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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
You're Mine, Ex-wife! “Am I caught?”
In a fit of anger and impatience, I demanded, "Where is Allison?" My words hung in the air, charged with frustration, as I awaited a response that could potentially unravel the tangled web of suspicions clouding my mind.As I stood there, seething with emotions, a voice laced with reproach and accusation sliced through the tension. "Why are you asking, Dylan?" Grandma Adaline's words cut through the air like a knife, her tone sharp and unforgiving."Why are you asking Dylan? You made her life miserable by making your so-called guards push her down the stairs, and she is in the hospital right now, and you have the right to call asking about her." Grandma Adaline spat out. " The mention of the incident involving Allison and my guards sent a surge of doubt coursing through me, past actions bearing down on my conscience.An internal battle raged within me as conflicting thoughts and emotions tugged at my resolve. My mind raced with uncertainty, grappling with the possibility that my assu
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Mind Changing
"I did something wrong? How could I possibly do something wrong in this state? I've been confined here for days, grappling with pain and tears, all thanks to you, Dylan. Instead of bringing comfort, you're here to worsen my condition. I'm fighting for my life here!" I retorted, my voice strong despite the vulnerability that lay beneath my words.I locked eyes with Dylan, willing my plea to reach him, to break through the facade of accusations and misunderstandings that had clouded our interaction. In that moment, I laid bare my emotions, hoping to elicit a spark of understanding from him.As Dylan's expression shifted from anger to contemplation, I felt a glimmer of hope flicker within me. His gaze traveled over my prone form, taking in the sight of my suspended limbs, a stark reminder of my current state of helplessness."You mean you didn't do it?" Dylan's question hung in the air, laden with uncertainty of what he thinks and realization. The tension in the room seemed to ease sligh
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Mothers tears
Despite impending discomfort, I steeled myself to speak the truth to Allison. "I understand that what I'm about to say may hurt you, but it's important for me to be honest about my feelings," I stated, my voice steady yet tinged with apprehension.Allison's brow furrowed slightly, her eyes searching mine for clues to what I was about to reveal. "What do you mean?" she asked, a note of uncertainty in her voice.Taking a deep breath, I continued, knowing there was no turning back now. "I need to be clear to you that my heart belongs to Charlotte. And not you," I confessed.Charlotte POVDylan's words echoed in my mind as I lay in the hospital bed, my gaze fixed on the soft light filtering through the window. "I'll be back soon," he had promised before he left, but hours had passed without a sign of his return. unease settled in my chest as I prayed for his safety."He's never been gone this long without a word," I mumbled to myself, my worry palpable as I traced the patterns on the blan
You're Mine, Ex-wife! ill intentions
"How is it like then, Charlotte?" my dad's voice cut through the tense atmosphere, his tone laced with hurt and frustration. "We believed you and Nathan when you both said you could manage without us. From the beginning, you've distanced yourself from the family, keeping us at arm's length. You never let others know that we were your family. Even when you worked in the industrial ranks of the company, you maintained that distance.” Dad said in anger.“What have we done to deserve this treatment? For years, we heard nothing from you - no calls, no visits. And now, when you stepped up to take over the company, you didn't even check in on us. We shouldn't even be here, considering how you've cut ties with us as your family. But your mother's tears insisted otherwise, and that's why we're here," dad expressed, his words heavy with disappointment and abandonment.I felt his accusations pressing down on me, leaving me at a loss for words. While I had indeed prioritized my career and respons
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Gotten to Know
As forgiveness set in the air, I uttered a heartfelt apology, my voice filled with sincerity and remorse. "Now, I know. I'm sorry," I murmured, lifting my gaze to meet Mom's and Grandpa's eyes. In a tender moment of understanding, they both smiled, a silent gesture of acceptance that spoke volumes.Their smiles bridged the distance between us, and with unspoken reconciliation, they drew closer, enveloping me in a warm embrace. "We have forgiven you," Grandpa's voice carried relief and love, his words a balm to my wounded soul.Just as the air was thick with sense of unity, a familiar voice broke through the moment. "Am I being left behind here?" Nathan's voice cut through the intimacy, drawing our attention back. Surprised, we turned to see Nathan standing there, curiosity and concern etched on his faces."Nathan!" Angela's voice rang out in shock and joy as she rushed to his side, her worry shown in her eyes. "Are you okay? Do you feel any pain? How did you react when you found out?"
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Hues of romantic love
The tension in the room was thick, almost tangible, as Davidson and Aaron faced each other with rising hostility. I watched the scene unfold with weariness, knowing that their bickering would lead us nowhere. I stepped forward, my hands raised in a gesture of peace, and a small, disarming smile played upon my lips as I interjected, "It's okay, you two. There's no need to quarrel here."My words seemed to hang for a moment before gently landing on their prideful stances, encouraging a reluctant calm. "Aaron, that's enough," I added with a firm but gentle tone. Aaron, whose stance had been rigid with defiance, turned to look at me, his expression softening as he acknowledged my intervention with a silent nod.The room's atmosphere shifted slightly, away from confrontation and toward concern. Aaron's voice took on a different quality, one tinged with genuine worry as he addressed me, "I was afraid something bad had happened to you. When I heard from the news that you were unconscious and
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Hopeful fantasies
After what felt like hours of intense conversation and emotional revelations, a rumbling from my stomach broke the seriousness of the atmosphere. The sound was undeniable, and I glanced down at my belly, a blush of embarrassment coloring my cheeks. To my relief, laughter bubbled up among us, a much-needed release that lightened the air.Feeling the pangs of hunger now more pronounced, I addressed the group with a rueful smile, "I think I should head to the cafeteria to grab something to eat."Ava, who had been a comforting presence throughout the discussion, nodded in agreement, "You really should!" Her concern was evident, her eyes reflecting amusement and empathy.She then glanced at her own watch, a small frown crossing her faceas she considered the time. "Actually, I need to get going myself; I have things to get done," Ava announced, a hint of reluctance in her voice.I felt a pang of disappointment at her departure but covered it with gratitude. "No problem at all, I'm so happy
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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
