All Chapters of My Ex-wife, My Destination: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Daisy’s P.O.V.At night, I’m lying in bed, hugging Hope tightly in my arms as the soothing sound of her soft snores fills the room.“You and Hope are my destination, and I’m ready to take any path that leads me to you both.”Luke’s words keep ringing in my head, and I can’t fall asleep. My heart urges me to trust him.“Daisy, don’t forget what he has done to you in the past. He treated you with so much cruelty, and you endured it without complaints. Don’t become a fool again.”As a voice in my head reminds me of his cruelty, memories of how he used to treat me five years ago replay in my mind like a movie.Flashback Five Years Ago, FloridaI stand in the grand ballroom of a lavish mansion, dressed in a breathtaking gown with a cut from the waist. It is the half-year wedding anniversary of billionaire Luke Anderson and me.He stands at the centre of attention as he raises his glass. “Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to propose a toast to the love of my life, my dear wife,” he said,

Flashback ContinuesDaisy’s P.O.V.I’m going to the office with Luke. Everyone thinks he takes me to his office every day because he can’t live without me. However, they don’t know he takes me to his office so that he can take out his anger on me there as well.I have tried everything to bring back the old Luke, but nothing has worked so far. I have gone through so much pain and suffering that sometimes I wonder whether it’s worth it. Even, I have lost my identity and self-respect in this marriage. I have become a punching bag for Luke’s anger and frustration.But despite all this, a small part of me still hopes that one day Luke will change and become the person he used to be. I still believe that love can conquer all and that our marriage can be saved. I refuse to give up on him because I know that deep down, he still cares for me.“What the fuck? How could they cancel the meeting?” As Luke shouts on the phone, I pull out of my thoughts and flinch.He disconnects the call and orders

Flashback ContinuesDaisy’s P.O.V.I wake up early in the morning. Today is Sunday. No office, no work. I love Sundays.After taking a quick shower, I come to the balcony to get some fresh air and share my thoughts with my diary.The cool morning breeze brushes against my skin as I sit on the lounger, the diary open in front of me. It’s my habit to pour out my thoughts and feelings onto its pages, a way to deal with my messed-up thoughts.As I write, I replay last night’s events in my mind. Seeing Luke eating the dinner I prepared filled me with a lot of emotions—joy, disbelief, and hope. It’s a slight gesture, but it means so much to me. It feels surreal. I never thought that I’d witness that scene, yet here it is, etched into my memory like a precious gem.As I continue to write in my diary, the words flowing freely from my pen and I lose track of time, lost in my thoughts and emotions.My eyelids grow heavy, and the next thing I know, I’m drifting off to sleep, the diary slipping f

Present TimeLuke’s P.O.V. I still remember the day after protecting her, how I treated her with cruelty just to show myself that I hated her and didn’t care for her.FlashbackFive Years AgoI stand under the shower, loathing myself for getting soft with Daisy last night. I didn’t know what happened to me when I saw her drowning in the water. Although I have a soft spot for Daisy, I can’t show it to her.She deserves one thing, and that is my hatred. I can’t be soft with her like before. Just as Olivia cheated on me, she cheated on my best friend, Max. Because of Daisy, Max died in a car accident. Although I care for Daisy, I’ll never forgive her for snatching my best friend away.Whenever I even think about forgiving Daisy, I feel like I’m betraying Max.All women wear the mask of innocence to hide their wickedness and fool men. I can’t let Daisy make me the person I was before, someone who trusted women. No matter what, I can’t fall for her facade and won’t let myself break again.

Daisy’s P.O.V. Flashback Five Years AgoAfter putting on my dress, I step out of the room, searching for Luke. Last night, he was just about to reveal the reason for his hatred towards me. Couldn’t I have fainted just a minute later?However, now I know the truth. I won’t back off until Luke answers why he despises me.I stop as I see him sitting at the dining table having breakfast.Be strong, Daisy. Confront him; it’s high time.Encouraging myself, I walk over to him.“Luke,” I whisper, standing beside him, and he looks up from his breakfast, his face devoid of any emotion. “I—”I pause as he hurls a bunch of papers at me, startling me. They fall to the floor, and I stare at Luke, trying to read his expression. But his face is unreadable, his eyes cold.I slowly bend down to pick up the scattered papers from the floor, my hands trembling slightly. “What is this?” I ask, glancing up at him.Luke replies in a curt tone, “Divorce papers.”I freeze as his words reach my ears. I feel l