely as I turned away, determined to follow the path my heart yearned for.Allison's desperate plea echoed in the room, a final attempt to hold onto a love slipping through her fingers. "Dylan, you can't do this to me," her voice carried a note of desperation, a plea tinged with fear and uncertainty. But my mind was set, my steps resolute as I pushed forward, the pull of destiny drawing me towards a future I dared to grasp.As I neared the door, a sudden weight bore down on my arms, a force pulling me back with unexpected strength. "What are you doing?" I demanded, my voice tinged with anger as I turned to face Allis
You're Mine, Ex-wife! I Really love her
Returning home after a prolonged absence, I sank into the comforting embrace of the living room couch, the familiar surroundings enveloping me. Memories flooded my mind as I reflected on the life I once shared with Charlotte, a time filled with joy and love. Yet, amidst the reminiscing, a pang of regret pierced my heart as I acknowledged a rift that had torn us apart. "It's all my fault," I admitted to myself in a hushed tone, my confession hanging heavy in the air.As I gazed into the empty space before me, a bittersweet smile tugged at the corners of my lips, memories of our days together playing like a movie in my mind. The laughter, the shared dreams, the moments of intimacy - all now tinged with loss and longing. "I still love her," I whispered to the silent room, the words echoing softly in the stillness.The flickering light of the setting sun cast a warm glow through the window, painting the room in hues of gold and amber. Shadows danced across the walls, mirroring the turbule
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Opened Wounds
I needed to speak to Charlotte, to address the heartache that was so clearly etched on her face. Allison's voice escalated, slicing through the hum of the supermarket with a sharpness that made me flinch. "How can you leave us here for a barren woman!" she exclaimed, her words loaded with an accusation that reverberated down the aisles.Her declaration stopped me cold. I spun around, facing her, my shock mirrored in the eyes of the onlookers who had overheard. "What's your problem, Allison? How could you say that?" I demanded, my voice a cocktail of disbelief and anger.The air between us crackled with tension, shoppers pausing in their tracks to witness the drama. Allison's face was set, her eyes unyielding as she spat back, "That's what she is."But I couldn't stand there, couldn't digest the cruelty in her words or the scene we were causing. I muttered to myself, "I don't have time for this," my mind racing with the need to find Charlotte, to apologize, to make things right.Witho
You're Mine, Ex-wife! It shouldn't hurt
The revelation was like a cold wave crashing down upon me, chilling and unrelenting. The words swirled in my head, a chaotic symphony that refused to settle into any coherent melody. It was a reality I had never anticipated, one where the man I had poured my heart into could turn and give a piece of himself to the woman who had upended my life. It was a bitter pill, laced with the poison of betrayal, and it forced an unwelcome epiphany upon me. Dylan's affection, it seemed, had been nothing but a masquerade.With a heavy heart and thoughts racing, I murmured to myself, still reeling from shock, "This doesn't make any sense... or perhaps, now it does. Dylan never truly loved me. It was all pretense."My voice was barely a whisper, a feeble attempt to console my breaking heart. The room was thick with tension, a silent witness to the drama unfolding.Then, as if on cue, Allison lifted her gaze to meet mine. Her lips curled into a smile, a sickeningly sweet expression that felt like a da
